Harry Louis Novels & Stories

Liam feels weird. Harry is four years old this year, when he took Harry to the school to apply for admission, he had seen it written on his birth certificate, couldn't be wrong. But if he is not the son of an ex-boyfriend named Duong Yufei, whose son is he? Could it be that after Grainne broke up with Hank, there was another love?

I stopped. "I keep handing people access to me, and they keep using it." Harry leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms, listening. "Ben told me months ago, and I still went back and asked Louis personally because I wanted to believe the best." I laughed, but it came out hollow. "I am ridiculous." "That explains a great deal of his behaviour," Harry said thoughtfully. "The nonchalance. The way he lets you go and come back without ever really fighting for anything. He needed the performance, not the person."

Lucas appeared before him. “You may have won today but I will be back for you...” “Worry about your life first...Hold him!” he commanded. “What? you can’t do that, you bastard!” Harold screamed as the men charged towards him. “Let me remind you Harold, you broke a rule...rules actually. You forgot so quick the day you lost to me, you were banished from the coven’s meetings...Now you break that order and plot with Matteo Rodriguez to go against my orders...”

He quietly walked up to King Louis and said in a low voice, "Someone seems to be jealous. " King Louis immediately glared at him. But this time Harson was no longer afraid, he said, "Someone once said that the reason for not accepting Cynthia was that he thought she should find a better one. Mr. Leon is young, handsome, gentle, and learned, and Cynthia seems to like him very much... " "Harson, don' t you want your job anymore? " King Louis' eyes turned red with anger.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

Or at least as an acknowledgement, something to respect. I turned a corner too sharply and nearly collided into someone. A soft, familiar laugh met me as warm hands steadied my arms. “Well, well,” Madeline drawled, her copper hair tumbling over her shoulder as she grinned at me. “If it isn’t our brave Luna herself. I keep finding myself growing more curious about who you are and what you're trying to do, but trust me, you are catching Nolan’s eye. He's impressed by you. Had he not been, he wouldn't have allowed you to be in that room in the first place.”

Well, I just met him so technically I haven't had that much interaction with him. He was just so gorgeous and manly and hot and perfect that one look at him and I could already feel myself becoming wet. Only that he’s a bit grumpy and strict. He’s the Alpha King after all, he’s got four thrones to rule, and that must be what made him a grumpy lion. I prayed first to the moon goddess before I entered the room of Luna Mercylle. Sandra, one of my co-servants, said that Luna Mercylle is cruel and the worst Luna that has ever lived.

Before Lily knew it, he had it wrapped around Johnny's throat, pulling on either end until it was wrapped snugly around him. "I'm about to fuck her raw, Johnny. Stay to watch if you like, because that's as close to burying your pathetic cock in her as you'll ever get. Keep talking and I'll knock your ass out," said Harry, soulless eyes boring into Lily's as Johnny turned blue in the face from having his oxygen supply cut off. Right. So Johnny may be a soldier, but Harry used to be an assassin for the mafia before starting his multi billion dollar company. So fucking hot. Who could blame Lily for immediately climbing all over him, married to her mom or not?

Mr Caine motioned for silence and the room soon became quiet once more. "Now that you all got the chance to take it in, I'd like to introduce Xavier Persons," he introduced polite clapping following his statement, as the door opened a man appears shaking his hand. Confidence radiated off his 6'1 figure, his black hair combed perfectly, his navy blue tailored suit holding his perfectly sculpted body. All eyes were on him but he went unfazed as he turned to face the room.

So fuck him. Leaving Finley to study the rings, I saunter over to an employee and ask if Louis, the owner, is there. Normally, the old man spends most of his time back in his office. We met at a charity event forever ago and he sort of became the father figure I never had. After a minute, Louis Montello appears and walks over, clapping me on the back. "How're you, Luca, my boy? I'm so glad you're back in town."