Harry Is Skull Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She parades herself in the academy as Jason's girlfriend, but not many people know that they are not in a relationship. "How about we practice one of the scenes here, hmm? It's a kiss scene. I bet you have never kissed a man before, right?" Henry chuckled, grabbing my hand and forcing me to face him. "No man would want to kiss your big lips. But I'll help you have the experience." "Is she seriously going to kiss her? Ew!" "Henry must be messing with her. I know he won't try to kiss that ugly thing." Those demeaning words made my heart wrench tightly.

she shouts, sprinting out of the room after her. I flop straight back onto the mattress, staring blankly at the ceiling, and let out a furious groan. "Fucking hell." The door creaks open again. I look up, expecting Sofia or Aurora to come back and yell at me, but it's just Harry. He’s holding a red solo cup, leaning against the doorframe with a massive, shit-eating grin. "What's your fucking deal with the figure skater, man?" Harry asks, taking a slow sip. "You actually into her?"

(Harry's POV) Roman dragged me to our regular partying spot with girls which almost looked like a house but it’s a shed. He punched me on my face shouting “What the fuck happened to you, Harry?” I stood straight not saying anything. My face fell to a side and I kept seeing Stella’s kiss with that bastard. Roman held my collar angrily. He kept shouting at me but I didn’t say anything. All the time, the images of their kissing was flashing in front of me. “I’m bloody asking you, Harry. Open your mouth.” Roman shouted again.

I gasped just as Harry started screaming, I immediately covered his mouth with my small hands. As Harry started to struggle, trying to get my hands off of his mouth, I laughed nervously. "Uh.... nothing! Don't mind him! Harry's just... you know, can be weird and crazy at some times and like, it's so annoying to death.... right?" I let another laugh as this giant beside me throws me a death glare.

Karina inquired. Harry smiled and suddenly held Karina's hand, "I just wanted to make sure you're doing well. Especially the child of the Alpha King," Harry said casually, his voice almost sounding hypnotic to Karina. Karina's gaze immediately felt empty as she looked at Harry, who still held her hand. Slowly, Harry's eyes turned yellow, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

Simon boasts, slapping his fists on his chest like a gorilla. "It's fucking wrong mate, my girlfriend freaks out if I get too close to it, no way she'd let me stick my finger in it and I wouldn't want to." Harry shakes his head, reaching for his pint, a mischievous little smile crosses his face before he takes a sip. "Ey, but she loves it when I go down on her, tonguing her little clit gets her so wet it's like flying down a slip 'n' slide when I'm pounding into her."

He glared at Willow as a disdainful look appeared on his face. "Who do you think is the one playing games with you? You don't believe me? Alright, then let me show you how sincere I am about this!" Then, Damian raised his leg and stomped hard on Harry's arm. There was a loud crack, and Harry's arm snapped in two. "Ah!" Harry let out another sickening scream as cold sweat poured down his body. He was in so much pain that his entire face was contorted. "Mom, save me! He's a lunatic! He'll really kill me!"

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

“I can’t believe this. I can’t breathe without it turning into a headline!” Harry exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “We can fix this.” I scoffed. “Oh? And how do you fix ‘mentally unstable bride’?” A slow smirk spread across Harry’s face. “We use it.” I blinked. “Use what?” He grabbed my phone, scrolling through the comments. “They think you’re weak. They think you’re crazy. Fine. Let’s give them a reason to feel bad for thinking that.” I raised an eyebrow. “I’m going to need more than that, Harry.”