Harry X Narcissa Novels & Stories

I was thinking about what Harry had said to me while he caged me with his arms, held me down with his hypnotic gaze and disorganized my senses with his deep, naturally erotic voice. He had appeared like a sexy demi god using his velvety voice, yet he was breaking me. He was breaking my soul without mercy and I was allowing him to. Nelson gave me a naughty smirk "So what are you thinking about?" 'We are not real lovers and we should stay out of each other's business' That is what I'm thinking about and those words from Harry has been eating my whole insides up. "I am so sorry for coming late!" The teacher's loud voice helped me to avoid Nelson's question.

"What is it with you and Xavier? Why would you accuse him of something so outrageous?" Harry exhaled. He beckoned towards a maid who had been standing there all along. "I will explain something you both don't know about. Myself and Anastasia aren't just haters of Xavier. This is all for a reason. Some years back before Anastasia left the pack house, she had come to confide in me about something crucial. And—“ "Why you and not me?" Nadia cut in. "Act your age, Nadia and just listen. I am her godfather and she could definitely come to me." Harry looked angry. "Eight years ago when Anastasia was still so hung up on Xavier, she came to me to talk about something she heard him telling the witch g

Then he replied when he saw that she wouldn't stop crying. “You know you aren't sexy when you cry like this. It's okay hmm” Xavier said soothing her. Then they were silent for a few more minutes and this must be the making up part, I thought—having studied the dynamics of their relationship I knew this would happen and it played out exactly as I thought it would except I was shocked when I started hearing kissing sounds. Following the kissing sound, came groans and moans from Xavier and Bianca, taking their makeup session to another level. I listened dumbfounded as the two adults who were just in a heated fight minutes ago were now settling it in a moment of passion.

Somehow, I would find a chance to speak to one of the Harrison brothers before then. After Malum left, Scarlett called. She told me she and Mrs. Harrison were going birthday shopping together—and that Mrs. Harrison had specifically asked for me to come along. “It would make her really happy,” Scarlett said. I didn’t hesitate. I needed the distraction. I needed air. And more than that, I needed hope—hope that maybe, just maybe, this would give me the opportunity I’d been praying for. To clear my mind. To fix my mistake. And maybe… to finally speak to one of the Harrisons face-to-face.

"I hate to see you cry." "Thank you Aurora, I will give every information you need to know about him, his mother, father and his two sisters and also his business. I will also give you a description of his house so you won't look lost in it." Arabella said happily, wiping off her tears. "Do not fail me Aurora, I know you can bring him to fall on your knees." One week Later..... 7 am. Aurora knocked on the gate of Harryson and the gatekeeper opened the gate wide, when he saw who it was he allowed her to enter thinking it was Arabella.

Caspian and Lucas exchanged glances, clearly aware that things between me and Harry were far from resolved. “I’ll go get us something to eat,” Lucas said suddenly, breaking the silence. He glanced at Caspian, who nodded in agreement. “Come with me?” Caspian stood, giving me a quick, reassuring glance before following Lucas out of the room, leaving me alone with Harry. The moment the door clicked shut behind them, Harry turned to me, his eyes blazing with anger. “This isn’t over,” he hissed, his voice low and furious. “You can play the concerned daughter all you want, but I see through it. I see through all your plans and I won't let Robert be your puppet.”

He looks down at his legs shyly and then stylishly gave Mariam a side look. These two look like two lovers plucked out from a romantic movie. They can make a broken heart want to love again. I am happy that Harry has gotten over Bella's heartbreak, and he is doing his best to move on. I seriously pray for his sake, that the moon goddess makes them mates. “What are you doing in my Luna room,” Nick said from the entrance of my room. “He came to check up on me,” I said laughing as I struggled to get my ass off the bed to go give my sweetheart a lovely kiss.

Again, I heard Aunt Rose say: "Harry has been in prison for two years. You don't even know about his past? No one in this area knew how he was in the Cerberus Guild that day. Who would have hired that gypsy guy if it weren't for Miss Fortune, his mother's friend? The tattoo of a three-headed dog is still on his body. People will recognize and remember his biography no matter where he goes! Fortunately, he doesn't love you. To be honest, I disagree that you love him!" When Aunt Rose said that, she turned her head to look around. Terry was afraid of being seen by her, so he turned and hurried up the stairs, not expecting Harry to be standing upstairs looking at him. The whole story that Aunt R

Phoenix mouthed in awe. " You can say that " Just then, the door of the basement opened and Glinda entered. She was surprised to see Phoenix. " What are you doing here, my dear? I was passing by and saw the lights on " Phoenix pointed at Narcissa and Glinda's eyes glittered on seeing her. " Narcissa?! " She exclaimed happily, walking up to her. " What are you doing here? It's been long " She giggled and pulled her to a hug. Narcissa hugged her back. Phoenix gawked at the two lady's lips parted lips.

He recounted how, in a fit of anger, he and his magician friend wiped out a rogue organization, leaving no survivors, whether they were magicians or vampires. Ethan had mentioned that his investigations showed no werewolves in that organization, so hearing Harry’s account reassured me that we wouldn’t face any further threats from the rogue organisation as that organization was now a thing of the past. I casually brought up the topic of magician, mentioning that I knew a powerful one named Ethan. Hearing Ethan's name from me, Harry, who had heard of him from Lisa, was thrilled. He exclaimed that our connection went beyond mere camaraderie, implying a familial bond. I agreed wholeheartedly. A