Harry Osborn Novels & Stories

A frown grew on my lips. "Why do I need guards?" I muttered to him. "We're here to protect our Luna. You're important to us now." He smiled. "I didn't catch your name?" I smiled at him. I was touched that I just got here and I already had people that cared about me. "My name is Oscar." He bowed his head. "Nice to meet you Oscar. My name is Helena." I smiled at him, extending my hand out for him to shake. He looked at it strangely, but hesitantly shook it.

I asked looking back at him “ He was sent here as a distraction, and by the way he willingly pledged to us he had no idea. At least I’m hoping that’s the case. This King guy has been out for my pack for a while now. Killing innocent children. You will tell me everything you know about him, down to the very last detail you can think of” he growled making Henry whimper “ It's okay! He will just stop scaring him okay!” I commanded making Alex look at me and nod

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

Was anything about what he’d heard growing up true? Osborn hadn’t staged a rebellion against his brother, at least not completely. He’d declared war on the werewolf kingdom and every living werewolf. His end goal was to turn the war on the vampires as well. Death was all that he’d been after. It was all he would be after, but he wasn’t sure if Osborn was after his death or the death of everyone who lived though Selena had died.

I got out of the car and threw my coat on the back seat of it. " Let's get your frustration out. " Harry said. " What are you planning? " I asked. " Something which could bring my brother back. " He smirked evilly. We went in. A troop of hot girls welcomed us. The hall was filled with VIP personalities. They covered their dark side secret from the world and made hay while in the sunshine. This spoiled richies with double personalities were the biggest black spot of the world. We were the same in the dark and the day.

He nodded slowly. “Yes. Orrin Hayes. The son of David Hayes, who was the CEO of the HY group back then. That’s the Hayes family I’m talking about.” I actually laughed, though it was bitter, cracked, nothing like amusement. “No… no, that’s… that’s insane.” My hand gripped the edge of the table. “You’re telling me that the same man who is practically America’s sweetheart billionaire right now is connected to that fire? That he… that he caused it?”

she asked, calmly. Roberto smirked. "There are ways," he mused. "Let’s just say... I know people. People who can make a man disappear, only to resurface in places he’d rather die than be in." He took a slow sip. "Imagine Harry Hendrix, the once-mighty heir, shackled in some forgotten hellhole, screaming for a savior who’ll never come." Ivy clenched her jaw, forcing herself to stay composed. "Why tell me all this?" she asked smoothly, leaning back.

"So it's you, and you've got some nerve!" Harvey sneered, looked at Woody with disdain, and said, "I thought you were some sort of formidable figure with three heads and six arms, but it turns out you are just an ordinary person." Woody's piercing gaze shot over, and their eyes met. Harvey instinctively averted his gaze, barely managing to maintain his arrogance and confident demeanor. "Are you the one who kidnapped Mabel?" Woody asked coldly. Harvey scoffed. "That's right! I am Harvey, the eldest son of the Harrington family and a direct disciple of the Iron Sword Sect's master!"

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"

" Harry suddenly turned to look at Henry. Harry's tone and demeanor were calm, as if his relationship with Henry hadn't changed at all. It was as if they were two brothers simply engaging in small talk. But Henry didn't answer him and merely frowned. Then, Harry continued, "I dreamed that the company I'd put all my hard work into was no longer mine. All my effort throughout the years had gone down the drain. "It felt like someone had wrapped their hands around my throat and choked me!" Harry became more emotional as he continued with his monologue. As Henry observed Harry, a word appeared in his head—"Obsessed". That's right. Harry had become obsessed with power and wealth. Harry was the one