Lucky Harry Novels & Stories

I felt like letting Tyler go would make my life easier. A ghost of a smile appeared on my lips as I thought like that. “It worked, right?” I glanced at Harry. His question informed me again about his presence which I briefly forgot. “What is?” He smiled, “My idea. Don't worry, you don’t have to pay much. Just grant me three wishes.” My eyes squinted as I glanced at Harry again, “Seriously, Doctor Davidson?” “Yep but call me Harry.” He faced me and smiled, “Wanna hear my first wish?”

I'll just work hard so I can survive every trial waiting ahead of me. I fell asleep as my mind explore deeper down the memory lane. The next day, I wore a simple gray legging partnered with a plain blue oversized sweater and a white rubber shoes. I was about to grab a black cap when I heard a knock on my door. Its probably Aeolous, checking if I'm ready to go out. I grabbed the cap that I wanted and put it on my head. I did not bring anything since the door is magic locked. The door handles recognizes my magic so it automatically opens when it senses my magic. Magic is like out fingerprint and tongue print. Its unique, we have different patterns, no one has the same magic pattern.

MyDavina’s POV: Harry kept chattering all the way, and he seemed to want to do something right away to repay me.I tried my best to persuade him not to think about it anymore. Although Harry was tall and strong enough to defeat several werewolves with one punch, he was as naive and simple as a child. Whoever treated him well, he would give a hundredfold sincerity to that person.I could say that I was lucky to have a friend like him. After getting my room key from the dormitory administrator, I parted with Harry.

Harry lowered his head as he thought about the incident; partly shame… partly gratitude multiplied several times by pride. Shame because he, who was nicknamed invincible had put himself in such a dire situation, left to die; gratitude because it was this person who came looking for him and snatched him from the claws of hell and eventual death when even his superiors, the military had given up on him; Pride because he was his person, his family by marriage. “When did you learn to be modest?” Derek laughed as he saw Harry’s shy confession. “When I was doomed in hell and met the angel of death face to face…” Harry spoke in a solemn voice before winking playfully at Simon “Do you think the Demo

My wolf already decided to get to the bottom of this mess and meet this man named, Christopher Silvia. "Ah, this one? It's tears of joy," I humorously replied, "Why? Is there any rule that I can't cry my heart out because I am happy that my parents were given their second chance to live?" Then I gently rubbed his smooth and shiny curly black hair like I always do to him. Justine extended his smile from ear to ear, and I started to sense his nerves calming. "You, silly," he teases, "You know that I cannot afford to see my best friend getting hurt, remember?"

“Hi, this is Nicholas Dominic of Dominic Enterprises Ltd. There is a situation on my property and I would like your assistance immediately. I think one of my security guards has been compromised.” All this while Nicholas was on his phone, Wendy did not listen to him as she was looking at the house. A movement behind the couch caught her attention. She was curious and was focussed on it. Bella started to come to her senses when she heard Nicholas’ cold voice, and heard what he said on the phone. Nicholas also noticed that Wendy was not focussed on him but on Bella. He used it as an opportunity to show her that he was taken. Bella came up to him near the porch and stood next to Nicholas. She

Yeva Belikova did say a tragedy would be my fate. The man stalked towards me, and for the first time, I realized he was freakishly tall. That dark, penetrating gaze was the only feature of him I could see before he removed his cotton cap and pulled down the thick, black scarf that covered his mouth. Short, medium-brown hair with streaks of gold was revealed; sharp, pale, and fairly aged features popped out at me.

“Well, yeah, but I just wanted you to know you weren’t alone in here.” “Really?” I replied sarcastically. “Now you want to let me know you’re here?” “Better late than never,” he reponds laughing. Someone was cheerful about being in the dark. “I’m Harry by the way. I’d extend my hand but ah, you wouldn’t see it. ” He was still laughing as he slid back next to the wall sitting down. Oddly knowing that I wasn’t alone in this place made things a little easier. “You’re new here aren’t you?” He enquires curiously when he finally stabilized.

"When I saw you in my bedroom, touching that pretty pussy with your fingers, all I could think about was how lucky I was." "Lucky?" I ask, thoroughly confused. "Isn't it good fortune that an omega like you loves me? You make me feel lucky." My heart races because I'm not sure if I really heard that. It feels like a dream, so I don't answer. I simply wrap my arms around Harry's shoulders again, trying to kiss him once more. "No, like this. Open your mouth a little," Harry instructs me. "Like this?" I ask, still feeling awkward as I kiss him.

Then they turned it around on us. "What about you two?" Big Mike asked, pointing between me and Harry. "How long have you worked together?" "Today is literally my first day," Harry said. "You’re doing great. Soon you’d be like our superhero princess! Listen to her ok, if you don't will make sure you do” Mike warned him jokingly. Superhero princess? Not bad. Harry's phone rang interrupting the talk. Harry looked like he was about to enter the ground as he picked and I looked at him apologetic knowing it was his mom yet again.