Remus Harry Novels & Stories

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

He continued, tightening his fingers around Harry's reddened neck. “Let him go…” I whispered, touching his shoulder as my eyes softened and almost immediately, he let go. Harry, as if he hadn't just escaped death by strangling, whipped his now red head back up, his eyes meeting mine. “I'm Harry, a old buddy, or should I saw, frenemy of your mate.” I forced a smile. “You already know I am but her goes nothing. I'm Andrea, l—” Darius caught hold of Harry's arm and pushed him back causing him to stumble for a few seconds. Yet, as if he couldn't read in between the already clear lines, he still strutted towards us, unfazed.

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

He pulled his suit gently and kept it meticulously on the couch and Ramona’s eyes ran to the white sparkling sleeve he wore inside, it was cool. “ you know what Ramona?” He moved close to Ramona. “ I have missed you so much and I want you home. Why don't you stop doing this to me already? You know I love you right?” “ Oh Harry, just cut the crab already. I am married to Sebastian Sinclair, so go back to your vicious god forsaking dickhead sicko! Go back to Maya!” Ramona yelled at Harry. “Sebastian? The Ugly bastard? The one who cut off Maya’s hands? Oh, honey, You must be joking because I am here to take you back to me” Harry grunts.

Remus, a descendant of a long line of alphas, held a leadership position for a reason. Henrì lunged at him, claws and fangs poised for attack, his deeply rooted rage granting him a surge of strength. Yet, it was not enough to match that of an alpha. “No, no!” I wailed. My heart was breaking. Remus’s fangs sank deep into Henrì’s neck. Weakened and defenceless, Henrì still fought to stand, struggling against the remnants of his fading life. “Remus, please,” I begged from the floor, my voice laced with anguish.

She blurted out. He paused for a moment, and she sensed his emotions swirl around her. Confused, amused, conflicted, determined. “Sort of. You have noticed?” She sighed and relaxed, unaware that she had been holding her breath. He hadn’t grown angry. And now that she knew what was going on with him, it would be easier to handle. “What’s his name?” “He is Remus, and he has been very happy to meet you,” Corvin said as if introducing her to a family member.

Grimacing, he picked up his suitcase, "Damn it! Looks like I entered the wrong room." "Mr. Harry, I'm Emma Willis. We've met several times. You don't forget me, right? I..." Harry held his vest in his hand and walked straight out, "So it's you. Sorry, I'm not good with remembering women's faces. Apologies for the inconvenience."

Therefore, Lars decided to let Harold stay at the Ramos mansion. Along with that, to eliminate the danger… “No way, sir.” After hearing Lars' decision, Harry immediately shook his head in denial "We don't know the Demon.S well, don't know who the Demon is, can't act like that" Harry's answer was as expected of Lars, he was not surprised, nor disappointed, just lowered his voice. "If you don't agree, just take it as an announcement, I'll do it myself" Seeing Lars getting ready to leave, Harry couldn't contain his temper

Harry understood and replied: "Okay, then Harry will visit his mother tomorrow with Uncle Levi." Carwyn Levi carried Harry to sit on the sofa and said, "Harry, there's something Uncle Levi wants to tell you." "What is it?" Harry blinked, waiting for Carwyn Levi to continue. "Your mother has now regained her memory, in other words she has remembered everything! When Carwyn Levi finished speaking, he smiled wryly. Grainne's memory restored whether this was a good or a bad thing to him. She remembered everything, so will she return to Liam William's side? Harry cheered: "Is Uncle Levi telling the truth? Did you really remember?"

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"