Sirius X Harry Novels & Stories

“What was your specialty?” “What do you mean?” he asks, his eyes glued to the screen. “Back when you were a part of the crew. What was your specialty? I’m the safecracker. Dad’s the mastermind. Martin was our muscle, Laura was our con woman, and Harry was our explosives technician.” Gabriel snorts. “Back in my day, I had to be able to do everything.” “That seems kinda inefficient. Not to mention a ton of pressure.” “It was necessary,” he corrects. “It’s unwise to trust others to do their jobs. Case and point: trusting Lucius as your getaway driver. You were stranded the moment he turned.”

Not performative, but silent, the kind that has no adequate words. “Now I have my full memory back.” Harvey is quiet for a moment. “When you woke up from the coma,” he says, his eyes fixed on a distant point, “the first thing you said was Sirius.” A pause. “I spent the entire next night learning astronomy so I could answer when you asked.” The silence that follows is different from all the others. “She always looked for Sirius,” Declan says at last. “Ever since I’ve known her. She wakes up in the middle of the night to check if it’s still in the right place.”

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

"Have you found anything?" Harry asked. "No, sir," his assistant replied, whispering through the phone. "The staff here are very secretive, and Mr Xander himself is rarely seen. Some people say..." "Say what?" Harry asked impatiently. "They say that Mr Xander isn't even a real person," the man said. "They think he's just an imaginary figurehead made up by someone much darker and more powerful." "I didn't ask you to fetch me stupid rumors," Harry snapped, glaring at the phone. "I sent you there to do a job and do it well. You don't want to know what will happen to you if you fail me."

I followed him, unsure of why we were here. “Hi, welcome to Starbucks. How may I help you?” The cashier said this with a bright smile. Who's that happy at seven in the morning? “Five” was all Six said. The cashier nodded before her, and Six grabbed my arm and took me to the kitchen. “I don’t think we're supposed to be back here.” He ignored me as we walked past the kitchen and into what looked like an office. There was no one there, and apparently, that was the point. He signaled for me to sit down, which I did before the door opened. It revealed a guy who’s slightly shorter than Six but isn’t any less intimidating, especially with his equally taut muscles. He looks Spanish with his rich, bl

Their weapons were trained on us, their faces cold and unyielding. Sirius stood under the harsh light, his gaze drifting upward to the night sky. For a long, unnerving moment, he seemed lost in thought, his expression unreadable. Then, his eyes snapped back to me, and a wide, charismatic grin spread across his face. "It's been a while since I was here!" he exclaimed, his voice booming through the ruined room. "Feels too good to be home!"

Captain Logan said. “Good morning Chief Vincent and Captain Logan, I came here to thank both of you for repairing my Buster Sword. Words cannot express how much grateful I am.” Jin replied. [Captain Logan, a tall, brown-skinned, bald, muscular and bearded man, who is the assigned Captain of the Salvaging Division, he is also the only student of Commander Rick.] “How was your sleep young fella? Did you eat already?” Chief Vincent asked Jin.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

he added. “You should be! I have a gift for you,” Harry said, gesturing for Shadrach to take a seat on the couch. “So, what’s the news?” Shadrach asked. Harry was meticulous in his work, and despite being in his forties, he was well-groomed. He was Shadrach’s father’s most trusted associate and the son of the driver who had dropped Shadrach off at the hospital the other day. Harry’s family had always been loyal to Shadrach’s family, assisting him in covering up a few things. Additionally, Harry was an IT expert, and it wouldn’t take him long to gather the information he needed.

Saad ko. Hanggang sa makarating na kami sa bahay. "Oh, buti naman nandito ka na, Xzy!" "Ay wala pa ako, eh! Baka ako si Xzyrile?!" Pamimilosopo ko sa kanya. "Hehehe, oh! May kasama ka pala!" Aniya ng mapansin si Harvey na nakasunod sa akin. "Hello, Mr. Harrison!" "Hello, Chariz. Just call me Harvey" sabi ni Harvey kay Chariz.