Harvey Dent Novels & Stories

Harvey said before his eyes shifted to my face and he smiled alluringly at me. Harvey was a very handsome man and his look closely resembled Hayden. Perhaps since Hayden was born after him, it might be more correct to say that Hayden resembled Harvey quite a lot. I had mistaken Harvey for Hayden before when I saw his photograph in Hayden’s bedroom. However, Harvey now had short hair which was styled the way that Hayden liked to style his hair. The way he dressed was also similar. And that only made it harder to distinguish between the two. However, I could tell that their characters were vastly different.

David realized he'd been given a golden bullet. "Where does she... " Another memory popped into his head. "Now go", he ordered. David disappeared. Professor Harvey turned back into Harver Morvacain, who chuckled. He could kill two birds with one stone. If Darcy died, Luther would unleash the hellhound in him. And Harvey would have nothing else to live for and use his powers to help them win the war. Processor Harvey's POV "You need to go, sir. The Lioness are wiping out all Demons. It's a kill on sight order ".

Harvey stated, revealing his sole desire. Mr. Reed narrowed his eyes as he silently evaluated Harvey. Initially, Mr. Reed had thought of Harvey as a modest young man with a bit of business acumen and financial talent, someone who didn't intend to serve the family. Little did he know that Harvey was a venomous serpent, embracing those who praised him and striking down those he despised. "Didn't I mention this to you before? Even if I were to agree and not dissolve this engagement, do you think Quinn would agree to marry you?" Mr. Reed chuckled.

He was busy handling the matter within the Viper’s Den and put his men in charge of his company. He even skipped the important events and told Clarice to represent him. Having learned this, Harvey knew it was extremely difficult to meet Edmund, probably impossible at this point. He had expected the worst already, so he was not one bit surprised. When Darcy returned to her office, Harvey came in. He dressed too casually. After he made peace with himself, he no longer cared about most things. “Got rejected? I told you it’s not that easy trying to meet Edmund.” He pulled the chair and sat down opposite Darcy.

I barely catch the remarks Derek is exchanging with Brian, and I'm caught completely off guard when Harvey suddenly rests a hand on my thigh under the table and leans in, whispering, "Maya, are you okay?" My cheeks burn hotter. I swallow hard and nod. So embarrassing. Goddess, take your hand away, it feels so— And as if he's heard my thoughts, he withdraws it, and I almost whimper at the loss of that warm touch. Focus, Maya. Focus. "So who is Dorian?" asks Lazar's second-in-command, the one whose name I've frankly already forgotten. Harvey runs a hand through his hair. "A reject. He was banished from the pack a few years ago for a string of crimes — abuse of power, violence, fraud."

the bartender replied “ He is a frequent customer “ “ohhh, could you recall the events of when he last came here? “ “ohh the last time he came here, nothing special really happened he just came with some of his friends, ordered the same whiskey you ordered , talked with his friends and he left with them” the bartender replied “why are you asking? is he your friend? “ “No he was murdered “ Lucy said “Murdered!!! “The bartender was surprised “Now that I think about it, one of his friends was possessed by a low level demon “

A custom, which the cunning Harvey chose to abuse while he was still aboard the estate. Harvey is a stout,balding man who closely resembles a garden gnome if he dressed as one. The only edge that he has among the other arms dealer that roamed the planet was that he lived longer and that he was extremely strong for his diminutive stature and weak appearance. He saw this offer as a way go make his dynasty in the arms world ten times stronger because as of now, his gift aside from telepathy was to make other people see from his own perspective. Harvey can deceive the mind and even if his gift was considered desirable and strong to many, he, however believes that having more is better. Tonight,

Who would have thought a random man I stopped on the highway would lead me here? "Alpha Keith Harold is making an entrance," I heard a voice say, and I wondered if that was the alpha of the west because I had heard my mates speak a different name; I stood up immediately. I was afraid, and my hands were shaking. A very handsome dark-haired man walked in with Ebenezer.

He slammed the table and barked, “Harvey Ledger! What the hell are you doing? Let go of him—now!” Harvey gave a cold snort and released his grip with a sharp flick. Then, with a mocking smile, he said, “Tsk tsk. What’s this, Mr. Mortensen? Trying to play the righteous one now? Funny, I don’t remember you stepping up when things really mattered.” “You—!” Dutton’s pupils constricted. Roman stood with effort, leaning on his cane. His voice was low and heavy. “That’s enough, Harvey.” Harvey ignored him completely. Straightening his suit, he cast a cold glance at both Mr. Mortensen and Roman Banks.

a new voice called from behind the Council. An old man pushed through their ranks, clutching a briefcase and breathing hard. Harvey, the lawyer. But he looked like he'd been through hell, his clothes were singed, his face was bruised. "Stop," he gasped. "You're making a terrible mistake. That girl... she's not the killer." "Harvey," Renna's voice was sharp with panic. "How lovely that you survived the fire." "Barely." His eyes were hard as flint. "Thanks to your assassins."