Henry Cavill Siblings Novels & Stories

"He's in the hospital. Stable, but unconscious." "Who did this?" "We were hoping you could tell us." The detective leaned forward. "Henry doesn't have any family in the area. No emergency contacts. But your number was in his phone. The only number, actually." Isabella's heart ached. "I don't know who would want to hurt him." "Henry Hamilton is not his real name." The detective pulled out a photograph. "His real name is Sebastian Cole. And he has a brother who has been looking for him for years."

Henry, on the other hand, stood silently. He looked hollow. He could not wrap his head around the fact that his third brother, the one he idolized and followed after all his life, could have such a dark side. The victim was their younger brother, the kid they roughhoused with and watched grow up. Henry had been hustling in show business since he got wise to the world, so the family drama was mostly off his radar. However, he always believed that beneath Yerick's icy exterior was a heart that beat for their family.

“I know the region.” My stomach tightened slightly. Of course, he did. Royals knew everything about their territories. “You lived there your whole life?” “Yes, sir.” “Family?” Here we go again. I lowered my head as I started the rehearsed lies. “My parents are there.” “And siblings?” For a brief moment, I hesitated. Not too long. Just enough for the effect. “My sister passed away.” Henry’s expression softened as he said, “I’m sorry.” “It happened during an epidemic,” I explained quietly.

She asked Henry, "I heard that Ms. Carrington is your sister, Mr. Toussaint. You two must be close since you're working together." Henry glanced at Gabriella, then at Hannah. "I'm only looking out for her on behalf of my grandfather." His answer sounded pretty normal to everyone. Henry was already in his twenties when Gabriella joined the family. It was not as if they had the affectionate bond childhood siblings or playmates would have. On the other hand, Gabriella felt as if her heart was being torn to pieces. Was Henry saying that to assure Hannah he had nothing to do with Gabriella, or was he being honest about how he felt?

I looked at her, whose eyes were now wide with horror. "You... didn't know that, did you?" My smile turned into a sneer. "...W-what did you say? Is that true?" "Ah, the list goes on," I added cheerfully. "The older brother from Sinclaire, the one you said loved Cassie so much? Hendrik. Yeah, he's such a drunkard, too. One night, he came into my room and almost touched me. Ripping my pajamas when I was still his 'biological sister' in middle school."

“That’s how he’s punishing me, “ I mutter and lean back, taking a look around the office. This office is the size of my old apartment, if not bigger. Conor is the oldest son of three of the Hale family- one of the richest empires in the UK. They owe the whole country. His grandfather was a politician, coming from one of the oldest and richest families in the country. They are direct relatives of the royal family. Despite their royal lineage, and their presence in politics, they are also businessmen, and owners of a huge petrol empire. His office is pretty, I think as my eyes slide down the French windows, overlooking the city. My phone rings and I pick up right away, trying to sound as if ev

The room fell silent. "A son?" Elias whispered. Blackwood nodded. "He was born out of wedlock." "Henry paid for the child's education." "He visited him every Christmas." "But he never acknowledged him publicly." Sarah looked stunned. "So Jonathan..." "...was your half-brother." Elias sat heavily in the old rocking chair. The same chair where Claire had once held her children. "I had a brother." No one corrected him. Because in that moment, it wasn't a legal revelation.

I have other things to focus on. I turn around on the stool and scan the room. I am looking for a certain person. He should be here unless Henry got his way, and he was kept away. My eyes finally fall on him, and I smirk. I run my eyes over him. He looks good in his dark grey suit with his dark hair slicked back. He has the same confident, cocky aura about him that he has always had. Conall Arison, Henry’s half-brother. A product of his father’s infidelity. The one person Henry hates the most in this world. He hates him with every ounce of his being, even more because he has the same surname rather than his mothers. Conall is younger by two years. The family didn’t know about him until five

Henry growled back, his wolf taking a defensive stance. “Isn’t it obvious?” Eric asked. “Men like Henry only care about one thing… getting the throne. Your Enigma baby prevents him from doing that.” Xaden growled again, his wolf surging, only stopping because Lucas was inserting himself between the brothers. His wolf understood that Lucas was not a threat and was family, but all he could see when he looked at Henry was a threat to his mate, and he only knew one thing… he had to eliminate that threat. “I wasn’t after Maeve, I was after her baby,” Henry hissed as if that made it any better.

the second Prince unwittingly answered When Henry realized that he accidentally blurted out that detail to his annoying brother, he stood up and made an excuse to escape the embarrassing situation which made the other members of the Imperial family disappointed because they want to hear the whole story. A week had passed since the fated meeting. Henry made a background check on Valeria. He learned that she loves his brother dearly which made him irritated. He also asked Echo to confirm if the manchineel is a killer tree. He wants to invite her to change her mind about loving his brother but he doesn't have the confidence to do it plus he is also scared that Falsen brothers might throw a wobb