Regulus Harry Novels & Stories

Harry replied, "I really love Uncle Levi, Uncle Levi loves me too. But I'm not with Uncle Levi, because Mom and Uncle Levi don't take the initiative to express their feelings to each other, so they miss each other." This kid, what a devil child, can say anything, knows everything. Grainne continued: "So does Harry know an uncle William?" Harry nodded, "Of course I do. I'm also engaged to Uncle William.

Princess jumped off the windowsill and landed on the table, her tail flicking with indignation. "Princess!" Lily said. "Get down!" Princess didn't move. She never did. She was the queen of the house. Damian and Chloe arrived for brunch. They brought pastries and orange juice and a new toy for James. Baxter, their golden retriever, followed them in, his tail wagging furiously. "Uncle Damian!" James and Lily shouted in unison. Damian hugged them both. Chloe hugged them both. Baxter barked excitedly, spinning in circles.

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

he asked still, gauging where his cousin’s head at so he could assess where to intervene if he must. Harrion’s eyes gleamed with malice. “The Southern King, of course. Regulus will be the hardest to sway, but we have already proven that even the strongest fortresses have cracks.” He took a sip of his wine, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of the game. “And when those cracks widen, everything will come crumbling down.”

Like I was already bought. Behind me, Uncle Greg lit a cigarette. His face looked relaxed, as if he had just finished a hard job and was proud of himself. He didn’t even glance at me. “Is this her?” one of the men asked. His voice was low and cold. Uncle Greg nodded. “Yeah. Human. Still a virgin. Should be perfect for what your Alpha wants.” The taller man stepped forward and looked me over. His stare made my skin crawl. “She looks weak.” Uncle Greg chuckled and blew out smoke. “She is. But she won’t make noise cause she listens. Won’t even fight back. You won’t have trouble with her. She’s been trained to obey.”

It’s about Harry".” For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then Kael nodded and pulled a chair out for me to seat. I sat, my fingers locking together to stop them from shaking. Jason crossed his arms, his eyes were hard. “Tell us Aria.” I swallowed hard, forcing the words out of my mouth. “Harry isn’t what he seems. He told me—no, he showed me—who he really is. He’s not just powerful. He’s… cursed. An immortal. He said he’s been waiting centuries to return. And now…” I closed my eyes. “Now he wants to use me to bring back his full strength.”

“Made him blind to the real connection. Confused his instincts.” My chest tightened. I couldn’t breathe properly. “When Kimberley disappeared for three years,” Elena said, “the spell weakened without sustained casting. That’s why Ulysses was finally able to bond with Hazel properly. To recognize what his body had been trying to tell him all along.” The words hit me hard. Made the room spin. “Hazel is Ulysses’s actual fated mate,” Elena announced clearly. “The one chosen by the Moon Goddess. The real connection that dark magic had been suppressing for years.”

"Try to take a step farther." "Look, Haru. You don't really understand, do you?" Lazarus dropped a sigh. "Go on. Tell me, Haru. Who's our target in the first fucking place?" "Regio," Haru answered, almost inaudible. "As much as that word makes my ears ring, you're right," Lazarus grumbled. "Mhm, what else did I say to all of you before we attacked Regio?" "I won't turn my back to them."

“Rhett. We’re… Well, I think we’re related.” “Well, this is interesting,” Harry drawled. “But let’s keep the family reunion quick as, no doubt, the gunfire will attract company soon enough. Where’s Connery?” “Right here,” Connery pushed past the two werewolves and stepped up to Meguitte, cupping her face in his hands. “Meguitte,” he said softly, his thumb stroking over her bottom lip. “It is good to see you.” “Yeah, yeah,” Harry nudged him. “Save the romance for later, Romeo. Distraction now.”

Harry said appearing suddenly at her side with a flick of their golden hair and a grin. “Harry!” She blew out her breath irritated. “Where were you lurking? Did you kill those people?” “Lurking is such an unflattering term,” Harry replied. “And no, not my workmanship, though it’s awfully interesting, don’t you think? Aren’t you glad to see me by the way?” “Which people?” Greg scanned the road and fell on the bodies on the road his brows drawing together in a frown. “Hmm.”