Harvey Tales Novels & Stories

Unbeknownst to me, I was moving away, I was almost in the middle of the woods when I heard crackling sounds, my eyes widened when I saw Kevin, two monsters and them when the direction of the pungent odor direction. I immediately backed away and hid in the nearest tree. A monster carrying a girl and monster lay down the girl in front of Kevin. He seemed very happy with the unconscious girl they got. It was too late for them to get the 11th woman they needed as a ritual sacrifice. I didn't know how to call them Reginald because I was so far away from them and Belle just confused us because they seemed to know we were coming for them too.

" Skyler cleared his throat again, his voice wavering. Dr. Harper watched him with a gentle, empathetic gaze, her patience palpable in the quiet room. *Now or never. Fuck it,* he thought, bracing himself. “There’s been this… new... development,” he began, the words stumbling out, “in my, uh… family. Dr. Harper maintained her gentle, empathetic demeanor. "Go on," she encouraged softly. Skyler hesitated, his heart racing as the words tumbled out before he could stop them. "I can’t believe I’m saying this... but my brother and I… We did stuff. *Sex stuff.”* For a split second, even the always-calm Dr. Harper seemed to lose her composure, her expression faltering ever so slightly. She quickly re

Angelique was his angel and he wouldn't mind tearing the whole world apart if anyone dared to hurt Angelique. Harvey worked in a small hardware store downtown. A total nerd with big glasses and always kept to himself. No one knew that he was a genius in front of a computer screen and also a scoundrel when it came to hacking into famous celebrities's personal information and details that could ruin their image. Angelique was a famous model and was always on the front covers of famous magazines like Vogue, GQ, Elle and Vanity Fair. Harvey had been threatening many famous people of leaking private information about them to the media which could ruin their public image for many months now in exc

mumbles Harvey, "Could you fill me a glass of water?" "Of course," the maid hurries to give him some water and looks at him with confusion, "Young Master, is there something you'd like to eat?" "Something bland," Harvey strokes his stomach, "And a stomachache pill." the maid nods and hurries to the kitchen. Harvey lazily walks to the bathroom to have a shower. He can't be sick today when there's a big event waiting for him. It's the first time Harvey organises something, and there's no way something or someone would ruin it.

The dimly lit room smelled of stale smoke and whiskey. Harvey sat at a small table in the back corner, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the wooden surface. He stared across at Roland, a grizzled man with a scar running across his left cheek. Roland’s cold eyes watched Harvey carefully, waiting for instructions. Harvey took a deep breath, breaking the tense silence. "I’m giving it one more shot, Roland," he said, his voice low and firm. "One last chance to win Celine’s heart without resorting to…drastic measures."

I thought it was the beginning of a thaw between us, and I was so excited that I barely slept for days. I prepared an elaborate dinner at home and even lit scented candles to set the mood, but I never expected Tilly to walk in with Harvey, who looked disheveled, as if he'd just been beaten up. He stared at the carefully arranged room, eyes trembling, and spoke in a broken voice. "Tilly… even though my business failed and my father's gone, seeing you living so happily like this is enough for me." Tilly frowned and shot me an impatient look. "Jace, didn't I text you and tell you not to do all this? Harvey's dad just passed away today. Are you deliberately trying to upset Harvey?"

Then, just when everyone was like a cat on a hot tin roof, the darkness suddenly burst open like a black cloth that was ripped open, and light reentered the cave. Tigreal was incensed, and he turned around, shouting, "Harvey, I asked you to—" Before he could finish his sentence, Tigreal was stupefied. The others also turned their heads as they were puzzled, and they were all stunned. Harvey was pierced from the back by a black spear, stabbing out of his chest. The next second, blood gurgled out and exploded into blood mist in mid-air.

Then, his expression shifts, and a dashing smile spreads across his face as he steps forward. "Hi, I’m Harvey. And you must be Alethea," he says smoothly, stretching out his hand for a firm handshake. I force a polite smile, my instincts immediately telling me that Harvey is the kind of guy who spells trouble—not in a dangerous way, but in a way that could easily leave a woman tangled up in boy trouble. "Yes, I’m Alethea," I replied, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you, Harvey.” "So, let's get started," Harvey says as he gestures for me to follow him.

"Sleep, dear. You have a long day tomorrow." Harvey left his room and made sure that his woman was safe. Then, he went down to the torture room and they seemed to have fun. "Cut off the thing," Harvey told them. "One by one?" Viper asked, confused. "Yes," "Nice!" They cheered up. After watching their penis gets cut off. He left the torture room. Then, he finally left the base and used his motorbike to go to the villa. It's tight security but he knew well where to sneak.

Oddly enough, Harvey actually knew about my dreams. Hence, that could only mean one thing—he had read my diary before I burned it. I didn't understand why he would do this. Did he ever secretly pay attention to my feelings? Nevertheless, all those happened long ago and no longer matter to me now. After my passing, Harvey seemed to have turned into a completely different person. He became slightly delirious and would constantly talk to himself in the room. Sometimes, he even giggled into the air, nodded, and promised something.