Henry Danger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You can only push my limits so far, Serena, before I snap.” He is threatening me once again. I uncross my arms, closing any space between us. Henry’s entire body language changes. He untenses. His anger turns to desire. He is struggling with having me close. He swallows hard, liking being near me. I get up on my tiptoes and place my lips at his ear. Henry shudders, and his breathing is louder. “You have no idea, Henry. I have only just begun. I plan to make your life hell.” I laugh in his ear and pull away.

Sharon said, “I understand, but what If you transform or shift to a dangerous creature something like beast,” Henry said, “We don't experience shifting or transformation, but we might be wild or our magical powers might manifested automatically, but we still know how to control our powers,” Sharon explained, “I will think about It, Sharon,” Henry said, “What are you thinking, It seems that you don't love me,” Sharon said, “You don't know how much I love you, but I need to talk to my dad, besides, we are from different world, and we need to be very careful,” Henry explained,

He was always so romantic, so gentle but those nasty words had me soaking, and God, I loved this new dangerous side of him. “Oh Liam,” I mumbled, biting my lip, with my hand tangled in his hair. His fingers traced down my half-naked body, jolting every desire. He knelt before me, his hands unbuttoning my pants and sliding them off, leaving me in just my panties. He paused and lifted his head to look at me, his eyes with a question. I nodded, giving him permission to continue. He immediately pulled down my underwear, his gaze still on me as his tongue glided over me, so close to my pussy. His tongue brushed against my clit and I couldn’t help but moan helplessly.

“I warned you. It wouldn’t be just about you.” Henry pulled her close, still trying to catch his breath. For the first time in a long while, he felt not only dominant but challenged. And that drove him wild. He knew, with absolute clarity, that this woman could be just as dangerous as he was.

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 just wanted to be with you. I don’t like my dad, Michael. He’s scary. He yells a lot. And he said I couldn’t see you anymore.” My heart splintered. I tightened my arms around him, burying my face in his hair. He smelled like rain and the faint hint of Fernando’s cologne, a cruel reminder of where he had been. “You’re safe now,” I whispered fiercely. “I promise. I won’t let anyone take you from me again.” Henry pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes wide and afraid. “Do you think he will come for me?” I didn’t know what to say. Of course Fernando would come. And he wouldn’t just knock politely next time.

For a moment, a fleet of fear surged through Katherina's and her heart skipped a bit to the sudden outburst Henry had made. “You know Harrison, do you not?” Henry asked, his tone was clearly prone with a bit of anger. Katherina felt she had been entrapped by this sudden question about Harrison. The more time her mind kept reeling about this sudden change in Henry, the more she couldn't help but think she was in grave danger. Henry was not the cool headed type like Harrison and she knew crossing his path could send one to their grave. She hiccuped. “I…I…” she tried to say but her words came out in a jumble, not making any complete sense.

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.

'He will fail miserably,' Dominic thought. "Was it you who broke into the Seltzer mansion and seriously injured the guards?" Dominic asked coldly. "Yes." Henry appeared calm as he walked out casually. There was no fear in his eyes. Lydia was stunned by Henry's response. He did not seem afraid. However, that could easily provoke terrifying individuals and lead to his own death. If Lewis' was right, Henry was in danger. As expected, Dominic became even more enraged and murderous. He asked, "Was it you who barged into the hospital and slapped my daughter-in-law?"

"I hate you." "I don't care." He pulls me up by my arm and drags me. "Let's go." I struggle from his hold. I can't go with strangers. I've got a life. A life to take care of. A life to build and concentrate on after this messed up relationship with Collins. Not one problem to the other. My heart beat quickens. Frightened, frustrated, uneasy, unrelaxed, list it all. With all these feelings working at the same time, I bite his hand and quickly grab the flower vase nearby and hit his head.