Sirius X Harry Novels & Stories

Gracie was surely scared of Niall when he got angry but seeing Jason's eyes darkening with pure rage was something that had her body feel chills in August. Sira closes her eyes to compose herself and smiles sarcastically, as she asked. "Oh, may I know your name?" Gracie could see how angry she was. Sira could almost cry and stab someone's throat at the same time. "Harold Corrigan. You can call me Harry." Harold grinned.

He looks emotionless yet his eyes never failed to show the murderous emotion. He hates her. Too much that he doesn't even consider talking about her. And I don't blame him. Rose is responsible for this. Xander came back and looked coldly at Harry who rolled his eyes. "Well, I will come back tomorrow then. Till then goodbye sis. Goodbye Mr. Storm." Xander nodded looking at Harry's hand that he extended for a handshake. My eyes widened in surprise when Xander grabbed his hand and pulled him in a bear hug. Harry looked startled too.

Victor has no idea what the f*ck Ariadne's talking about, which sets him on razor's edge. "-That was me, motherf*cker. That week, I smoked those black dragons like a Queen." Victor knows that Harry deals in expensive cigars, black dragons being his favorite. Something connects in the wolf's mind. Ariadne had once stolen from Harry, probably under Arthur's orders. Harry offers no insight into how his warehouse could have been hit except this. "F*cking barrels." "I saw you way before you first saw me," Ariadne hums. It never occurred to Victor that Ariadne knew who Harry was before the first introduction.