Harry Is Tony Starks Son Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry, my brother and I completed our studies together in the best university in the world. ' Harry is a cruel, vicious and pathetic personality. I don't find it bad as people like him are required in this world, especially ours. He doesn't hesitate to show people his worst side whenever it's about family. We're like brothers. His father lost his life protecting my father' life. His mother couldn't bear it and passed away. His father was a close friend of my dad and both were Mafia. His father works for my dad. So dad adopted Harry, making him part of our family. He's two minutes younger than me. Basically, we are brothers. He handles things with a hot mind and with efficiency. On the contra

“This place belongs to your boyfriend’s family.” “What?” I asked, feeling my body tense. Harry tilted his head and took a cigarette from the inner pocket of his coat. “That son of a bitch didn’t lie about being an heir—actually, I think that was the only truth he told you. But he’s not inheriting companies; he’s inheriting a branch of a mafia family.” “This… this… can’t be true. Mr. Harris is an heir, and he and Daniel—” I stammered, trying to make sense of it all, but nothing seemed to add up in my head.

Emilio said, "I respect your choice." That answer reassured me, and my panic melted away. While waiting for the test results, I inadvertently spotted a familiar figure in the corridor. It was Harry, who didn't look as radiant as before. His brows were tightly knitted, his face heavy with worry. Clinging to his arm was another rich heiress. This was supposedly his latest attempt to produce an heir and claw back power from Emilio. Seeing me, he called out, "Julia?"

Suddenly, someone replied to him. Sam: "What can a kid like you possibly know, Harry? You should head to bed soon. By the way, send me your location. Since you're in high school now, we need to make sure you don't kick your blanket away when you sleep. I'll monitor you as you sleep." Tony: "Aren't you afraid to sleep by yourself in such a huge house? I know you are, so I'll come over now to be with you. Remember to keep the door unlocked for me!"

I can feel the tension radiating off her, the raw hope and fear mixed in her expression. But before either of us can move, Harry tries to push past us, his eyes wild. “You shouldn’t have come here,” he mutters, his voice shaking. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with.” I grab his arm, spinning him around and slamming him against the wall. My eyes zero in on his right arm, and there it is — the birthmark, the one Irina Pavlova described. The unmistakable shape, the last confirmation I need. My voice is a low growl, barely controlled. “Where the hell is my son?!”

Furious, he stared icily at Harry and questioned, "Who are you?" Harry was thrilled to note the change in Franklin's expression. He thought he'd succeeded in inciting Franklin, which meant that Damian would have hell to pay. "My name is Harry Sawyer, Mr. Webb. I'm from Spencer Corporation. You don't need to thank me for exposing these two vermin to you. I'm honored to do my part in ensuring that nothing disrupts the celebration!" Franklin wanted to curse. Hah! As if he felt thankful! With a stormy look in his eyes, he slapped Harry right across the face, roaring in anger, "You look like the vermin to me!"

Harry has already started harassing me for his money already. "I will come for you if I don't get my money," Harry said to me "I don't have it right now. But if there's anything I can do for you to give me more time, I will do it." I said to him "Well, there is one thing," he said to me "What would that be?" I asked "Your daughter Olivia," He said "You want my daughter?" I said "Yes. If I get to marry her, I will forget about all you owe me" He assured

Harry's men who were guarding behind the man immediately moved closer to the uninvited guests and asked him to leave the CEO's office, but they refused. Seeing the refusal of his guest, Harry stood up. He drew closer to his guest and stared one by one at the faces of the uninvited guests as if he were recording their faces in his body sensor so that whenever something happened to his family, he could recognize the culprit. "I kicked out or did you leave with your consciousness?" Harry's flat voice sent a man forward. “If you are not my boss's son, I'll make sure I will kick you out of this room, sir. I will make calculations with you and take good care of your wife. I will not tolerate anyon

She turned her face back to him. "I think I will take up that job offer you insisted on a long time ago. I'd love to be your personal assistant. So, let her know, there's no space left for her." Elena says. "But..." "No Buts...Harry. She's fired." And again, Elena is back....and I missed this spirit. Everyone was happy to hear the news, especially her parents. Jade always called her like she was going to get missing every second. She felt guilty, feeling she was the one that led her to suicide She would also not lose sight of our new baby, Harry. I can't still believe I'm a father, really. I guess all the banging paid off. And I'm just so surprised she named him Harry but I love it except fo