Harry X Pansy Novels & Stories

He looks emotionless yet his eyes never failed to show the murderous emotion. He hates her. Too much that he doesn't even consider talking about her. And I don't blame him. Rose is responsible for this. Xander came back and looked coldly at Harry who rolled his eyes. "Well, I will come back tomorrow then. Till then goodbye sis. Goodbye Mr. Storm." Xander nodded looking at Harry's hand that he extended for a handshake. My eyes widened in surprise when Xander grabbed his hand and pulled him in a bear hug. Harry looked startled too.

He gave a straight order without a care in the world of what Harry was actually doing. “Man, I'm in the middle of something here.”He replied and was about to continue, but then Andy had already disconnected the call. Harry is one of the best hackers in the country, he even has an organization of hackers which is his personal Investment. With Harry, they find out anything they want to about any businessman and that has helped them a lot. “Andy”He heard the doctor's voice which brought him back to reality. He stood up and walked to where the doctor stood.”How is she doing?”He asked impatiently.

If only Harry was a monster, and she was the helpless damsel that needed a savior. Haley stared at him. Despite the smile on his face, his eyes didn't give away any secret. His real intention… Haley had no idea. “Our plan is working… what next?” Harry added.

Peter interjected, even more confused. "I don't seek vengeance for family feuds, but that bastard attacked my friend. When I went to retaliate, I discovered he was a lunatic, so I used all my strength to cripple him," Harry explained. "Is your friend alright?" Peter's question made me reassess my perception of his ruthlessness. "She's fine. A skilled healer with a strong foundation in magic," Harry said, referring to Lisa. "What else is in your circle other than werewolf, vampire and magician? Monsters?" Peter, the only human present, was at a loss for words.

The man looks at us carefully for a few moments and then says, “You’re the bitch Harry wants.” I feel Peter’s emotions and I can see that he’s not happy about that guy calling me a bitch. He is leaning on the fence with his arms crossed and a homicidal look. “What does Harry want from me? Does he want to see me dead?” I watch as the man laughs maniacally as he says, “Harry has plans for you that don’t include death.” I nod silently and let go. His head snaps back to his chest. “Okay, so if he doesn’t want me dead, what does he want to do with me?”

The crazy guy just dressed down Frost like he’s a damn college professor. Frost inclines his head. “Point taken.” Crazy Harry shoves his hands in the pockets of his pants and levels his gaze on me. His eyes are a surprisingly pale blue, and they pierce right through me, like he can see inside me. Now that I’m getting a better look at him, he appears a little younger than I guessed at before, though his outfit still makes him look a bit like a California surfer boy gone to seed in his New Mexico retirement.

I was praying for Xander to be the man caught in the trap, so I could see his handsome face again. Oh, gosh! I must be stupid! ********* I swiveled around in front of the mirror, a huge smile on my face as I admired how I looked, My white hair was straightened down and permed. I was primped by Linda a bit, yet my face appeared so pretty. The school uniform really adorned my body, giving me a sexy look as my curves were visible and emphasize through the body clinging white top and brown trouser. I also had a beautiful sandals and socks on my feet.

Lydia spots Halsey and smirks. “Look who it is,” she mutters at Harry. “Our favorite target.” “Excellent!” Harry grins. All of them settle at a table and observe Halsey who still didn’t notice them. “Yo, waitress!” Harry rudely calls her. “Will you serve us or not?” Halsey turns to them and inwardly groans but there’s nothing she can do about it. Instead, she walks up to them with a polite smile. “What can I do for you today, sir?” She asks them. Harry only grins.

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.

I start. “My name isn’t Harold”. He cuts me off. “My name is Harry … Harry Pugh”. I drop my fork and look up like a ghost is standing right there. “But he is supposed to be dead, right ? Andy found him online”. Twigs is saying exactly what I am thinking. “That was kinda the idea, to make it look like that”. Harry had said. “Harry ? Why did you not tell me Yesterday ?” I asked. “Because I needed to make sure you were not one of them. That you were not their lapdog sent to sniff me out”. Harry answered. “I have kept myself hidden from them for twenty-two years, I have no desire to run into them again”.