Roy Harper X Reader Novels & Stories

The princess curtseyed before the Lord at the head of the table, "Lord Easton of the Eurasian Eagle Owl Harpy Clan, I presume? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." The Lord's eyes never left Seraphina, and she felt as though this harpy could strip away every lie and peer into her very soul… at least the way he was looking at her. This was the stripping gaze of an inquisitive and respected Owl Harpy. Under King Easton's, Seraphina felt far too transparent, and it made her a little uncomfortable.

Harper I wake up tangled in sheets that smell like Elias’s stupid cologne. My thighs feel sticky. My whole body hurts. It feels like I ran a very long race while someone kept punching me hard in the stomach over and over. This is day one of the three-day sex marathon I was foolish enough to agree to. I stare up at the ceiling. My heart does a strange jumpy flip inside my chest. Yes, the whole idea was really stupid. Extremely stupid. But if Elias thinks he is the only one who can play dirty games, then he is very wrong. He will get me pregnant. Of course he will. The man releases so much every time, and I have stopped even trying to fight it. But the baby? That baby will not live. Not if I c

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.

Dean whined and I saw Christian walked away giving Hailey one last glance but Hailey doesn't realise it. "Oh right! I have to clean the library." Hailey sighed and she quickly ran to out and that makes me chuckled. I decided to followed her until someone pulled me "Lia." Rafael called and I looked at him "Let me go." "Listen to me, I'm sorry." That makes me stop and I looked at him "Wow Lee Young Dae just say sorry, did I heard it right?" I said it sarcasticly "Sorry I'm sorry." He said it again "Rafael listen, I like you but I don't want you to think about yourself and have me for yourself. I need freedom and I have a bestfriend and we already have been friends since kindergarden." I breath

(Don’t worry, she stops herself… mostly. - Just when you’re getting cozy with Rain’s drama, BOOM – it’s Harper’s turn. Five chapters from her side of the story. Harper’s not the type to sit on the sidelines—her arc brings all the spice, sass, and unexpected twists. And guess what? They’ll keep trading arcs every five chapters, unraveling their messy, hilarious, and heartwarming love lives piece by piece. By the time you reach the end, you’ll feel like you’ve been hanging out with your two best friends, cheering them on (and maybe yelling at them through the pages when they make questionable choices).

The latte followed, and instead of taking a sip, I just stared at the steam rising from the mug, my mind drifting back to the council room moment when Kira had stepped forward and offered herself up like a sacrifice The act seems noble then. So selfless. But now, knowing what I knew about Caroline, the cover-up of losing control, and Nick’s true feelings, they felt like something else. Like a sort of manipulation. Like Kira had been running from her past and not necessarily prioritizing my happiness. The bell above the door chimed again. I looked up, and my blood ran cold. Harper stood in the doorway, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders, her grey inner guard jacket zipped to her chin.

Chapter 21 ** Finley’s POV ** Harper is mine. My bond. My girl. My heart. My future. Her beauty entranced me from the first moment I saw her. I almost got my ass bitten by Chase just because I couldn’t resist the urge to stop and admire her for a moment. I should have known then that she was mine. No other female or male has got my attention the way she did. She is so small and dainty, but I can see a fire behind her eyes. She is a fierce warrior hiding in the most beautiful little body. A true wolf in sheep’s clothing. She hides her strength so well that even she doesn’t see it, and I’m here to help her discover herself. I’ll draw her out of the shadows she tries to hide herself in.

Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions. Harper‘s POV This time, I had no intention of giving Wyatt a chance to change his mind. My eyes locked on the faintly throbbing veins in his neck, revealing my canines once again. Wyatt's breathing became rapid, his lips parted slightly. "What..." Before he managed to get out the second syllable, I squeezed his wrist and bit down hard on his neck. At that moment, I felt as if a strong current had passed through us, connecting our souls.

Others that sent shivers down my spine. The Blood Rite. The Lupus Regnum. Pack of the Ninth Howl. My breath hitched as I flipped further. Some of these things… They were supposed to be myths. Myths I wasn’t supposed to find in a journal sitting in Harper’s closet. “What are you doing?” I froze. The voice came from behind me—quiet, calm, but unmistakable. Harper. I turned slowly as my heart pounded so loud. She stood in the doorway, still barefoot from her walk, hair was slightly damp. But there wasn't any anger on her face.

I can’t help the slow smirk that pulls at my mouth. “Didn’t know you were into this kind of stuff, Harper.” Her face goes from pink to full-on scarlet. She lunges forward and snatches the book out of my hand. “Get out.” I don’t move. Instead I take one step closer. Just enough that she has to tilt her head up to glare at me. “You left it open,” I say, voice low. “On a pretty detailed scene. It was hard not to be curious.” “This is trespassing” She scoffs, but her breathing is faster now.