Frankini Henry Danger Novels & Stories

September 3, 2003 – 21:45 “Repeat that, please?” said Frank, quickly turning his attention to him. “The US posted a list of 50 witches that are to be killed on sight, and another one called Other Ones of Interest that are to be arrested for questioning. My brother and I aren’t on them, neither are Sebastian and Gus, but Blue is,” said Henry. “We knew that I’d be a target if a war were to break out, can’t say I’m surprised, but 19th out of 50 names?”

I leaned closer to the screen again, studying every movement, every detail, trying to find a clue, a hint, anything that could tell me what Frank was really up to. Ethan’s voice broke through my focus. “He’s dangerous. And now we have to assume he’s involved with more than just this video.” I nodded, my mind already racing through possibilities, strategies, plans. “We need to stay ahead… before anyone else gets hurt. Especially Nicole.” I swallowed hard, my eyes never leaving the screen, as the realization sank deeper. Frank wasn’t just a family connection for her, he was a threat. I turned back to Ethan. “We need to find every information about him,” I said.

Frank took two more inches,closing the remaining gap between them_ leaving them in a nose length facing each other. "You have just two minutes to get out of here before I do something we will both regret" he warned for the last time. Henry answered with a shrug. "I need just one minute and it's simple" he took a quick pause to look at Frank's raised brow. "Stay away from Aria. You don't deserve her" Frank who didn't pick up on the abominable word he thought Henry had uttered only raised his brow in confusion as the word slowly registered in his mind before his anger resurfaced with a bang as he jerk forward and grab Henry by the collar.

He was enjoying every bit of it “why are you interested in any of this anyways? It’s dangerous. It might look fascinating now but the dangers that come with it is insane” Henry warned as he lifted his shirt and doused his wound with hydrogen peroxide He grunt with clenched fists and veins showing on his neck that he wanted to scream but couldn’t, Dylan’s face was pulled into irritation. “If you were me and you found out that the supernatural was real, everything you watched and wish you could be your whole life was actually real. Won’t you ask questions?” Dylan shrugged

This was something much more dangerous. But if it wasn't Henry... then who?

Nina said, her voice trembling. "Marcus? That bastard! I'm coming to get you," Henry said, his anger boiling over. “Just text me the address.” "No, Henry. It's too dangerous. Just wait for the police. I'll be okay," Nina said, trying to calm him down. Henry took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "Alright, Nina. Just stay safe. The police are looking for you. We'll get you out of there." "I know, Henry. I love you," Nina said, her voice filled with emotion.

“We can’t just leave it here. It could cause problems for us.” Henry let out a dismissive scoff, his confidence unshaken. “Look around me. There’s nobody here,” he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Also, that pile of crap isn’t going to cause any problems for us. H was a worthless scumbag with a long list of enemies. There’s no way they’ll trace it back to us.” Martin’s eyes widened in disbelief. He had underestimated Henry’s audacity and the lengths he was willing to go to achieve his goal, and deep down, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease about the consequences of their actions.

“There’s no need to do so.” Henry rejected her offer as he stared at her calmly. “I won’t be going anywhere. I’m staying here. I want to wait for Franky’s return.” “You…” Tammy met his gaze, and confusion flooded her mind. She looked straight into his eyes and asked, “Did you send Franky to rescue Sienna Newton or did he go there on his own accord?” “Why are you asking me that?” Henry asked in a light tone as his piercing eyes gleamed darkly.

he mumbled. "I will." She retorted. "You told me you loved me, now you are distant and cold, I do not like it. I promise to change already, you do not need to stay away from me unless..." She trailed off. She didn't have enough courage to say what was on her mind due to fear. "Unless you fell out of love for me." She whispered with fear that what she was thinking might be true. Francis didn't fall out of love, he just wanted her safe for his own peace of mind. All he ever brought for her was pain and trouble ever since he decided to look at her and if he kept her by his side, the danger would reduce but instead increase.

He was always so romantic, so gentle but those nasty words had me soaking, and God, I loved this new dangerous side of him. “Oh Liam,” I mumbled, biting my lip, with my hand tangled in his hair. His fingers traced down my half-naked body, jolting every desire. He knelt before me, his hands unbuttoning my pants and sliding them off, leaving me in just my panties. He paused and lifted his head to look at me, his eyes with a question. I nodded, giving him permission to continue. He immediately pulled down my underwear, his gaze still on me as his tongue glided over me, so close to my pussy. His tongue brushed against my clit and I couldn’t help but moan helplessly.