Wiley Harpe Novels & Stories

Harvey's smile turned sinister. "So what if it's a threat? I'm Harvey Weller, heir to the Weller family and the most prominent of Jayrodale's elite four. If I weren't worried about Christie getting suspicious, I would have taken you down already." Andrew chuckled, unfazed. "You're awfully confident. Well then, why don't you go ahead and try?"

She looked like a wartime sovereign. "And they have woken up to reclaim it," Harper continued, her boots echoing on the steel floor. "My name is Harper Sterling. Twelve hours ago, I spoke into your minds. I brought you here because conventional armies have already lost this war. Bullets and missiles do not kill gods." Elias Vance, the disgraced pilot, scoffed defensively. "And you think we can? I got kicked out of the RAF because I kept seeing 'hallucinations' of the sky burning. I'm a headcase, sweetheart. Not a savior."

"She even dares to call him a liar after trying to break into his company. Such a vile woman. Take her away already." One of the officers came forward, and pulled Jules away, toward her cell. "Let her go this instant," someone yelled, making everyone stop abruptly. They all turned in the direction the voice came from and gasped in surprise. "Mr.Harper!" Jules squealed in excitement. "Mr.Harper Scott, What brings you here?" one of the officers said, striding towards him. They all recognized him because he was the richest and most influential man in the country, and he was also popular.

she added. Harvey was unwilling, but he stiffly nodded. He never thought he would fail at the hands of a woman. “I understand. I will make the arrangement, but let me tell you about the Wittersons first.” He had been living in Westeros for a while now and knew the city better. With Darcy new around the block, it was difficult for her to secure a connection with the Wittersons. “I believe you already know about Edmund Witterson. He’s a member of the Viper’s Den and is now fully in charge of the organization.

Carter straight up looked like a hot typical villain in any action movie. “Of course, Emily and I would be there.” Carter says in a not so friendly voice with a small smile on his face as he whacks Hank’s hand away from me. My eyes widen as I look at Hank, who was equally surprised. He hurriedly leaves my apartment after which I start gasping out my breath as I have a mini panic attack. “Oh my god. This is horrible. I can’t go to the wedding alone now. It would kill me. Seeing the man of my dreams marry someone else. And then after you, the mystery super-hot villain guy also leaves me. I would look like a lose-“

Wiley said, her hand wounded as she turned both of us around. It was a man. I didn’t think I had met him before—brown hair, brown eyes, and simple clothing. "Your 'dear friend' is crying," he stated the obvious with an annoyed look on his face. "Oh, don’t tell us you’ve also taken a fancy to her. Hilda wouldn’t like that now, would she?" Kelly retorted. He looked at me for a few seconds before walking over and unwinding Wiley’s arm from around my neck. He said real low, "That’s for me to be concerned about."

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”

I said blatantly. “What if I can’t!? The last time I healed Jade and I, I was running on emotion, and my adrenaline was in high gear, trying to save our lives!” She was blurting it out, thinking I would change my mind. “I’ll banish his wolf for a little bit so he can’t have shifter healing, and you’ll have your adrenaline to help you,” I say smirking. “Okay, I know the plan, but do you think you can take away some of the pain with this exercise?” Alpha Wyatt asks me.

Several people had marched out of the entrance. Both men and women were present in the group, all wearing identical arrogant expressions on their faces. They glared at Harvey with hostile eyes. One of them pushed out a man on a wheelchair, who turned out to be none other than the man whose rib cage Harvey crushed: Wyler Ward himself! Wyler looked no different than a cripple, but the evil gaze in his eyes was as clear as day. “Harvey York!” Wyler glared scornfully at Harvey, gritting his teeth.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"