Harry Potter Harem Inheritance Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Harry smiled ironically, it seemed crazy what Ernest was proposing. “Of course, not sir. But we can see what chance we would have, just don't refuse to let it happen, you have only one year left to fully inherit sir, the contract could be for only two years.” “You're crazy, what a wrong way to do things, besides I would like a woman to fall in love with me, for who I am, not for a contract” Harry limps off to his room, but his lackey is still insistent. “Look sir, we have little time left to plan everything, I'll take care of looking for the candidates, but please, you need not only to inherit but also company, you are too lonely, and “Harry interrupts him.

I shake my head in denial. “Emma, ​​she is the heir to the northern throne. If Harry finds out we found her, I’m sure he’ll start a war.” I see how Parker remains thoughtful and his eyes light up as if he finally understood a mathematical formula. “Now I understand everything.” He says thoughtfully. “What do you understand now, Parker?” “Alright. After spending months abroad, we could get information about Harry. Apparently, he is in negotiations to become partners with two families you know well: the Berkshires and the Saades.”

What could his grandfather have meant by this? Low murmurs began to ripple through the room. “Could it be Alex? Lately, Mr. Justin Yates has been bringing that kid to the office a lot,” someone whispered. Another nodded. “That actually makes sense.” Harry’s faction also began exchanging knowing looks, all their thoughts converging on Alex. Harry, however, voiced the insinuation directly. “Only those who have formally been recognized by the Yates family elders can inherit shares,” he thundered, his implication clear: a secret love child had no legitimate claim.

Arabella returned to Harry’s house, fury pulsing through her veins. Yes, she was livid—at Helena. She was convinced Helena was behind the spiked wine that left their father hospitalized and unconscious. But… could Helena really be that heartless? Maybe it had something to do with the inheritance. The more she thought about it, the more disgusted Arabella became. Why do people do anything—everything—for the sake of inheritance? Her father. Her stepmother. Now even her sister? And Harry?

I would forever remember what happened in order for me never to do it again. How else would I learn the consequences of such an act? I wasn’t sure Anja and Leander’s glamour of the pack would have worked, but I must say that I was surprised that it did. Anja even put the glamour over Harry so that he wouldn’t remember what happened to him. I was thankful for that; the last thing anyone wants is for that little boy to grow up remembering how he was killed then brought back to life. This vampiric spell also had people believing that Harry was born from Bastian and Lilly. Even little Harry will think they’re his birth parents. I wondered how that would work when Bastian and Lilly haven’t been t

Harry slammed the end of his scepter into the ground. The dark green wolf fur that adorned it and his green cape swinging behind him menacingly gave off a very intimidating and quite unnerving air. I showed no hesitation as I stared into the cold, black eyes, looking for any sign that Harry planned to kill them. It wouldn't go over well for Harry to kill his neighboring king, but I wouldn't put it past the unstable ruler. I was encouraged by what I saw and continued. "My wife has birthed yet another dead child. I need an heir, and it isn't likely that I'm going to get one the old fashioned way."

Elias chased after her, catching her hand at the edge of the platform. "Harper, don’t get upset over some meaningless comment," he murmured, the microphone still catching every word. Then he turned, facing the crowd. “Harper didn’t do anything wrong. In fact, I am making my child, Lila the heir to the Ward Casino." Lila would inherit. What about my twins? What about Tessa and Milo—the children he once swore would carry on the Ward legacy? Was that a lie, too? My gaze slipped down to Harper’s hand, catching the flash of diamond even from across the courtyard.

Liam stared at him with wide eyes. "This. Do you think I want this?" Harry said pointing at the file. "If I wanted this then don't forget Liam Stone I have full power to snatch this from you. I don't need your fucking donation. I want my wife back. I want my Rose back." Liam was frozen in his place as he stared at the crazy man with stunning eyes. "But why I mean you--" Harry cut his words as he kicked the table away in anger. "BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOUR SISTER YOU BASTARD!" He yelled making Liam stare at him with stunned eyes. He didn't know this piece of information even Xander didn't know.

"But you had babies with my mom ,you could go meet her and tell her that you want babies ``she whispered angrily . I took two steps closer to her standing right in front of her . "I never had babies with you Dora and just so you don't know we never got married ,and even though that marriage was fake ,I never touched ,we never had sexual intercourse not to talk to kissing her ,am not that stupid does ,but regardless I will love to have a lot of babies with you if you don't mind "I whispered sending chili's to her spine ,I knew what I was doing . "Harry, stay away from me ,your security is watching . "They are free to do so after all you are my woman so "

Harry smirked, “You know what’s worse? They say he’s gay and infertile. I couldn’t let your sister get married like that.” Filled with rage, I couldn’t let myself be dragged down like that. I opened the cake I was holding and slammed it to Harry’s face. I shoved the chocolates down his throat and kicked Harry’s balls and he groaned in pain. I pulled my sister’s hair and she yelped in pain.