Bendy X Henry Novels & Stories

A part of him was mocking himself—oh, what lengths his darling Deirdre would not go to if it meant escaping him! How were they supposed to survive in the wealthier western Surstate now that Tobey’s bank account had been frozen? He shook himself out of his thoughts and finally turned to look Henry in the eyes for the first time. Part of him could not help but notice how much the man’s skin seemed to be glistening under the light. “Do you know where they went?” His display of patience made Henry feel honored and special. Brendan was the kind of elite, legendary figure everyone would scrape their knees to lick his shoes clean for—he was so important, Henry would pretend to know where Deirdre an

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

Both were legendary-level powerhouses. "There's a guy in Blumedale, Gabo Creek, making waves lately. Name's Andrew Lloyd," Henry said, his deep voice cutting through the air. Dressed in black, tall and broad-shouldered, Henry sized Andrew up from head to toe. Finally, he asked, "That's you, isn't it?" Andrew glanced at him. "Yeah. Got a problem with that?"

He howled, "You knew I was fine, so why did you detach my leg and reattach it? You're deliberately making me suffer! " Xora remained unmoved. "I wanted to demonstrate that I can do bone-setting." The man and Henry were speechless. "Well, since you're alright now, I'll take this money." Xora picked up the money and returned the card to Henry. "Take it. It should be unnecessary for now." "Alright. Message me if you need it." Henry found the young girl's way of speaking quite amusing. She was just like Yaslyn when he first met her. As Xora was about to turn and leave, Henry spoke again, "Can I have your contact information? "

I was a bit lost since Kaden nodded. “Henry is the best option, but do you think he'll agree? I mean… he's a big shot and all,” Kaden said hesitantly, and I was still confused… who was Henry? “I'm lost…who is Henry?” I asked with narrowed eyes, and Andy let out a sigh. “Henry is our biggest construction company owner here… he's good and can help if you need remodeling…” “Yeah, but the issue is Henry is a big shot and rarely takes small jobs…” Kaden chimed in while glaring at Andy. He ignored her and turned to look at me. He scanned me from head to toe as if assessing me.

Adaeze's steady voice. Only him. Only getting him here safely. At some point in the blur of it I registered the corridor outside. Through the small window in the door, a rectangle of glass at eye level showed a slice of the hallway beyond. Henry was there. Sitting in a chair directly across from the door, his elbows on his knees and his head slightly bowed, not quite praying, just very still, very focused inward, the way Henry got when he was holding something together by sheer force of love and will and refusing to consider the alternative.

Jordan home now. Yes. Please bring him back. When the call ended, Xenia set her phone aside and picked up the stack of photos on the table, all tucked neatly inside a brown envelope. She pulled out one. It showed Henry and Hailey lying together intimately. She had bribed a staff member beforehand to slip something into Henry’s drink. Once drunk, he would lose control. For the past month he had pretended to restrain himself, avoiding all other women. But once alcohol stripped away his guilt, he always followed his instincts.

"Vanelope will try to get inside your head. She'll make you doubt everything—me, yourself, what you want." "And what do I want?" I asked, because apparently I was a glutton for punishment. His smile was sharp enough to draw blood. "That's what we're going to figure out." He walked around me slowly, then stopped at his desk and leaned back against it. “Bend over,” he said. “Hands flat. Legs apart.” My breath hitched. Still, I obeyed. The desk was cool beneath my palms. My hair fell around my face, curtain-like. The leather of his belt creaked softly behind me. I didn’t know what he was doing, but every moment felt like I was suspended on the edge of something sharp and holy.

He pulled out the milkshake lollipop and answered almost laughing. "Genetic mutation? So, you're a fan of that comic series X-Men huh! You know what Eurie, I advise you to not watch that again. You're blurting out insane things!" "Well, my condition is worth asking insane things, Uncle," answered Eurie evidently annoyed.

After the initial surprise, Henry extended his hand. "Mr. Hamilton, I'm Henry Huxley from the Huxley family in Jaedornia," he said. "Charmaine and I are engaged, and we'll be a family in the future." Henry felt very jealous. He had planned to take advantage of Ambrose's physical disability. He thought that Ambrose wouldn't be able to satisfy Larissa's needs in bed, and he could step in. But now that Ambrose's legs had miraculously healed, his plan had gone awry.