Novel & Cerita Harry Is Tony Starks Son Fanfiction

I try to step out of the car, but my body just doesn’t seem to want to listen to me, and my feet get all caught up in each other. “Mr. Stark, I’m sorry, I—” “Can it, you little prick,” he growls, snatching my arm in his hand. He’s strong as an ox, and I want to cry out as his fingers dig into my skin, but I keep quiet. I’m already in enough trouble. “I see you in this neighborhood again and I’ll fucking destroy you, understand?” “Hey, I said I’m sorry,” Harry replies, sounding a lot less scared than he should be. Having been the target of Baron’s anger, I would know. “Don’t threaten me.”

"Then who else is his son?" Harry barked, "Have you taken me as a fool that I would not recognize my own son?" Darcy's lips curled up into a smirk before she said, "Your last sentence just proved your first sentence was correct, Harry. You can't recognize your son. What right do you have to call my son yours?" Harry's hands clenched. He did not understand why Darcy was refusing to accept the truth when Leo was clearly standing before his eyes.

"This can't be happening to me, I'm rejecting the man who hasn't left my heart." "Wow... Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!" We startle at the sound of a distant voice that gets louder and louder, "I'm sorry, but your screams aren't helping much," he applauds and Harry desperately pulls up his pants, "Buddy, if I didn't like women, I'd tell you I love you, so we can be manly husbands." "What the fuck are you doing!" Harry gets upset after seeing Harper's bionic eyes looking at my body and at Harry's at the same time.

She has no idea I've been using it for something else entirely. Something that might save my life. I've been researching Tony Stark whenever Alex and Sarah leave the house. At first, I was terrified I'd find nothing, that Sarah was right about him being just a fantasy my damaged brain created. But he's real. Anthony Edward Stark, billionaire businessman, owner of Stark Industries. He exists. The photos online don't look exactly like the man from my dreams, but close enough to make my heart race. Same dark hair, same intelligent eyes, same confident smile. Either my subconscious picked up on his image somewhere, or the dreams were real somehow.

Vicky got up to leave, but Tyler said, "How did it go?" Harry glanced at Vicky before saying, "We've pretty much comprehended the situation. The man who took Missus Hart away was Anthony, the son of the wealthiest man globally... He started working in Yavner Group at the age of fifteen and is in charge of his family as well as the company at the moment. He might not be invincible here in Stoneford City, but he's more than capable of removing surveillance footage or hiring people to do what he wants."

She explained and Stacy’s brows curved, confusion spreading across her face upon hearing the name ‘ Tony ’. “Oh, forgive me. This is Tony Martinez, my friend and personal Doctor. He helped me all through my journey too.” She introduced and Tony waved. He had been standing behind Harriett the whole time but neither of them took notice if his presence as they had been fully engrossed with Harriett and the twins. Even when Harriett went upstairs to get the twins, he had been at a corner but they still didn’t notice his presence. Stacy looked at him warily. She had only met him but she knew she didn’t like him. Maybe it was because he looked like he was about to replace her son in Harriett’s lif

" My friend Harry is back in town. I'm going to see him," I said. Harry was a vampire, too. He was my loyal servant for years. His father was the king's right-hand man. When I left the vampire clan, he did as well. " The hot model we visited in Aspen?" Yorna seemed excited. I nodded. Yorna had the hots for Harry. After leaving Yorna on campus, I ran to the forest close to the Golden Stone pack. That was where Harry was residing, with permission from the alpha there.

He told me to come back, and then he wasn’t even home. I flopped down onto his leather couch, pulled out my phone, and glared at the trending topics still dragging my name through the mud. I raked a hand through my hair, and out of nowhere, Tony’s smug face flashed in my head. Backstage today, he had leaned in with that irritating grin, saying, “Harry, ever thought about whether your parents’ car crash was really an accident? “Leon’s just an adopted son. Why would he inherit the Maxwell fortune?”

Harry came inside Seb’s room with silent steps; he came towards his bed and found him sleeping peacefully on his stomach with one pillow under his arm. Harry sat beside him and ruffled his hair a little. He may today be the Mafia King, but Harry never left his possessiveness towards his son. After Aadhira, he just made an extra deep connection with his son.

. "Nice try, but it's safe enough for me. It's better than staying in the same environment with your crazy wife," I say airily, very aware of the jab I’ve just made. I’m not joking when I say the only way I’m going back to the park is if I’m dead. That place is a constant reminder of my heartbreaks and betrayal. No way am I stepping foot there. And it's not just about the park. I know I’d have to take Harry with me—that's my main reason. I’m not prepared to tell my son or his father that they exist to each other. Being an Alpha, I know Adrian, once he knows about Harry, would want him to live with him, to train him to take over the pack... "He needs a father figure in his life," Aria’s voice