Harry Potter Street King Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If that meant being with him forever, then I’d rather we had no contact forever. He went on, “Teresa was only my first love, a dream to me. But now I realize that dream was fake. You and I are doomed to be together. You can help me get back to the Beta’s position, even the Alpha’s position, can’t you? Please. I’ll be yours forever.” Harry took a ring out of his pocket and tried to kneel down on one knee in the middle of the street. But before he could even kneel, he was kicked away. He fell heavily to the ground, and the small diamond ring rolled into the sewer.

Compared to the holdings of RC Corporation, it was like comparing pocket change to a fortune. “Shut your mouth! What nonsense are you spouting?” Harry roared, his face dark with fury as he jabbed a finger in her face. The veins on his forehead bulged as he raised his hand, threatening to strike her. For a moment, it looked like he might actually do it. Already in a foul mood from their failure, Harry had no patience for Stella’s shouting. Worse, her loose tongue could very well spread the news of their failed scheme to everyone. Did she want the entire world to know about their attempt to alter the will?

Dad, Dante, walks to me and kisses my head. “You should know better that Harry will never do the books. So yeah, I did them.” I say and he laughs just as Church comes to an end and Harry walks out and stops in his tracks, seeing our dad looking at him. He points to the door and bolts. I roar in laughter. He will never change.

The king chuckled, raising his eyebrow, his hand gripping my elbow in a bruising manner making me hiss in pain. "The upper right corner on the third floor," he paused, directing his gaze, and mine followed but saw nothing, "your precious Armand and your carefully preserved wings," he put his hand on top of my eyelids before he enchanted a spell in my ear. I recognized the spell and I knew exactly what I'd be seeing when I opened my eyes and directed my gaze to the said corner above.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

“I told them the truth. My mom begged. My dad… he just froze. But it’s done now.” She let out a soft sound as my lips trailed lower, "That's crazy." Her fingers threading through my hair. I continued, voice low and rough. “You know what this means, right? I’m going to be the heir. Everything my father built and what I had worked for — the companies, the properties, the empire — it’s all going to be mine one day.” I kissed her deeper, sucking lightly on her neck as my hands gripped her hips. “And when that happens,” I whispered hotly against her ear, “I’m going to fuck you in every single room I own. On every desk. Against every wall. In the boardroom after hours. In the master bedroom until

Raisa asked, her voice trembling with disbelief. "Ours," Aaryan confirmed. "My father wanted us to live like royalty here." Zarif chuckled, though his eyes remained sharp. "We *are* royalty. Now, we are the Kings of New York." Aaryan walked to the window. Below him, the city pulsed with life—car headlights flowing like molten gold, the Hudson River shimmering in the distance. He thought to himself: *One day, this city will be in my palm.* But not today. Today was for observation. Today was for survival.

“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.

As this passed through the school and everyone knows that Harry is engaged to Ava, the only daughter of the most powerful family in the world. "No! brother Harry! don't! please stop! he is just my friend! He didn't mean to do that! please! brother Harry!" Ava is crying and begging Harry to stop beating one of her friends, who tried to kiss Ava. Harry walk inside at that time and started to beat the shit out of him on that time. He doesn't like anyone talking to Ava but seeing someone so close to Ava's face and trying to kiss her is something he can't imagine.

and by saying that Harry got up from his seat, but he stopped on hearing Rajat’s next question. “You didn’t ask this girl’s name?” Rajat said on which Harry turned towards him with a smirk and said, “I’m the King of British Mafia don’t forget that,” and by saying that he left from there. Next-Day:- Harry came to his university; he was walking in the parking lot when he saw Sanjeev standing a little far from him and was talking to his class fellows. 1st Harry thought to talk to him, but later he thought what if he took it in a wrong way? So he just dropped that idea and stepped forward.