Harry Osborn Novels & Stories

He entered the office and all of a sudden, he halted his movement. "What's that?" I asked for confirmation of his halting action. "You're here?" He talked to whoever it was that was in the office that I couldn't see. "Who?" I tried to peek but his body was in the line of my view so I couldn't see the intruder. He moved in and I unintentionally smiled and tagged behind him. "Oh Justin," the voice of the harpy woman was able to roll my brain and convert my mood to a state of annoyance. If you guessed well, it was Mitchell. Why the hell was she always everywhere?

Jack Horner says from the executive dining suite as Kitty closes the heavy door. "Hello, Mr. Jack," Goldie Lockhart says, and his jaw drops down. Jack Horner used to look very tired and messy. He was overweight, he never shaved his face enough, and he always needed a hair trimmer. He looked like an old retired soldier who did not care. But now, he looks like a powerful alpha capo!

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

His hair, turned silver with age, fell gently over a face that had long forgotten how to smile. Elias Stone. Founder and Commander of VORTEX. To the world, he was just a wealthy philanthropist funding genetic research for “disease control.” But to the hidden supernatural community, he was a monster…the ghost that hunted their kind, the man whose labs turned their kin into test subjects.

His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.

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!"

Anthony drove to the company's car park; he came down from his car and started walking towards the main entrance of the manager's office. Bruce Harry, who had been monitoring everything in the CCTV camera, saw Anthony, and he immediately went to check the profile of who he was. He realised that he was the young CEO of the Oswald Group of Companies. He marvelled at the character and aura of such a young guy. Bruce admired the cuteness of Anthony as well, and he so much wished Anthony could be his in-law if he eventually found his daughter. In his mind, he thought Anthony had come for the contract; he didn't know Anthony came on behalf of the Oswald Group of Companies. He was still checking up

His head became hazy yet calm and he could feel his penis grow. He stroked his penis slowly. “...am I about to jerk off to a man?” he asked himself. Clarke was already seated at the bar counter....he wore a casual black T-shirt with “ Harry style is my style” boldly inscribed on the chest and backplane trousers. Anyone would know that black could be his favorite color. He had already been offered a shot of vodka. If he was going to do something he might regret, he better do it while on cloud nine.

Once Harry stepped down, he said to Horace, "inform whoever is inside to step out." "Got it boss," Horace immediately walked inside the mansion with two guards and soon came out with Alice and Edna. When the two women both saw Horace, they were shocked. This is the man people call the 'Demon Of DarkHood.' Both Edna and her mother had heard a lot of how ruthless and merciless he was. Not many people had the opportunity to see him. They wondered what the CEO of the biggest company in the country was doing before their mansion. Alice smiled and bowed to Harry, "Mr. Harry, to whom do we owe this honor?" Although she was scared on the inside,she tried to sound calm on the outside.

Sydney huffed in annoyance, "Your sorry doesn't solve anything. Granted, you wanted to put a wedge between us and that worked. But you've moved on and I'm still picking up the pieces as I try to unscramble the mess you made of my mind. Even now, with all my memories, with me knowing everything we once shared, I'm not sure how I should feel about you. You're a complete stranger to me." Her last sentence had a thought coming to mind. I held my hand out, "Then let's start over as complete strangers. My name is Alpha Victor Silva. Alpha of the rogues. Welcome to one of the many sanctuaries I plan on constructing around the world." Sydney narrowed her gaze on my extended hand with apprehension be