Henry Danger Double-o Danger Novels & Stories

I don’t faze as I walk past him towards the entrance while he follows suit. “What happened?” “Not sure yet, but the tension when I arrived here says something bad happened.” He replies. He doesn’t know what happened and already says there’s a huge problem. That’s Carlo for you. I walk into the conference room where dad probably is. He’s with five other leaders in the agency. While dad is the overall leader and I’m his heir, there are others who rule over his turf in other territories and they answer to him.

“How comforting.” His expression didn't change. “It isn't supposed to be.” The honesty of that landed harder than reassurance would've. I looked back toward the windows again as rain blurred the city into gray streaks beyond the glass. “What are the actual dangers?” I asked quietly. This time Dante took slightly longer to answer. “Victor is dangerous when cornered,” he said. “Adrian is dangerous when underestimated.” “And Hannah?” At that, something colder entered his expression. “Hannah is desperate.”

She asked, leaning into her hip. Tatto guy smiled. "So it wasn't you, danger?" She smirked at Hulk guy. "The name is Henry." He returned her smirk. "Henry danger," she snorted. "Nice. What about you, perv? Oh wait, let me guess." She turned to tatto guy. She appeared to be thoughtful. In that brief moment, she spotted the head of a pocket knife peering from his side pockets. "I don't do names. Are you a hooker?" He interrupted her thought process.

Hearing what happened, Henry agreed to come to Bloom City to find out more about who the woman was that had ordered to kill me. Before we ended the call, Henry said, “I want you to keep a distance from Calvin Dubois. I don’t like him. He is dangerous” But, I did like Calvin. And that was the problem.

“I brought it up to you recently that Gavin was a danger and you brushed it under the rug.” “Because he’s not the one who’s a danger,” Theo explained. “There’s someone else amongst his group that is a danger and it’s up to you to figure out who it is.” “Someone in his group?” Henry asked while raising eyebrows. “What makes you think it’s not Gavin? I didn’t think anyone else in his pack had abilities.”

“Now you’re speaking my language. But let’s be clear, Victor. If I’m putting my neck on the line for you, I want assurances. No half-measures.” “You’ll have them,” Victor promised, his tone unyielding. “But, Henry, this game is far more dangerous than you’re used to. The people we’re dealing with don’t play by the rules.” Henry laughed, raising his glass in a mock toast. “Danger, rules—who cares? If there’s one thing I love more than women and whisky, it’s a good fight. Count me in.” "So who are we dealing with?" Henry asked, his voice taking on a serious tone.

Edward Michel Tiernen knew that well. After unfastening his sheath, he pulled out his sword and carefully put the sheath on the stone ground. He was so desperate and afraid that I felt disgusted. To kill this would be tantamount to clearing dung with a sword. Still, someone had to do it. And that dung would be cleared by me. The fatty didn’t attack first. I stepped forward, slowly, warily. “Remember, Alex. Cowardly beasts have the most dangerous venom.” If not for Henry, I would have missed his lightning-fast double attack. With his right hand, he lunged at me with a sword, and with his left, he simply tried to graze me—just a little bit, just a graze...

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"

Don't you get what I am trying to say? ‘No, I don't and I don't want to. You are not working for Henry. I won't let you be the sacrificial lamb.’ ‘But sir, I’m willing. I will go find something to help you win against Henry who knows he-' he raised his hand in dismissal. ‘You don't know who Henry is. He is dangerous. Moreover, If Henry finds out that you want to act as a double agent he will not hesitate to hurt You.’ ‘He will not hurt me. From what I have seen, Henry has a soft spot for me. I won't get caught.’ I insisted.

It wasn't her business what Idris was up to. "Yo, what's up?" Idris answered, trying to sound casual. "It's bad, man," his boy replied. "We got caught in the act, and the cops are on our tail. We need a way out, ASAP." Idris could feel his heart racing as he tried to come up with a plan. He looked behind him to see if Natasha or Maria were around. "Where are you now?", he asked as he stepped forward, rubbing his forehead in confusion.