Henry Danger Double Date Danger Novels & Stories

Alex called, settling into a couch beside his sofa. Vincent turned to him, a brow raised. “You look like someone I know.” He said, not knowing how to beat around the bush. Vincent tensed shoulders visibly relaxed as he leaned into the sofa. “That's great I guess.” “I've already told you that we all have a doppelganger somewhere on earth. Vincent might be one.” Jenna butted in, picking at her nails. Vincent turned to her, a questioning look on his face. “What?”

“I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?” Clearing his throat, still dense with lust, he sighed. “If I tell you, I put you in danger.” Zoe rolled her eyes. “Oh please, as if that isn’t the oldest line in the criminal’s handbook.” “It’s the truth.” “So, you just expect me to believe that I’m not in a dangerous situation right now?!”

No matter his feelings toward me, he didn't strike me as the type of man who'd respond well to other people interfering in his relationships. His security team once hospitalized someone who tried to break into his house. The guy wound up in a months-long coma with broken ribs and a shattered kneecap. Sloane's voice echoed in my head, followed by an image of coal dark eyes and calloused hands. A shiver skated down my spine. I was suddenly glad Dante didn't take any interest in my comings and goings. If he did...I had a strong feeling Heath might not make it to see his company's IPO.

They could only hope. I shifted, antsy. Desiree, ever the dramatic one, would prolong the suspense with a long speech before the grand finale. Perfect. More time for me to grab a drink and scout my next victim. Our eyes met, and I winked, a silent message passing between us. She gave a subtle nod, and I turned, heading for the bar.

Naomi Abbott peeled out of the Dangerous Curves parking lot like she had the devil himself chasing her… and in a way she did. Two devils, actually. One old and familiar – the one that had tried to ruin her life in ways that she was just starting to get a handle on – and one new. One that was, in some ways, far more frightening than the first.

He is concerned something is going on back down on the beach, something that can hurt me. "It's okay, I have weapons,” he responds, his tone cold, all the tension that I had managed to get out of him is back. He holds my wrist to the point it hurts, leading me up the path at a speed that I can hardly keep up with. I force him to pause. "Eryk, how dangerous is this world?" "You're safe, I promise,” he assures me, turning back toward the house. I look over my shoulder, stopping short at the sight of a group of men approaching us on the path, each of their gazes trained on mine.

“Who?” Damien hesitated. “It’s complicated. But I think it’s Luca.” Luca’s eyes darkened. “I knew they wouldn’t stop until they got me.” He swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the threat bearing down on him. Elena squeezed his hand. “We’ll protect you. Together.” The room seemed to shrink as the danger closed in. Every choice, every move from now on had consequences not just for them, but for everyone they cared about. Hours passed as they strategized, contacting old allies, preparing for the inevitable clash. Outside, the city stirred awake, unaware of the shadow war brewing beneath its surface. Elena’s mind raced, replaying every possible scenario, every risk.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

I pulled the phone from my ear and immediately went to the search engines and there was indeed something that had me dropping on the bar stool. Billionaire CEO, Henry Davidson caught on a secret date with Reign Abbot: Love story of the century. That wasn't the only thing that surprised me. It was the anger and blood lust that enveloped me. I wanted to kill Henry.

I smiled. “Mr. Danger, lovely to see you again.” I heard him chuckle. “It’s been a while since someone called me by my middle name.” I bowed to the attendant and he handed Danger my bag. I followed him through the crowds and he opened the door of the car in the pickup section. He gave me my bag and hopped in the driver seat. “When Pipsqueak said The Huntress was coming back I was intrigued. Looks like you’ve been through hell though.”