Harry Potter Is Secretly Married Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Also, they day he asked Debby about it, her expression speaks that she was clearly no more interested in Arthur, yet she came by herself to his place. He didn't want to make Arthur know that he was married to Debby. He had a plan to divorce Debby once his grandfather dies. Harry's grandfather was old and he didn't want him dying on the ground of his stubbornness. He wanted him to die a natural death. This was the reason he had kept Debby. Harry was nearly tempted to tell Arthur that Debby was his wife, but he kept his cool instead. His marriage with Debby would remain a secret. "Come out of the house to meet me." Harry ordered.

Li Wei uttered as he rubbed Lihua's stomach. "I love you, Mr. Jian Li Wei! You will always be Secretly Married to Me, my dear professor!" Lihua uttered and again sealed the kiss. ------------ Author's note! Secretly Married to My Professor has finally come to an end! I just want to say thank you to you my dear readers. Thank you for reading my story and waiting for an update. This is my first ever story and I still have a long way to go in order to make a good and worth-reading piece. But still, thank you so much for reading and leaving your reviews about my story.

I was about to tell her I am getting married too but she didn't allow me to say anything before she dashed off. And this morning I wake up to find her in my house but she denied me and rejected me even after I am so sure she felt what I did feel last night at the cliff. She even called the kiss and accident. I am so mad at her right now but I don't want to judge her so I allow her do her thing. . . . TBC what do you think about Harry Pov? he likes her even before he find out they are getting married. MARRIED AT SIXTEEN 2 💘

I still remember that day, when Harry came to meet me in the office a few months ago. "Brother. I have to talk to you very important." "Speak." I said this without taking my eyes off the file. "Brother, I love Isabella and want to marry her," he asserted. "I know. You have sent her a red maxi as a gift. She also knows that." I was still engrossed in my work, staring at the file. "How do you know?" This revelation surprised Harry. "Do you think something can be hidden from me?" That was not a question; Harry knew it.

Harry’s expression suddenly became serious as he said a little solemnly, “Nene, I heard that you used our marriage contract as a bet and that you wanted to break off your relationship with me.” So, it turned out to be about this matter. It seemed as though Felicity did not hesitate to add fuel to fire when she was downstairs just now. Sienna frowned slightly, and she had a slightly cold expression as she answered, “That’s right. Why?” Sienna was already prepared to quarrel with Harry, and then break up and dissolve the relationship between them. Unexpectedly, Harry suddenly lowered his head, and his hot breath fell on her face. His pair of deep and beautiful eyes seemed to be tinged with unp

Harry smiled and said, "Grandpa, we all know that Rowan didn't marry his wife out of love. I wasn't expecting him to get married when his 28th birthday is just next month. Don't you love Sage enough, brother? Why drag Fiona into this? Or do you have feelings for your secretary and you used this opportunity to marry her?" Rowan's scowl deepened as everyone turned to him to defend himself. Harry was similar in looks and size to Rowan, and he was even more masculine. I made a mental note to keep my distance from him. "Whatever I choose to do is none of your business. Just stay away from my wife and mind your own business," Rowan replied coldly, and Harry smiled. "Of course. I will mind my own b

I needed to know the man I had married, the one who carried secrets that could destroy lives—and maybe mine too. I was lost in my thoughts, my mind raced through everything I had just uncovered. My fingers hovered over the screen, scrolling through article after article, each one darker and more troubling than the last. Harry’s past was a maze, a tangled web of secrets and lies that I wasn’t sure I was ready to untangle. But something inside me couldn’t stop. I had to know who this man really was—who my husband really was. Then, a soft knock at the door snapped me out of my trance.

Scratch that, she deserved that pain. Ripping them apart had been his first act of revenge. Satisfyingly so. He exhaled slowly. Perhaps Gianna was right. Maybe he was insane. “This marriage has to be fake, right? Mom and Dad don’t know, do they?” “It’s not fake. She is my legal wife until I decide otherwise.” His parents didn’t keep up with gossip or online trends, so they were unaware of Hermione’s failed engagement, and he intended to keep it that way. “And don’t go telling them things they don’t need to know.”

"Stop thinking so highly of yourself. Harry takes after his dad's appearance." They were both getting on my nerves, like a stain that could not be rubbed off. "I don't believe you!" Quinton said. Zachary said, "We've asked other people. All of them said they'd never seen your husband. You're telling us that you're married because you want to make me and Dad angry, right?" I loathed to discover they had investigated me, so I told them the truth. "My husband is Jacob Ferrin, the movie star. We decided to get married secretly because he didn't want me to be harassed by the media and his fans."

"When we return to the pack... I won't say anything if you don't want me to. We can keep this a secret." "Why would you think I want to keep this a secret?" Harry looks into my eyes and gently brushes a strand of my brown hair aside. Anxiety continues to fill my heart, leaving me unable to speak, so I simply lower my gaze sadly. "I already told you. You're mine, Helena," Harry repeats, this time more firmly. "I don't intend to let you go." "What does that mean?" "It means I want to make you my wife, my Luna. You're mine... Do you understand?"