Harry Potter Pushed Too Far Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I hated how Theo succeeded in reducing my very strong, fearless, independent sister to how she was now. “We got you, Helaine, please trust us.” Harry told her before physically reaching out. Theo stared at us in confusion. He was so out of touch with what was really going on. I saw it when it started happening, he slowly reached out but stopped himself last minute. “What the fuck are you doing? Get away from me you crazy bitch!”

"I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure! "Haha, I can hardly wait anymore. For the sake of my happiness, you'd better hurry up!" Harry had already planned everything, after forcing Woody to cripple his own martial arts aura, he would take him along to the hotel. He wanted Woody to kneel at the door and watch as he had sex with Mabel and Penny. He wanted to satisfy his twisted psychological desires! Mabel lashed out, "Harry,

Chapter 1592 Her slow and steady breath seemed to ignite a blazing fire that burned from the tip of Harry's earlobe to his heart. His last trace of sanity reminded him not to fall for Noah's trick... "You bitch!" "We've come this far. Are you sure you still want to hold back your desire? Isn't this a win-win situation? You should know that once you stepped into this hotel today, there's no turning back..." There were two conflicting voices inside Harry, and upon hearing her final sentence, he went crazy with anger.

I looked again and it was gone. Mad! I am completely going mad! " I swear, she is a witch!" I muttered slowly to myself and got down from the bonet, smiling at my silly thoughts. HARRY'S POV "Ahhhh!" I was thursting inside the girl, I brought home from club tonight. It felt so good, while I was near climax, when my phone ringed. I decided to ignore it, getting lost in pleasure thrusting faster, but then my eyes opened wide, hearing the ringtone "Who let the dogs out" playing. It was the ringtone, I saved for Boss's call.

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.

“What do you think? Miss, don’t try to sleep with any man you see.” Harry’s body tensed at the contact, and three words broadcasted in his brain: ‘Push her away!’ On a second thought...he could use Dior as a shield. There would be another Zoe, after all, especially when his Grandma figured that he had broken up with Sonia. She would keep introducing women to him. He was in no mood for this. With that in mind, Harry allowed Dior to put her hand on him, while Dior, noticing he did not flinch, was very pleased.

Before Harry can complete his words, a comment from a fan catches his eye. ‘This Harry is so disgusting and shameless. I can’t believe that he’s behind everything that’s happening and still dares to trick us. Everyone, go and check the post uploaded by the Actor’s Chasing Clout blog.’ Harry freezes, and his eyes flash with mixed expressions that include disbelief and petrification.

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.

The sound of bones breaking kept ringing in Summer’s ears. “Harry, what are you doing?!” Summer was flabbergasted. “I can’t make it up to you, but at least I can feel your pain! It’s fine even if you want to chop off all of them!” Harry broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain. “You’re crazy!” Summer couldn't find any other words to describe his actions. “Yeah, I’m crazy…” Harry smiled bitterly. The moment he knew the truth, he had already gone crazy.

Harry's own laughter had brought tears to his eyes, and he wiped them with his sleeve, Jackson sat, seething and unable to find the fun in their rather unfortunate situation. "Call it whatever you want, Call it whatever you want!" He stood, his back hunched and his balled fist on the table, banging hard, hard enough that the bottle before them threatened to tip over. "I will not let go of that woman! I will not! Slowly and steadily, I'd make my way into her heart and she will love me!" He bit on his bottom lips, his eyes laced with a blazing red. Harry walked around the square room, his hand pressing against his forehead. This psychotic version of his brother sure was a new one. It's always