Harry X Narcissa Novels & Stories

"We dealt with the mess from last night. Harry and Stacy won't triumph." Nathan gave a halting laugh. "You think this is just about last night?" His piercing voice broke the stillness of the morning. She stopped. "What do you mean?" At last, he looked at her with steely eyes. "Anita, Harry isn't going to back down. He is searching into every part of your past in an attempt to destroy you. Additionally, Stacy isn't only engaging in her typical activities. She has a larger goal in mind. Now, it's not only about damaging your reputation. They wish to destroy us. A shiver went through her body. Her history. Resurfacing memories she had thought she had buried made her blood run cold. the poisonou

She’s getting better at being a queen, and despite her obvious discomfort and nervousness, she is standing her ground. Narcissa gives Willow a sarcastic sneer and a little bow. “As you wish…priestess.” Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to wipe that shit-eating grin off Narcissa’s face. She leaves without another word, and Willow gets to work casting her spell. By the time she’s done, everyone has arrived.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

I glanced at Ashley, a frown on my face as I struggled to understand what Harry was saying. “And what do they have to do with any of this?” "It turns out we both know his daughters, and he works with your father." “What the hell! Who is it?” Harry chuckled dryly and shook his head. “Fuck, I was such an idiot! I should have done better research.” “What are you talking about, Harry?” “Willow and fucking Kylie—that is who I am talking about. Those bitches had been playing us from the start!” Harry yelled and slammed his fist against the wall. Harry rarely gets angry, and when he does, one should stay out of his way.

Not even being around Aiden made me feel like this. Nauseated. "What's going on with you, Harry?!" Jane snapped coming to stand between us. "You've been acting rather odd lately". As if snapped from his stupor, his eyes blinked, traveling around the room as if he wasn't aware of where he was. Harry scratched behind his head laughing lightly. "Sorry, these days I hardly feel like myself. It is good to see you though Victoria. It's been a while" "Right," I say nodding, glancing back to the girls before turning to him. "Do you think we have a chance at killing Hades, Harry?"

Nora added and he came down the stairs sitting opposite Nora who thought she might have a chance. “Okay fine, my name is Kieran Hendrix, the only child of Hendrix and CEO of M&M Hendrix Production, if you can keep your distance when talking to me, it will be better for this friendship suggestions of yours to begin, no feelings should come out of this as well, is that okay? More rules will be stated as we proceed,”

She stuck out her tongue at me rubbing the obvious fact in my face. Her words pierced my heart as I wiped the tears away. "Look Nadia, I came looking for you to give you your birthday gift-" Harry held up a silver necklace. "And yo-you fucked my sister. For how long has this been going on?" I turned to Harry, resisting the urge to smack his face as more tears sprang up in my eyes. He didn't even know I preferred gold jewelry after a year of being together. He remained silent. There and then I knew it.How could I have been a fool? For how long did they laugh about it behind my back?

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

, Harry said and leaned in closer. Harry's eyes were filled with sincerity as he leaned in closer, his breath warm and sweet. He gently cupped Anastasia's face, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her jaw. Time seemed to stand still as he closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It was soft and slow, full of unspoken emotions and promises. Harry's kiss conveyed his deep affection and longing, every touch a testament to the love he professed. Anastasia felt her heart melt as she responded, the world around them fading away, leaving just the two of them in a moment of pure, undeniable connection.

Harry nodded sweetly, "Aunt Nadia." Nadia smiled and replied, "Harry is good, Aunt Nadia has prepared a lot of delicious food and toys for you. Can the nanny take me to see it?” "Yes! Harry nodded happily. Nadia gestured to the nanny already waiting outside. This girl was the person Grainne and his mother had met when they entered the house earlier.