Total Drama Island Harold Novels & Stories

She remembered telling Harold that she’s his fan and that he can eat and drink from her shop for free. “Are you really serious about this?” Harold asked. “Well, I don’t have two tongues,” she said. “Then, can you give me a free cake too?” He pointed to the Vanilla cake with strawberry toppings. “I want that.” “Sure. Isaac, can you prefer the cake for him?” “Okay.” While Isaac prepared the cake, Harold stared at him. ‘I could not believe I saw him wearing a brown apron while getting a cake,’ Harold thought. When Isaac worked for Lanceil, Harold was aware that he killed a lot more than one could imagine. But now, Isaac looks gentle and tamed.

“Let go of me.” “Sir… what are you doing?” someone from the crew asked, sounding alarmed. Harold didn’t even look at them. “I’m taking my wife home,” he said loudly. My stomach dropped. “And she’s not working in a place like this,” he continued, “especially not with a guy like him.” He pointed straight at Rodel. A collective gasp filled the room. My face burned with humiliation. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. This was a total disaster.

“No. You’ll see, Jessica. When it’s over, when it’s all said and done, we’ll have everything we’ve ever wanted. Drake will have Calla, and we’ll be back on top. This is how it has to be.” Jessica’s eyes lingered on him, filled with a mix of disbelief and sorrow. She wasn’t sure what to say anymore, so she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Harold alone with his plans. As the door clicked shut behind her, Harold’s smile remained, a cruel reflection of the power he sought to reclaim. The game was in motion now, and nothing would stop it.

She produced evidence of Harold's infidelity and gambling tendencies, which led to him being exiled from the Sinclair family and stripped of all his assets. My name was finally cleared. Meanwhile, Isabelle strayed down the wrong path after she was released from prison, having no other way to pay off the massive debt that she was saddled with. Her body ended up becoming riddled with diseases because of her messy private life, and she ultimately passed away in a foreign land. The weight on my shoulders finally disappeared after I took my revenge on Harold and Isabelle, and I decided to go on a solo vacation out of the country. When I was wandering through a seaside town, I coincidentally stumb

“That’s not true.” “Oh, but it is. Their agreement is coming to an end very soon. And if I’m not mistaken, the lawyer has already served the divorce papers.” Harold’s grin widened. “That marriage was never built on love, Just a business arrangement. A script, Damian and Lira. She’s damn good at acting.” Leo’s heart pounded, he didn’t want to believe it. “She’s married,” he said in a shaky voice. He didn't want to believe what Harold had just said.

But Edmund forced him to sit down and said, "Calm down, Mr. Harold." Harold took a deep breath before saying, "Everyone, silence!" Although Darrell and Jessica didn't have good intentions, it was still Harold's birthday. Harold had already lost his wife. He was also old and couldn't think straight at times; his days were numbered. Half of Harold's lifetime was spent fighting with Kenneth, hence the wish to have called it a truce for today. Harold simply wanted to enjoy the happy occasion with his children and grandchildren. As long as there were no fights, he was happy with a simple celebration. But to his dismay, Darrell and Jessica were plotting something again, and it had ruined his birth

he argued. I couldn't be bothered to keep listening to him, so I cut him off. "I saw camera footage of you and Elise that day, so I know what the two of you are plotting. Why must you force me to expose everything? Can't you leave me alone and save us both some dignity? "Must you trample on me and humiliate me on the way to your happiness for you to finally be satisfied?" Harold began crying on the other end of the phone. "It's not what you think, darling. Please, come back? I'll explain everything to you.

Harold tried to get ahold of Liam several times afterward, but he couldn't even manage to see his face. He eventually tracked down my number through a mutual contact. "You are Liam's wife! You are one of the Reeds! It is your duty to keep your husband in line! Now that the Reeds are in crisis, you two are acting like absolutely nothing is wrong! Where are your manners?!" How bizarre. Harold's roaring abruptly cut off mid-sentence. I pressed the power button and turned off the phone. "If he harasses you again, I'll have the lawyers handle it," Liam said, wrapping his arms around me from behind and resting his chin on the top of my head. "The Reeds' family drama should have ended a long time a

“You also said I was dramatic.” “You are,” he laughed. “I am not.” Harold looked directly at me. “See?” I sighed. “They’ve been together less than twenty-four hours and somehow they’re already worse.” Corbin gasped dramatically. “You wound me.” Harold copied the gesture. “You wound us.” My head immediately started hurting. I bet by the end of the day a full blown migraine will appear because these two. One worker accidentally walked past carrying balloons. Corbin reached out, stole one, and tied it to Harold’s belt loop. The older Alpha didn’t even notice. Several seconds later he started walking. The balloon floated behind him. Corbin collapsed against a table laughing.