Red Arrow Roy Harper Novels & Stories

And that's unfair to Ryder. “Hara, listen to me, “Hailey said, after noticing my hesitation in agreeing with her, “Don't forget how much Roland hurt you in the past. Don't forget all the misery he put you through and how he made your life hell. You shouldn't think about him or get excited about his return. You deserve a man who loves and adores you, and we both know that man is Ryder,“

“Well, mostly. She only tried to convince a stranger to let her officiate their wedding once.” “She also offered to arm wrestle me for my truck keys,” Eli added. Harper plopped onto the tailgate, stretching her arms dramatically. “I’m a people’s champion. My legacy will be wild and glittery.” Jaxon handed her a water bottle. “Drink. Slowly.” She took a small sip, then wrinkled her nose. “This is boring water.” “Good. You need boring right now.” For a moment, the background noise of the party faded. The fire crackled. Someone screamed

At his words, the Tawny Prince glanced down briefly, gesturing, "…needs… are of the type the Raven Queen meant." It was unclear if it was from the earlier rage or from embarrassment at Prince Fenn's intrusion, but the peacock harpy darkened a shade or two further of red and purple. From a tomato red to a scarlet sky. Certainly, it was not a good look for him at all. Even if a creature of dubious nature and colours.

Red POV I bend to pick the folded note off the floor just as a knock sounds at the door. “Hey, Red, it’s Harper.” Harper? I hesitate, then unlock the door and open it. She stands there smiling, calm and easy like she belongs. “Look, finally meeting properly,” she says as she steps aside. “Not just quick hellos in passing when the guys are around.” She grins and drops onto the bed as if the room is hers. I blink at her, then follow, before perching on the edge beside her.

Then, I saw a flash of red in his eyes and went still. “He’s not safe.” Harper stomped over to me and growled at me. “Shut up, or I’m going to throw you off this truck.” My jaw dropped. “You—” He grabbed me and yanked me up. His eyes were filled with red light, but he looked more sad than angry. I shut my mouth and glared at him. He shoved me back and stood up, lifting his radio to his mouth and murmuring something into it.

Damon observed it, too. He has a lot of questions on his head on what could’ve happened. He was just declared as the winner of the combat, the worthy one to be a Redmayne’s mate, the one and only Lycan king who has proven himself in front of his people. Harper stood beside him and pulled out a towel. Speechless, she wiped the beads of sweat from his neck. “I’d like to say congratulations but I already saw this coming. You only gave half of the work.” – Harper said

They were nearing the end of the valley and yet they still hadn’t seen their scouts report back. They should have returned by now. Harper became even more alert as she drew her weapon and raised her shield. Just as they reached the end of the valley and the fog had begun to look they say a body strung up to a pole. Harper rushed forward only to find it was George’s body no longer alive he has a deep gash across his chest.

“Oh hey, Ryder. I didn’t know you were here.” “Hey.” Ryder replied easily. “It seems your friend here doesn’t want to attend to me.” Harper immediately turned toward me then sighed dramatically. “I’m so sorry about that. She can be a real pain sometimes.” “Harper.” “What?” She asked innocently. While Ryder looked far too pleased with himself. “I’ve noticed.” I narrowed my eyes on him. On both of them. Harper ignored me completely and set the tray down on the counter. “So,” she said, turning back to Ryder. “What can I get you?”

Harper looked devastated, her red hair tousled just enough to look like she’d been losing sleep. The headline scrolling at the bottom read: THE TRUTH BEHIND THE HAYES SCANDAL: AN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW. "I can't keep quiet anymore," Harper’s voice came through the speakers, trembling and fragile. "Aria is my best friend, or she was. But I realized I was just a pawn in her game." The journalist leaned in, "Aria Monroe? The girl currently seen with Alexander Hayes? How were you a pawn, Miss Brown?" Harper took a shaky breath, looking down at her lap.

“Hey, it’s possible. You might be overcome by base lust and unable to keep your tongue out of me.” She flung an arm around Cole and pulled her closer—she smelled slightly like an ill person, but also cozy and familiar. “Yes. That’s definitely a real danger that you’re in right now. With you all hot right there. But your not redhead." “You mean, you’re gay for a redhead but not for me?” “Shhh.” Harper is a bi even though she cut more into hot girls than she did guys. Yet it had never affected their relationship as friends, it was one of the things Cole was greatful for. She snuggled closer.