I Hate Harrys Novels & Stories

Even though I felt an undeniable connection with Caspian at that moment, I wouldn't jump to conclusions. “Well?” Hilary snapped her fingers in my face. “I—uh… it’s not what it looks like—” Hilary let out a sharp laugh, dragging a hand down her face. “Oh, I’m sorry, my eyes must be broken because it looks like you were devouring the man you claimed to hate.” “I do hate him!” I shot back quickly. “Right,” she clapped slowly, nodding. “And I hate money. We’re all liars today, apparently.”

Gray said and Harry was about to snitch it back but before he could Gray already drink it making Harry rolled his eyes in annoyance and sat down. " Why so grumpy, Harry Harry? " Gray said in a teasing voice making Harry glare at him. " Don't call me that! " He hissed and drink his wine, obviously getting annoyed. But Gray is enjoying teasing him. " I thought you love that endearment. " He asked in a teasing tone. " Shut the f*ck up!! " Harry shouted making the others laugh except for Liam. They completely know the reason why he hate that endearment. " Why are you so angry, alien? I heard from sou that Anna is back. "

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

Ten minutes wouldn’t even be enough for someone to finish a call, would it? “Ha ha ha! What a joke! I’ve seen a lot of douchebags who pretended to be great in front of me, but I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you!” “Switch the host in ten minutes? Ha ha ha! Do you know who supports my family?” “I’m afraid you might piss in your pants if I tell you!” “Hell, you don’t deserve to know!” Harry and his workers roared in laughter. In their eyes, Harvey was no more than an idiot.

I wasn’t ready for another heartbreak, nor was I ready to face Harry again. My heart tightened, and my brow furrowed as a flicker of annoyance surged within me at the thought of Harry. How much I had grown to hate him. I never wanted to cross paths with him or have anything to do with him again. He was such an asshole, undeserving of anything good. He would surely die in regret.

Except for sweating in bed with Leopold. Forget that! My dirty thoughts came back to haunt me. “I want to say the worst of the worst,” I said as I did some light movements in the running area. Harry, who was warming up, looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “Meaning?” “One thing I hate most is exercise,” I replied with a yawn. While Harry snorted, Sarah laughed. She raised both hands in anticipation. I returned to Sarah's high five and laughed together. “I only worked out for one meeting and then gave up. My body prefers to lie in bed,” Sarah giggled.

I sighed big time. I don't know whether to be happy or sad in this.. the happiest rules my heart but I don't know why I'm sad at the same time.. I HATE JOEY HARRIS and I'm going to live with that hate for the rest of my life

"Harry it's okay ,you can cry all you want ,I told you that girl was a good digger but you never listen ,even though because I was in Love with you ,all I wanted at this month was to break everything that you bother had apart ,but that isn't happening ,I don't have much to say and am Going to say this again ,you let yourself to be used by that girl and this is the result . I ignored her words even though I knew that what she was saying was true and looking at those pictures again all I could feel was hate ,she was all curled up in Jericho arms and they even did a video being all cozy with each other this was making me go crazy ,she just can't do this to me even after ball the love and the a

and one day she crossed all the limits, she said ' David don't have hazel eyes , I like men with hazel eyes. I so wanted to shake her up that time but refrained myself by telling myself that she's sleeping but by god , I wanted to take her that time until she claimed a hundred times that she liked every single thing about me and would not even glance at any other man's appearance but refrained myself.

I didn’t know he had this side. And for a stupid second… I wish that hand was on me. I hate myself for that thought. “I’m sorry,” Harper says suddenly. “I didn’t mean to barge in. I just… I didn’t know where else to go.” “You always come here,” I say softly. “This is your place too.” She looks at me like I just saved her. And that look hurts more than anything. Because I know we’re all standing on thin ice. One push. Everything breaks.