Padfoot Knots Harry Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

“Follow me quietly. Keep your head down. I already have someone distracting the men outside. We don’t have much time. Just follow me.” I did exactly as instructed. My heart was beating so fast it felt painful. How did my life even get to this point? We walked past heavily armed men drinking and smoking loudly. Some of them were playing cards while bottles littered the floor. Harry kept using hand signals to direct me. We entered another room that had a smaller exit at the back. Something suddenly pierced my foot. “Arghhh.” Harry covered my mouth instantly. “Are you trying to get us killed?” Tears gathered in my eyes from the pain. He bent down quickly and removed the sharp object stuck under

“On a scale of 1 to dead, how more grounded am I?” “When you get ungrounded, I suggest you look at retirement homes.” I groaned. “But it wasn’t my fault. Ryder kidnapped me!” Harry chuckled. “And that’s why you were kissing him just now.” Embarrassment burned in my cheeks. “You saw that?” “Yep. Ryder is lucky you’ll be grounded until your golden years,” Harry said, his expression serious. “Cause if he hurts you, I will kill him, alpha or not; I have ways.”

"No! I don't want to hear anything else! I've heard enough, Harry!" "Why would I lie?" Harry growled. "Why the fuck would I lie about this of all things!" "I don't freaking know!" Brooklyn yelled and she jumped when Harry suddenly let go of her and walked across the room. "I guess I'm going to have to prove this the hard way then," he snapped and Brooklyn raised an eyebrow when he pulled his shirt over his chest. "Harry!" She snapped. "Now really isn't the time..." She stopped talking when Harry pulled his jeans down, but she didn't have time to marvel over his body because grey fur started to grow in random places. "H-Harry-"

Carwyn Levi's whole body froze. Bad guy… In Harry's heart, he always had the image of a kind uncle, whenever something happened, Harry would run to find him first, this time too. But this uncle that Harry adores the most is the one who secretly kidnapped his mother... If Harry knew the truth, what would he think of this uncle? Bad guy? Bad guy? Or are the scary kidnappers often appearing on TV series? Carwyn Levi began to feel afraid, afraid that his image in Harry's heart would be destroyed.

Henry warned, looking toward the approaching storm. “With pleasure!” Harry's menacing eyes sent a chill down my spine. Charging at me, he grabbed my tail, throwing me against the rocks. I roared in pain, and then his claws began to cut into my flesh, accompanied by bites. Due to his ego and arrogance, Harry didn't realize that I had passed my claws through his belly, making him hiss. “Damn it!” Harry growled, taking a few steps back. “In the end, you got me, didn't you, hybrid?”

Harry enunciated and emptied the gun taking all the bullets he let throw the gun on the ground. I chuckled unable to stop myself from showing my amusement. "Next time you try to double cross me, I will cut you open and feed you to my dogs" Harry threatened and Judy stepped in front of him. "Come on let it go, we need to leave" She whispered and his eyes softened. Damon just stood there like a statue as they walked away heading for the stairs, Harry glanced at me and bobbed his head once before leaving. He wants me to start cutting the knot, but do I really want to escape?

The knot in his chest tightened enough for him to fight for breath and his mind felt like cotton wool when he stood up needing to walk. The music was loud and sweat covered his back and collarbone when he looked around and moved past the loud talking people. “Hey, are you okay?” a warm unfamiliar voice said grabbing his wrist gently so he turned to see the guy Boyd had been talking to. “I saw you watching Boyd and I before, are you friends with him?” “Yeah, occasionally,” he muttered with a hard swallow before looking down at his hand still covering his wrist with raised eyebrows. “Oh, sorry, you just look a little out of it,” he said taking it away and holding up his hands in mock surrender