Louis X Harry Novels & Stories

Liam asked “Don’t do anything. Just wait for me. Wait, I would turn back now. Roland can wait” Xavier said and he ended the call. He was back at the house in fifteen minutes. He picked up the arrow and he looked at it “The arrow, it is a poisoned arrow. We need to get Louis” Xavier said to him “Who is Louis?” Layla asked him “She is a witch, a really powerful witch” Xavier said as he looked at her. “How do we help him while you go and get this witch?” Layla asked him

Just then, a black Porsche Cayenne came to a stop outside the office building. Harry Sawyer, a young man in a gaudy patterned shirt, got out of the car, his chest half exposed. The gold chain around his neck gleamed under the sunlight. Whistling, he swaggered toward the entrance. Tensing up, Louie hurriedly reminded Damian, "Get ready for the greeting, Damian!" Startled, Damian remarked, "Louie, didn't you mention that people who aren't dressed properly can't enter the building?" Louie nearly had a heart attack. He wanted to hiss at Damian to keep his voice down. Wasn't it a given that the rule only applied to certain people?

Simply by observing the manner in which Louis, Terry, and Harry interacted with one another just now, Jenny, who appears to be a very perceptive person, realized that there was some kind of connection between them. Jenny entered the room, saw that Harry was gone, and motioned for the two of them to leave by saying, "He's gone, you can get out!" When Terry saw Jenny freeing her from the siege just now, she had a sneaking suspicion that she had a basic comprehension of the events that had transpired. Terry, upon realizing that Jenny was someone he could confide in, did not shy away from saying, "In point of fact, I think Harry and Louis are both decent people. So it's really important to me th

Not only because he had engaged Wales but also because that trust his master had within him, needed to be maintained at all dear costs. Now, he stood next to him, both hands buried in those rich Louis Philippe pockets, as he stared hard at his assistant, the trust he had grabbed from another well-embraced company, King Liar thirteen years back. "So, as always, send someone in for the package." Harry bowed in respect. "Yes sir." He made sure to keep an eye on his master, till the door closed behind. Then a smirk or a giggle perhaps fell from his lips. Just thinking how his master craved food brought forward it always.

His fate has changed… Harry pauses, and his shocked expression turns professional upon seeing Oakley step into the set. Without taking a glance at Oakley, Harry composed himself and began to respond for Oakley’s hearing, “The Xhale brand wants to collaborate with me? Of course, I have always loved the Xhale company; it’s my goal to work…” Oakley nonchalantly tucks his hands into his pocket and walks past Harry, not sparing him a glance. His expression is calm and his whole person composed. It’s as if he didn’t even notice Harry.

Louis was the famous violin prince, so he definitely could reach out to a lot of people. Not only that, but he was also an alumnus of the Royal Academy of Music. Kennedy was stunned. He thought Maisie would look for Helios, but he did not expect that she was actually talking about Louis. Although it was not a bad idea to ask Louis to become the spokesperson of Soul Jewelry, and Kennedy was certain that Louis would get the job done beautifully, would Louis agree since he had never become the spokesperson for any brand before?

Louis strangled Harem with one hand in a private room, his face full of anger and cold, murderous eyes. Harem realizes that Louis is getting stronger by the medicine he made himself. Louis gritted his teeth and said: "Why do you dare to stop my intentions?" Harem tried to remove Louis' strong hand from his own; he said fearfully:

" Louis was jealous. "What's so great about Mr. Harper? Why does your mood improve when you see him? Warde Corporation is the empire I conquered for you. If you don't want it, I'd rather destroy it than let them benefit from my hard work. Don't rush off. Stay and watch the show." Victoria wasn't keen on doing that. "I'm not interested. Benjamin's waiting for me." Louis grabbed Victoria's arm and said, "Mr. Harper is inside as well."

As I waddled through the luxury baby store, pointing to cribs, gold-plated bottles, and a diamond-encrusted pacifier, he followed behind carrying everything. “I think this stroller’s too basic,” I said. “It’s Louis Vuitton,” the saleslady gasped. I turned to Harry. “Is it too basic, babe?” He didn’t even flinch. “We’ll take the one made of carbon fiber. The space-tech one.” The saleslady nearly fainted. I strutted over to the maternity lingerie section and held up a sheer red nightgown with open cups. “Thoughts?” Harry’s eyes darkened. “That’s not for sleep. That’s for punishment.”

Louis exclaimed stepping out of my office, "I was looking for you, babe. I wanted to introduce you to August. August, this is my wife Eva.” "Oh, you have exquisite taste, Louis,” the man nodded, taking my hand to bring it to his mouth. “If this is how your wife looks like, I don't want to imagine how she... sings.” A shudder of repulsion ran through me when his mouth made contact with my skin. Who the hell was this guy? "I think I'm at a disadvantage,” I said, pulling my hand back, "Who are you?" He just chuckled; a fact that brought me even closer to Louis.