Fire Emblem Heroes Henry Novels & Stories

I’ve been with Asher and Lancelot a lot these days, and they rarely called me that, so the title sounded pretty odd in my ears. “Your thanks are accepted.” I glanced at Henry’s aura. A strong light blue aura fit for a swordsman. Albus did a great job picking his people. I then tilted my head a little to the side and glanced beyond Henry. “Tell your troops to recover quick, we need to move out and look for Asher and Lancelot before anything happens to them.”

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

"Thank you." He nodded and closed the door. After a few minutes, Ashar came back to the car with Gamma Henry. They got in the car and sat in the front seats. Ashar started the car and Henry glanced at Abigail. "Are you okay?" He asked. He was unknown to Abigail so Henry introduced himself to her. "I am the Gamma of the Blood Moon pack, Gamma Henry." Abigail found that this man was not as dangerous as her newly found mate. When Henry saw her quiet he turned his head to Ashar. "Maybe she doesn't like to talk to me. I bet Xavier would find a way to talk to her." Henry chuckled as he thought how Xavier was the hero of every lady in their pack house.

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

I imagine his strength when he's in perfect health. At the same time, my heart cries. A great warrior died today. Damn, Jackson and his coward rogues. The Head Warrior killed many before dying but was attacked by several at once. The pack got poorer. I lost a good man, the best of warriors, a spectacular father and mate, and the best of us all. The rogues burn in the pyres. Now it's time to honor the head warrior. My dad wants to bury Brady, but I can't do it. For me, it would burn in the same piles as the rogues, but he is the Alpha.

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

He turned to glare at his men, then— “Fire!!” His roar echoed across the estate, loud and clear. At the same time, I watched crimson pheromone energy explode out of Henry’s body. The pressure belonging to an SS+ Alpha surged into the sky like flames, and the soldiers behind him immediately regained their courage. “Let’s go! Fire!” Henry didn’t stay behind either. Crimson energy gathered around his hand before shooting across the battlefield like a sharp blade, forcing two of my men to dodge. Bang!

I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there. I don't fully trust Henry for now but he wasn't as bad as I had imagined him to be. He has been quite helpful, one could say. I wanted to sever all ties with Sage and not ever walk back into his life or have anything to do with him but fate had other plans for us, now I am bounded to him completely. I am carrying his heir and I’m sure if not now, sooner or later he’d come to figure out my whereabouts, I can hide under Henry's cocoon for too long

"I am just offering a suggestion." It was then when Henry’s eyes opened and he looked menacingly at his cousin with blazing eyes. Henry is a just man and a righteous leader but he was ruthless and merciless when the enemy deserves it. Those traits had made him a very effective and loved Alpha and Duke of the Red Manor. He had a deadly combination and he was never afraid to use it. Alexis was startled. He had not expected Henry to stir up. The Alpha had been sleeping for a couple of days now. “I will have my affairs in order. Don’t worry Alexis.” He mumbled slowly.

"Hmm, you are overthinking again." Henry hugged her neck and kissed the top of her head. "My love, I am afraid that at any time, everything Carter saved will be gone again. I don't want that to happen." "Hmm," Henry moved his lips closer to her ear. "We got here after a long, long journey. We can't give up. We will never give up," he said softly. "My Queen, you are smart and calculative. Do you really think we will be pulled down easily by the blood of that Duke?" He smirked. "My love, my brother is ex-army—an agent from the Dragon Empire—and your son is an assassin."