Bendy X Henry Novels & Stories

Bernard turned to look at Henry as his soft eyes suddenly turned a little intimidating. Hmm? You're not afraid of me even though I'm pissed right now? Why should I be afraid of you when you're mad? "Henry asked in reply nonchalantly, and he was as emotionless as a robot." "Since Bernard rescued Henry from the hospital, the latter had worked for him. This was how Henry's personality had been since then." Does your arm still hurt? Bernard looked at Henry's arm subconsciously while he asked this. "Previously, Mango had cut off the tendons in Henry's hand. Although Bernard had managed to rescue Henry in time and reattach his tendons, the latter would still suffer from lingering side effects. Hen

Henry landed on the floor, the back of his head hitting a small hardwood table. Henry hissed at the pain, then slowly helped himself back up. Yes, Brian was more muscular and it was obvious to everyone that he had more strength than his younger brother, Henry. But Henry didn't want to be weak anymore. He also wanted to show his elder brother that he could fight for what he wanted.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

This continued for a few runs before Henry who was silent till now spoke up with a smile “I’m afraid sir, that won’t be answered no matter how many times you try” “What makes you so sure?” Garret asked in a mocking tone. Mr Henderson and his CEO were best mates, and he would never refuse him. “Because the other half of my name is Henderson” Henry spoke in a neither arrogant nor servile tone. Garret “” Dana and the team also looked at Henry with a shocked expression. ‘The calm, laid-back, humble lass was the son of the most revered lawyer in the country with a record of never failing in court even if his client had iron clad evidence against him?’

Hendry got naked the second he was done taking off Brody's sweatpants and shirt. "Come on buddy, watch them," Hendry said as he took Brody's engorged dick in his hand and started stroking it back and forth. "You want her to ride you?" Hendry asked, biting his earlobe, moving to his side, and taking his leg with his telling him to make some space for them.

He had left the family when he was a child, and they had not expected to meet again. Most importantly, his brother was a disciple of the top master in Islehaven. His strength was extreme and terrifying. Henry would not be able to defeat him by himself. "Don't worry! "I'm Master Bentley's disciple and have strong fighting skills. "For a man like him, I can deal with a hundred in a minute." Chester said proudly, "Do you want to kneel to beg for mercy, or shall I do it for you?" Lydia was shocked when she heard that. She looked nervous when she noticed Henry's frown. It was obvious that he was in trouble.

I was now looking at Henry's status, which appeared to be quite awful, and the only thing that seemed to be desirable was his average mana. [Status] Name- Henry Floyd Age- 18 Race- Human Title- None Class- None Element- Grass(GRADE 2) Level 43 HP: 1050 CON: 105 DEF: 33 DEX: 7 ATK: 45 STR: 15 Mana: 56 INT: 12

Heron surly demanded, his breathing becoming heavier, exhaling steam through the receiver. “It’s …..” I don’t remember his name, so I sweetly asked him, “It’s been a long time since I saw you but I can’t recall your name.” “Henry, the comic fanatic.” He apprised to jog my memory. With full delight, his cheeks and eyebrows swelled. “Oh, I remember now.” I exclaimed as I vetted his features, removing the phone from my ears, “You have grown a lot. You were so scrawny when we were younger and now you have biceps and muscles. Totally matured.”

I try to move but Xavier tightened his grip on my shoulder. "Stay." He whispered harshly in my ear and turned to Henry. "Like I said she's not your slave, if you want to order someone, order one of your dump followers." "Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?" Henry snarled. "Xavier Hunter." He replied simply. "I can talk to you however I want, you're not some god that I will bow down and respect. Oh and not all people that wears glasses are nerds."