Total Drama Island Harold Novels & Stories

Harold’s hands dropped carelessly to the bed as he watched her leave. “No! I want to marry you!” He said as soon as she got to the door, she paused in her tracks and slowly turned to look at him, her fingers tightening in a fist. “Still not interested!” She slammed as she turned around opened the door and stormed out of the room closing the door with a loud bang. “Oh Boy,” Harold whispered.

Maybe I could escape from here and be saved. I refused to die here on this ship. “Stay calm here and don’t cause trouble. Who knows? I might let you go once I’m done playing with your mate.” My eyes sharpened on him, filled with worry. “What have you done to Landon?” “Oh,” Harold waved his hand. “I have done nothing yet, but soon, I will proudly tell you.” “If you dare touch him—“ “What are you going to do?” He stared at me, giving me that look that made me know he was looking down on me. How have I never noticed exactly what he thought about me?

Harold explained to Queen Isabella as he briefly glanced at Selene on the floor and the big man, whom he believed to have not seen before. “Okay, Harold. Thank you,” Isabella replied nervously. "That will be all. Have a beautiful night's rest, my queen," Harold bowed deeply as he quietly left the room. Isabella knew more than anyone that her secrets would be exposed if Harold reported what happened here to his Alpha. “Go back,” Isabella said, facing the giant man. The man bows his head deeply as he leaves the room. Selene didn't care about anything; she wanted to hear that voice again. She wants to confirm if she wasn't daydreaming.

I growl lowly. “Isla,” Harold suddenly says, his gaze fixed on me. “We found the car they brought here in flames. But there were no bodies in there. Do you know what happened? That is why we are here.” The pain and fear in his eyes and tone are evident. I feel so much pity for him. I can’t imagine how much he is hurting right now. Exhaling sharply, I press my lips together. “Isla is fine.” “Oh, thank fuck.” Relief immediately saturates his features. “Where is she?”

Though confused, Patrick quickly complied and went downstairs to start the car. The drive to Whitman Group was a short fifteen-minute journey. The receptionist was stunned when she saw Harold. "M-Mr. Harold, what brings you here?" she asked Harold threw her a chilling glance. "Who is currently on a business trip with Joseph?" "Two members of Finance, sir—the finance manager and a new hire named Iris." Armed with a name, Harold went straight to Joseph's office to look into Iris' background. When he saw her photo, he was thoroughly shocked. She looked so much like Frieda before her plastic surgery.

If there was anything he never wanted, it was the news to finally reach the media but then again, it was also to never see Isabella with another man. “Leonardo just calm down” Harold bickered, not only in worry but in fear because he was usually irrationally unpredictable. “I’m sure there is some logical explanation and it could be photoshop and i mean it could b—“ “It’s over” Leonardo’s cold voice met Harold’s ears as soon as he’d sauntered close enough and he looked him dead in the eyes. “We’re over.”

Graham said, sounding as comforting as possible. Isla could see Graham was trying his best to prove to her that he wasn’t a bad person, so she made the effort to calm herself down. "Water." He passed a lukewarm glass of water towards her. "You can take a few minutes if you need to." "It’s okay, just tell me all I need to know," Isla muttered. "Like I said, Miss Pereira. Mr. Harold died and left almost everything he owned to you, you get the company, cars, lands, money—but in one condition," Graham said, his voice growing serious.

"What did you say? They left me and ran away?!" "Stop pretending not to know. I think you guys are just teaming up to fool me!" Cold sweat streamed down my forehead. The bastard Billy was talking about was my fiancé, Jeremy Abbott, and the woman who left with him was Viola Baker, the fake heiress who had assumed my identity for over a decade. They actually teamed up to leave me alone on the island? "Chief, stop wasting time talking to her. We need to teach this little troublemaker a lesson."

King Stefan said as he looked at his plate filled with honeyed Chicken and green beans. The palace matron bowed slightly to the King as she turned and began walking out of the palace. "For Anna's sake" she whispered as she skipped out of the palace. UNKNOWN ISLAND, VALED SEA, AFTERNOON HOURS. "Uhhh my head hurts" Harold grumbled as he shook himself from his slumber and took a quick survey of his surroundings. "Ok, I'm on land, that's better for a start but how in the gods name did I end up here" Harold soliloquized as he turned about and saw smoke rising from the shore.

“It’s nothing much, actually. But this country bumpkin here has a pretty girlfriend, and believe me, she’s f*cking perfect! She’s beautiful, has good curves, and has this unique temperament that really pulls on your heartstrings whenever you see her. You have no idea how many times I had to look for women to vent my frustration because of her, Harold! “Let me put it this way, I still feel this huge urge inside of me whenever I think of her, and I want to have my way with her!” Harold became interested in Thorin’s introduction and looked at Javier curiously. “Hey, country bumpkin. Do you have any photos of that beautiful woman Thorin just mentioned? If you show me her photo, I’ll give you $15