Jack Harlow Fanfic Novels & Stories

Finally dropped the fake halo and showed up like the villain she really was. "If you behave, I might let you live long enough to die of old age." Cute. Real generous of her. Even if I'd been totally clueless, they still would've wiped me out. Just like last time—erase, delete, gone. Lillian cracked up, loud and unhinged. "You did this to yourself! Rot here! Everything you had? Mine now!" In my last life, I never got why Bobby and Whitney backed her. She might've "saved" them, sure, but I was their son's wife. That used to mean something, right?

Over the next three days, I relied on the precise schedule provided by the scrolling comments and began my "poaching operation". On Tuesday afternoon, Stacy had arranged to meet her second target—the number one assassin in the entire server of "Galaxy Rim," whose in-game ID was "Shadowfang". I changed into a sleek black, form-fitting outfit and arrived at Velvet Club half an hour early. Shadowfang was a rebellious young man with silver hair, carrying a wild and untamed aura in real life. When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered.

I said, giving Dax a quick hug. Harlow was a street-smart girl, but she had a habit of being a little too optimistic about people's intentions. She was already getting close to Madoc. Too close. And that had me worried. Not because I didn't trust her, but because if she formed some kind of friendship with this vampire, I feared what she would think of me when the time came for him to be taken out. Would she understand why it had to be done? And would she be able to forgive me?

“Please tell me that you are cosplaying.” “You already heard enough.” Harvey shrugs. “Do you still want me to pretend to make you feel comfortable?” “Yes, please.” I don’t think that I am ready for this shit. Harvey gives me an exasperated look. When I stare hard at him, he sighs and closes his eyes. The soot on his hand is gone in the next instant and his nails are back to normal. However, the black ash remains on the snow. I have a feeling that it belongs to Marie, my brother’s ex-girlfriend.

She says to Parker, and he smiles, getting closer to her. “Okay, no, that will not happen. I told you my friends are off-limits, Parker,” I say, and Harlow rolls her eyes as she shoves a strawberry into her mouth. “You’re no fun, you’re not the only want that wants an older man to fill in the gaps,” Harlow says I go wide-eyed and she realizes what she said and she fake coughs. “You know that Jason Momoa is a lot older than you, right?” She says and I can feel my heart rate going back to normal as Peter tightens his grip around my shoulder.

"The Ravager Wolves are not the only team we play against." "So you prefer to lose to the Ravagers?" Jax demanded, turning sharply to follow me. "No," I said, spinning around to face him. "All I am saying is that I do not care about those fans, whether they leave or not. And Val will be mine soon. I’ve already taken care of that." Jax froze, his stick resting flat on the ice. "What do you mean by that, Harold?" "I mean to say that Horace and Val’s relationship is fake," I said, a confident smirk finally returning to my face. "And you of all people should see it."

"You little punk, I hope you trip and fall." Derek hissed at her. Knowing that she was pissing Derek off, Harlow rolled her eyes at him, then made faces by use of her powers. "I'm not the one with two left feet, Derek. Besides, I'm a vampire, so I'm more coordinated than you." Derek only scoffed instead of answering her. "Harlow, aren't you excited? In less than two weeks, you will be able to find her mate." Johan said, walking backwards as well, falling into pace with her.

“He couldn’t even peel my fingers from his neck. Did you choose him on looks? Because I think we can all agree, he is not that scary.” “You cunt!” Harlow looks around, but it is just the four of us and a dead body. His brow is dipped into a deep frown, deciding whether or not to attack. He would be stupid to try anything. However, as annoying as he is, I needed him alive to help little Wolf get her answers. “Now, now, don’t go throwing words around that you don’t understand,” Stevens muses. Harlow growls at us and jabs a finger towards my little wolf. “I wanted to apologise to her for my actions, but now you have gone and killed my Beta. How will it look to my people if I do nothing?”

Her chest tightened at her words, and the corners of her lips quirked upwards, almost in amusement. "Oh, has he not told you about his past? It's quite something. His brother, Sabin, kept rambling on and on when we injected him with a dose of our serum." Harlow gritted her teeth together, struggling against the straps, locking her down. "Do you want to know how violent and monstrous your mate is, Harlow?" Harlow shook her head. "I won't believe anything you say."

He dreamed of cold blue eyes… and sharp fangs close to his skin. The next morning the sports headlines were everywhere: “Harlow’s Hero Shot Sends Flames to the Finals.” Alex crushed the newspaper in his hand. Summer training camp was coming soon. Many NHL stars would train together. Jake Harlow would be there. “Good,” Alex muttered. Next time they met on the ice, Alex planned to beat him. But deep down… he was already waiting for the collision.