Harry/pansy Novels & Stories

And to achieve that, he promised himself to be there for her always, every step of the way. “It seems that I need to control myself,” he uttered while looking at himself in the mirror. “I can’t blame you, our mate is just so beautiful and tasty, how fortunate for us. But unlucky at the same time cause a lot of bastards will be ogling at them.” Xerxes's voice resounded, Nicholas gritted his teeth as he thought of unwanted bees and flowers around his woman. “We need to conduct pest control.” “Certainly” TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy re

"Hilary, are you okay?" "Can you give me a mirror?" I ask demandingly. He looks confused but then picks a mirror and gives it to me. I touch my face, makes funny expression while at my reflection. After a couple of seconds, I slap myself. "Aww!" I scream in pain. "HAHAHA, what the hell are you doing? I know you're pretty but don't hurt yourself and make funny faces to become ugly, that's only made you cute." This can't be... This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

The woman he was with earlier saw this as an opportunity to get touchy with him, seeing as he was in a great mood and she was in the mood for shopping. They drove out, into the street, Harry's one hand on the wheels and the other pushing her head down as she got to work on his hardened dick in her mouth. The sky had decided. A harsh sun beat down on Manhattan streets, enough to give a nasty sunburn and dry all laundrys to crisp. Some people are wicked, some people are just sick. Harry McIntyre was a mix of both, wicked and twisted. A perfect revenge on Freya McIntyre for killing his princess.

Or they are hiding something. Harry was wearing knee-length jeans. He briefly kissed Manny's forehead, whose innocent body was covered by a thick blanket. Harry smiles with satisfaction… 'she makes me addict to her body, minx!' 'She is our second chance mate. I am happy… 'Replied the wolf. 'Indeed. I want a puppy.' 'Twin. I want a twin puppy!' 'Let's work hard then…'

Brooklyn followed their gazes and her eyes landed on Harry. He was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a fitted dark green t-shirt and his blonde hair was pushed back messily, ends flicking out in random directions. His vibrant green eyes were staring straight at her and his face was blank. "What's the betting he heard all that?" Alice whispered and Sasha nudged her when her whispering didn't really count considering Harry was less than two meters away. "Rather high," Brooklyn murmured and Harry walked up to the desk the girls were sitting at and placed a pen in front of Brooklyn. Her pen.

"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.

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

Supressing my anger towards this mindless assistant of mine. "I'm sorry, Miss Siren. But I won't allow anybody to do wicked things to Young lady. I am Harry Spencers. I made a vow to myself that I will protect you in all ways that I can. I am just doing my oath." He's refusal make me wanna blow his head with a pan. He badly needed a good beating later. "This guy looks high on himself. Seems like he's been really in love with this witch." Claudia's mocking look gave me an impression that I want to skinned her alive right now. I'm wondering if she's not that smart enough to think about what Harry said.

“How’s your pursuit with that Julianna girl? I heard from the HOD of her department that her withdrawal letter is out? Christian boy, I never thought you would go this far.” “Eyes off her, Harry, else I will cut off that small penis of yours.” And he knew that I wasn’t joking. Julianna was now off-limits. “Yeah yeah, I don’t fuck nuns. I don’t want to call on the wrath of God to myself for corrupting one of His own.” His eyes soon found the box of pancakes, and like the mannerless man he was, he opened it. “Pancakes? Nice. You bought pancakes?” He opened one, stuffing it inside his mouth.

“Yeah. We all know you have a knack for trying to coax sexual favors out of young women under duress.” “You should’ve taken me up on my offer. You would’ve loved it.” “I’m sorry, but there’s nothing to love about a micropenis,” Arianna snorted, earning a subtle yet harsh pinch from Pierce followed by a stern look. He would’ve thought the two were playfully flirting if he didn't know any better. “Micropenis, huh?” he said, slowly pacing in front of the couple. “You and I both know that’s not true,” Harry replied with a salacious grin on his face.