Henry Danger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His cock was large, larger than I what I expected, and as it expanded inside of me, I came—again--and then he did, his hands now holding me down as he pushed deeper, our climaxes continuing for gods knows how long. “Henry..” Our sweaty bodies molded together on that bed and his labored breathing synced with mine. “I have to go..” “What?” “I have to make sure we’re not in danger,” Henry said, slipping out of me and kissing me again on the lips. This time, he was sweet and tender and I kissed him back with even more passion. “Do not leave this cabin.” “I won’t..” I watched him slip on his pants and boots, tossing only a coat on before taking one last look at me before heading out into the stor

Xavier**** The grip around my neck tightened, and panic surged through me like wildfire. Henry’s hands, once a source of warmth and protection, had become a vice, his fingers pressing into my skin with an unnatural strength. His eyes—golden and wild—held no trace of the mate I had fought for, the mate I had desperately tried to save. The demons that plagued his mind had claimed him completely, twisting him into something unrecognizable.

I could feel every inch of his hard body pressed against me the same body I had tried so hard to forget. Henry’s voice dropped even lower, dangerous and rough. “You have no idea what you’ve just walked into, Silver.” His eyes flicked down to my lips for a split second before returning to my face, dark and intense. The shouting in the background had stopped. The two suited men were probably watching now, but Henry didn’t seem to care. I swallowed hard, trapped between fear and that stupid, unwanted spark of heat low in my belly. This was bad. Really bad. And the way Henry was looking at me right now… it felt like the real danger had only just begun.

"Scream, Solana. Scream. Call Dad. Let’s see if that old man in the wheelchair can save his holy wife from my hands." With every word Henry spoke, his hands became more daring. One of his palms held my waist tightly, while the other began to travel—from my shoulder, slowly down the curve of my back, until I felt his touch on my hip. "Don't... don't do this," I pleaded, but my body was betraying me. With every touch of Henry's skin, it felt as if electricity was flowing through my veins—a confusing sensation that mixed with my fear. Why, despite this man's evil personality, was my body seemingly drifting along? Why did I seem to like the danger Henry brought?

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,

Let me know immediately. ‘What I have been trying to tell you is that I am capable of taking care of myself, don't worry about me.’ I assured him. ‘Henry has men at his disposal. Men that are willing to pave ways for him even if it means taking lives. If you have any funny ideas in that tiny cute head of yours terminate it.’ If he wanted his words to scare me then it was mission accomplished. ‘can you see why I never wanted you to work with Henry from the get go? That man may not seem like it but he is dangerous.'

The words died in my throat, I gasped, nails digging into the leather seat as the toy inside me hummed back to life, sending shivers through me. My eyes darted to Damian, a sly grin spreading across his face as he tapped at his phone. That slimy jerk was at it again, and not just that, he was doing it right in front of Henry. Bold as hell. Was that why he didn’t swing back when Henry hit him? He knew exactly how to hit Henry where it hurt most, and after tonight, I doubted Henry would have any pride left to cling to. A small, wicked smile tugged at my lips.

When I was sure he was about to come I quickly took my hand off his cock. Henry’s eyes snapped open in shock, “w…what….” He sounds breathless. He grabbed my hand but I moved back. “What was that for?” He finally asked after getting himself back. “A taste of your own medicine,” I replied and intended to climb down from the bed. But Henry was not letting me go anywhere, he grabbed me by my waist and placed my ass back on the bed. “I didn’t say we were done yet baby,” his voice sounded more dangerous than it first did and I wasn’t going to lie seeing Henry act this way scared me.

Henry said in the girl’s ears, feeling her sob on his chest, what a poor thing, he thought as he caressed her hair, what a bruised and scared heart was hiding behind that strong façade of Dahlia. “This is a bad place to be in, Let us go home now!” Henry released the girl from his hug but kept his arms around her, Eren was looking at them and not saying a word, knowing his friend and the way he loved the hybrid girl, he knew he must be happy for her, but his eyes were clouded with something, fear! Was he afraid that they were going to hurt her? Henry asked, making a mental note to talk to his friend later on and reassure him, as well as give him some well deserved punches for lying to him all

Olivia’s POV When the screaming stopped, and Damien’s eyes returned to their normal red hue, Henry immediately apologized to Damien, “I’m sorry, Damien. Truly. That was so foolish of me. Of course your pet is yours alone. Forgive me.” The pain seemed to have entirely sobered him. “I was hungry,” he continued. “I lost myself for a moment.” Turning to Lucy, he exposed his fangs once more. Lucy paled, her eyes widening in fear, as Henry lurched forward and clasped his mouth to her neck.