Harry Outsmarts Fudge Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

"I'm done eating." Harry scans the Omega's plate and seems adequately satisfied. "Your room is upstairs, the last one, at the end of the hall. Take your vitamins with you. I'll bring you your coffee ice cream later." The Alpha's so calm. It's unnerving. "You will never have my baby," Ariadne says deftly. "I would sooner kill you." "And how do you plan to kill me?" Harry chirps, crossing his legs, vibrating with delight. "God, you're making it so hard to keep my hands off you. Do you even know how good you smell? And that mouth, f*ck. Talk back to me again."

Carwyn Levi cleared his throat a few times, but Grainne pretended not to hear, continuing to ask Harry: "What does Harry want to eat tonight? Today can break the rules, let me eat whatever I want to eat!" Harry excitedly raised two fingers and said, "Mom, Harry wants two ice cream today!" Grainne immediately shook her head, “No, just eat one! If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt." Harry then pouted, "Mom just said you can eat whatever you want..." Carwyn Levi saw that the mother and daughter did not pay attention to her, she was very angry in her heart. He stepped forward, hugged Harry, and said: "Harry wants to eat anything, I will take you to eat. But you have to kiss me first."

“Like I don’t do that every day. I totally got this, man.” “Well, be extra careful, then. I’ll make sure you have an extra-large double chocolate fudge sundae waiting for you when you get home.” I gasped and placed a hand over my chest. “You sure know the way to a woman’s heart.” Harry shrugged with a humble expression and a smile. “I do what I can.” He turned serious again. “You better hurry if you’re going to get there early enough to beat Mike.” My stomach twisted. “Right, well bye!”

For a moment, Harry's smile faltered, but he quickly recovered and agreed. He had spent seven years carefully setting a trap and playing his part, enduring everything. In the end, he got nothing. That was why he had gone mad, colluded with his female friend to destroy me in the cruelest way ever, and driven my parents to desperation so he could claim everything he had coveted. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it. A mudball should stay in the bottomless swamp where it belonged.

But since Harry hadn't paid him, he may not agree. Harry bumped his fist on the table. He was close to getting it, but it was working, and it annoyed him. He had to think fast and smart. Then it clicked. He had seen a weird-ass poster on F******k about a certain spy agency, but he scrolled past it because he didn't think he was going to need it. Now he needed it more than ever.

ANN “Let’s go make some vanilla pancakes. Anything to ease up the tension.” “Okay, I will change into something more comfortable and meet you downstairs.” Whatever Harry meant earlier by asking me to learn how to love him instead, I was glad he didn’t push the conversation further. Once I learn how to stop loving Duke, no other man will ever have access to this heart again. I changed into a loose home outfit and went downstairs. Harry was already in the kitchen, measuring flour into a bowl. One thing about him, he could cook almost anything perfectly, baking included.

What the fuck happened to that? “B-but –!” he spluttered, “We match!” “No, you don't. You two looked like you're going to a fucking funeral with all that black like it was some inside joke and it's not even funny!” Harry complained, tossing a dark blue hoodie his way, “Wear this instead and look like Jack Frost!” He grunted, “Why do I have to look like Jack Frost?” “Well, duh!” Harry stuck his tongue out, “Because he’s hot!”

I will deal with him later when this is all over The sight of Harry stiff on the ground nearly makes me laugh. The big fool had eaten peanuts - his one deadly weakness. What has come over him? This is one reason I have to be careful and strategic about my planning- Harry is actually acting abnormal. As I look at him, I fight a smirk almost dancing at the corner of my lips. I cannot show my true reaction, Instead, I forced my face to crumble in tears "Harry!" I scream, rushing to his side like I care. "Someone call an ambulance! Please, help him!"

She'd spent two weeks fighting and nothing changed. Which meant fighting wasn't the best solution. She was more clever than this. “Shall we?” Harry said, holding out his hand for her to take. Glancing from his face to his extended hand, Haley nodded. This time, she managed to fake a genuine smile. Her acting skills were improving fast. Harry's eyes lit up when she took his hand, then he laughed. “I always knew you'd come around, Haley… you can't resist me.” “Haha!” Haley chuckled.

“Heard you brought your little sister. Where is she? I owe her another driving lesson. Or can I teach her how crypto works?” “Over my dead body,” I said immediately. Harry grinned. “Relax, man. I’m a changed guy. Mostly.” His eyes found Shula across the room. “Damnit. She grew up. Her body looks fully developed.” I stepped into his line of sight. “Look at her again and you’ll be eating through a straw.” “Protective much?” But he put his hands up. “Fine, fine. Just saying hi.” Except he wasn't. He went straight for the bar to get drunk.