Henry Danger Beginning Novels & Stories

Hendra said, not only a threat but he would really do this. "You mean? I can't do such a cruel thing dad!” Cassandra said. "Don't argue in front of me. I know you put the medicine in and caused Lexi's wife to miscarry, right? If you can get rid of the fetus, it means you can also get rid of this impudent man from the face of this earth. Anyway, I don't want to know that you can't win Lexi's heart. You must make him disappear from this world!” Mr. Henry said firmly, he was furious. Every time Lexi's words that afternoon were repeated in his mind, he became furious.

I'd played this game too many times. I fumbled again, and this time, a click echoed, amplified by the frantic beat of my heart. "Mona! Open this damn door!" His voice, thick with liquor and rage, vibrated through the thin wood. I didn't dare answer. Maybe by morning, he'd have forgotten the details, or at least be too hungover to care. But for now, I was getting out of here! I yanked the window open and peered outside. It was daytime, making everything visible, but no less terrifying. It was a long drop, and the thought of landing awkwardly, possibly breaking my neck, sent a wave of nausea through me. I wasn't ready to die yet.

****** ◈SILVIO KANE'S EMPIRE◈ Two men dragged Henry through a dim hallway and hurled him into a cold concrete cell. He hit the ground hard, air rushing from his lungs. The bars clanged shut behind him, locked with a heavy padlock before the men walked away. Henry lifted his gaze and saw the same boy who had lured him away during the Halloween event. The boy stood quietly at the entrance, his face soft and angelic, so gentle that anyone would believe he could do no harm. His beauty was almost disarming, yet Henry sensed a threat beneath the innocence.

Liliane sat down in the spot next to me, pretending to open a magazine while her voice drifted to my ear. "Just left," I lowered my voice. "We don't have much time, so I'll make this quick. "Henry is extremely dangerous. In the real world, he's the prime suspect in three brutal murder cases with exceptional counter-surveillance skills. He hid in this game to enjoy the thrill of the hunt. He's already won six consecutive rounds, and his net worth is conservatively estimated at over five billion." I fell silent for a few seconds. "What do you want me to do?"

It was as if, with just a beckoning of my hand, he would give me his life. “Want to see?” The sense of danger dissipated the moment he spoke. I nodded without thinking. “Yes. Definitely.” Henry’s eyes flicked slightly, a dangerous edge coloring his tone. “Once you see it, there’s no going back. “Tattooing this spot will hurt.” I had cried like a baby the last time I had gotten my collarbone tattooed. “Then… maybe forget it.” I breathed a secret sigh of relief. Henry’s expression said, “I knew it”, but he didn’t expose me.

"Get your team ready. We move at midnight." "Copy that." Heinz's tone had already shifted back into something steady and professional, though the warmth from a moment ago hadn't fully disappeared underneath it. "Stay safe, yeah? I mean it." "Always do." He ended the call and stood a moment longer in the empty hallway, gaze sweeping once more over the shadows pooled thick along the walls, before finally forcing himself to move, footsteps quick and purposeful as he made his way to relay the plan to the rest of the household.

Most were none of their business. Mom squeezed my hand. “You need to be careful.” I nodded, though I had no idea how anyone stays careful in a city that watches everyone. Henry called not even an hour later. He did not greet me. He dove straight into panic. “Do not read anything online.” A weak laugh escaped me. “Too late.” He cursed under his breath. It was the first time I had ever heard him sound angry and helpless at the same time. “This is my fault. I should have predicted they were watching.”

His touch was like a cold, clammy vice, and it brought back all the horrible memories of when he had tried to take advantage of me and Jane in the woods. As Henry's fingers dug deeper into my skin, I couldn't help but think that I would rather be with Damian, despite the danger that lurked beneath his surface. At least with Damian, I felt a twisted sense of safety, a sense that he wouldn't hurt me without a reason. Henry, on the other hand, was a wild card, a psychopath with no conscience and no qualms about hurting those around him. "Hey, why complaining, my love? Didn't you miss me?" Henry's voice was like a snake slithering through the grass, making my skin crawl. His smile was repulsive,

Henry simply processed the information little by bit till he became puzzled. "Umm, so I should be cautious?" "Yeah, since you're travelling alone now." Henry came to a halt and looked towards me. "What?!! You've got to be joking, right?" "No, I'm not kidding." "But why is that? I can just follow you quietly even if you don.." Henry came to a standstill because he realized Riel always had a motive for doing things. "Is something wrong?" "No, not at all. We came here to hunt, and you're going to have to face more dangers. Look straight forward."

"He didn’t say which one. He just, he's going to set it on fire." Henry immediately threw the car into drive, tires screeching against the pavement as we sped away from the building. I could hear him calling the Chief through his car’s system, his voice calm but lethal, relaying the information. I pressed my forehead to the window, my heart pounding against my ribs so hard it hurt. The city blurred past shops, houses, lives none of them knowing that somewhere out there, a monster was about to strike. I didn’t even want to be mad at Henry for everything he put me through today.