Red Harris Novels & Stories

I could delete his entire legacy with one keystroke. But that was too quick. I wanted him to feel the slow burn of losing everything, just like I had. A notification popped up on my private line. Liam Ravindra: I’m in the lobby. I don’t like waiting, V. Are we doing this or not? My heart hammered against my ribs. Liam Ravindra. The man who owned half of the tech infrastructure in the Eastern Hemisphere. The only man Randell Sterling truly feared. I stood up, smoothing my jacket. I grabbed my tablet and headed for the elevator.

This Black was his friend in his early years, mainly as a hacker, originally had entered Silicon Valley, but ended up almost dying because his skills were too outstanding, it was Randall Harrah who saved him, since then he owed Randall Harrah a favor and followed Randall Harrah to do something.

He asked as I began tracing circles across his bare chest. "Xavier you just came home, woke me and fucked me, som-" "Language," he scolded slapping my ass slightly and I smiled kissing his jaw. "I'm sorry, but I know there is something bothering you," I finished and he sighed kissing my forehead. "I had a meeting with Mr Harris" he mumbled and looked up at him to see him frowning. "What did he say?" "A whole lot of bullshit, trying to get more money," he mumbled "Subject change," he whispered his eyes still trained at the ceiling and I pulled away sitting up causing his gaze to divert to me.

I don't always turn it on, but when I do, I've never had a problem getting what I want. But I have a feeling Finley Mennetti is different and I may have to work a little harder to gain her trust. The sassy Irish redhead inside her might give me a run for my money. But, the truth is, when I set out to seduce a woman, I don't fail. I haven't yet, anyway.

✨✨✨✨✨ Russell I drove to the small grocery outlet in town, parked the car, and headed inside. The place looked more prominent than the last time I was here. Indeed, this place was remodeled. No wonder it was closed off last year. "Hey, Patty!" I greeted an elderly lady at the register. She had worked here for as long as I could remember. "Hi, honey. It's good to see you back home. I hear you brought home a hottie with you. When can we meet her?" She says, making me lower my head to cover my blush as I chuckled.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

I asked, already dreading the answer. “Hawk is dead,” Xander said. “We have to get moving,” Odysseus said urgently. He was addressing Devin, Arya, and Xander, but we all heard it. “I know you grieve the warlock, but the hydra’s heads are already beginning to grow back. We need to be gone.” He was right. We all knew it. But Hawk had been with us since the first battle against the Riding Hoods. Walking away from his body felt wrong.

Elder Jasper, a great vampire elder and the oldest of vampires present in that meeting with over a century and fifty years he has lived cleared his throat and began to address the members. Harold sat at a corner slightly apart, he wasn’t part of the coven as the power to be among was taken from him the moment he lost the battle to Lucas many years ago. “Today, we are here because one of us has called us here to present a matter to us and we must be calm and hear what he has to say. Matteo, what is it you have for us?” Matteo stood from his seat and crept forward after exchanging a quick look with Harold.