Kim Harrison Series Novels & Stories

Though Curtis had told him to stay home and recover properly, Harrison pleaded to start work that he's fine now. Curtis understood why. Harrison was loyal. Perhaps too loyal. The young man treated every assignment like a personal mission. And this investigation would prove no different. Hours passed. Harrison searched records. He reviewed archives, checking government databases. The deeper he dug, the stranger things became. Victor Blackwood existed. Yet somehow he didn't. There were records connected to him. But only after a specific date. Everything before that point appeared missing. It was almost as though an entire lifetime had been erased.

Sherry, looking malicious, cried, “Mr. Consul, that man insulted the great Paladia. You must punish him for it.” Harrison’s gaze fell on Kaze. He froze. It was him! It had to be him! Although Harrison had not met Kaze in person, the latter’s dark eyes were all the confirmation he needed. Harrison took a deep breath and headed toward Kaze. Silence befell the room as the crowd anticipated the worst to come. As tension ran thick, Harrison came close to Kaze. Just as Danny let out a wicked smile, a horrifying development ensued. “Thump!” Harrison fell to his knees before Kaze.

Harrison thought he was meeting David and some associate. I got there early. Ordered water. Waited. Harrison walked in at twelve-fifteen looking distracted, already scanning the room, and when he spotted me at the table beside David his step faltered—just barely, just a half-second hitch in his stride—before he recovered and came over and shook David’s hand and then mine. “Karl,” he said neutrally, sliding into his chair. “Didn’t expect to see you here.” “David mentioned it last minute,” I said lightly. “Hope you don’t mind.”

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

Maria said, stroking her hair. Damian sat beside her, “Rest amore". ***************** Later that evening, once things had quieted down at the hospital, Harrison returned to his office. He needed time alone to think. He closed the door behind him, turned on his desk lamp, and sat down at his cluttered desk, filled with case files. He pulled up the surveillance footage again, the one from the Lux home incident, and watched the masked man’s movements over and over. “Who are you really working with?” Harrison muttered to himself, rubbing his temples. “You just had one mission -to kill Kiara. "You can't be working alone…” he spoke, as if the masked man was sitting right in front of him.

Harrison Hux's involvement in the death of his former secret lover, Miss Luciana Edith. 'There is not much information we can get about who Miss Luciana Edith really is now. But what is now being investigated is the involvement of Mr. Harrison Hux as well as Miss Felicity Rey, in the plot to murder Miss Luciana Edith who is known to have died almost two years ago. All this is simply unbelievable coming from Harrison and Felicity.'

"Sebastian, there’s no one here! Where is Harrison?" Sebastian walked over and gently explained, “Caitlin, actually, this was Brian Lee’s home. Harrison lived here for three years. Brian Lee was a chemist. He had no children of his own and adopted Harrison. Harrison took his surname and became Harrison Lee. He spent three years here, and those were good years for him.” “Unfortunately…” “Unfortunately what? Keep going!” Caitlin gripped Sebastian’s arm tightly, her fingers trembling as she tried to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t want any more twists or obstacles on her journey to find her brother.

The kind of certainty that either comes from years of experience or from knowing exactly how much ammunition the other side is holding. “Of course,” I said. She nodded once and walked back toward the sitting room. Damien appeared from the kitchen corridor with a coffee cup, watching her go with careful eyes. “She was on the phone before Harrison,” he said quietly. “Before his team even called him.” He glanced at me sideways. “Figured you should know.” I stored that information away without saying a word back. Harrison came out of his study at half past nine. He looked like a man who had been putting out fires since before sunrise, completely in control on the surface but running on something

She had a nagging suspicion that Harrison was still keeping secrets from her, and she couldn't help but wonder if there was more to his past than he was letting on. One day, as they were working late in the office, Emily decided to confront him about her concerns. She asked him directly about his past, and why he had been so secretive about it. To her surprise, Harrison didn't hesitate. He told her everything, from his troubled childhood to his years spent as a spy for the government. He explained that he had been forced to leave the agency after a botched mission and that he had been living under an assumed name ever since. As he spoke, Emily felt a strange mix of fear and admiration. She c

Her eyes were filled with nothing but sadness. “I’m not sure but we’ll loss nothing if we observe precautions.” I faced Xyrus. “Xyrus, are you sure that you’re a Harrison? There is no XH in my list, only XY,” I asked in askance. He was taken aback with what I said and it took him some time before responding. There is also no SC and SH among us. Am I wrong? Is the hint just mere speculations? “Yes, I am a Harrison,” he replied firmly. The firmness in his reply just made me doubt him more.