Mr O Hare Novels & Stories

“For all of you new Bros, are you more interested in dancing or singing recently?” “I’ll do my best for you all!” Harvey pondered, then typed out a sentence. “You should sing the song ‘Boat Tracker’s Love’.” Harvey wanted to tease Hazel a little bit, but a user named “Mordu’s Young Master Walker” dropped by to ridicule Harvey. “What an arrogant guy! Some newbie like you actually dared to make Hazel sing?” “True. Where did you get the courage to name yourself ‘Mr. Tycoon’? Who do you think you are?”

“His name is Rob, and he’s coming over for dinner tonight.” Hilaire nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. “Well, that’s good. As long as he’s from a respectable family, someone who understands our values, someone who won't… you know… tarnish our image.” He paused, a fleeting thought crossing his mind. He couldn’t help but wonder about Aaron, the driver, the young man who had been so smitten with Hilary. He had heard whispers, rumors, about their encounters. But he had dismissed them, convinced that his daughter was far above such a relationship.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

"Great! Could you please wait for a few minutes? Mr. Ryan just finished a meeting. He'll be here shortly." "Sure," we said in unison. "Please, take a seat We walked toward the sofa. I got distracted as we passed a corridor with two doors on each side and a large door at the end, where four men were standing. I could only see the face of one of them, as the others were partly turned to the side or had their backs to me. Mr. Ryan must have been among them, not the one whose face I could see, as he didn't look almost thirty years old; he must have been over sixty

With a growl, he started off to their hideout still fuming. Still in his wolf form, he crept into the place through the backdoor which only he knows and changed back to his human form. His teeth clenched hard as he located his clothes and bundled himself up. His name is Arthur Murray. The Alpha king of the Crescent moon pack. The image of the human hunter that had chased him in the woods still lingered in his head and made his blood boil the more. He had only let his wolf out for a little hunting, having no idea he would bump into the one he and every werewolves dreads the most. Pure Humans! The sight of a werewolf makes their fingers itch to kill.

He stands on his ground as he will surely solve everything to have this game’s end reward. “AND INTO THE RABBIT HOLE, HE GOES.” As the Mistress of Time whispers. Drawing her personal cunning smile as she watches in amusement and unmeasurable glee of what is happening and currently being fulfilled by her little prey. The rabbit, but perhaps the little door mouse, yet probably the march hare? But most specially not the mad hatter. If she remembers it right, well, she doesn’t even care is she remembers, or better yet say that she doesn’t want to remember it. Whoever the character that JK is manifesting in the same, yet opposite way is the delight that she is experiencing right now.

"Ms. Swenson, you are certainly dedicated to your work." Harvey stood by the door, his face full of haughty arrogance. "Who are you?" Mabel furrowed her brows slightly, she was certain that she had never met this young man before. "Harvey of the Harringtons from Andorry!" Mabel frowned and said, "Oh, it's you!" "Oh? It seems like Ms. Swenson has heard of my name. I must say, I'm flattered," Harvey said with a chuckle. Mabel responded with displeasure, "In broad daylight, you brazenly storm into our Schubert Herbary. Don't you think this is a bit too far?"

He pressed a button on a secret place opened. "Let's find your man" Eagle said and lead the way into the room, inside the room were various computers and monitors,just everything a police force needed to hack a system. But all this was owned by one guy. Eagle.

She pleaded with her palms interlocked, her eyes still shut. “ Welcome ma’am. Would you like me to turn on some music for you?” A voice asked and Yan arched her eyebrows. “ That doesn’t sound like Mr. Liu” She muttered and flung her eyes open. Whole and behold, standing before her was a robot. “ A robot? How can I be this stupid?” Yan scoffed. “ Hi, am Joey and you’re?” The robot asked and Yan knew that she must be a female. “ I’m Yan” She replied.

"No," Bunny giggled and blushed. "Harvey is a bad influence...Oh! Harvey...I'm married now, and my husband Harvey cusses like a dock worker...Harvey...maybe you know him? He's something of a celebrity. They made a movie about him years ago." "Is he six feet tall too?" "You've heard of him..." "Actually, no, I haven't. That was sarcasm." "They call him 'Harvey the Six Foot Rabbit'."