Henry Danger Game Shakers Novels & Stories

My mind was screaming danger, but my body was singing a different tune. For this moment, nothing else mattered, only the heat of Dante’s mouth, the scent of his sweat, and the terrifying realization that I was playing with a fire that was eventually going to burn me to ashes. But maybe I was willing to get burnt playing this dangerous game.

“What is it? What is going on?” Harley started to panic as she noticed Henry’s troubled state as he kept looking around in the dark while his hands encircled her wrists in an attempt to run out with her “We are in danger but i….” He paused when they heard dropping sounds, like things were dropping from their shelves. Henry pushed Harley behind him; he immediately shielded his eyes to the flashlight shone on him by the cashier “What in the world was that?” The Cashier named Gary left his position to try and flip the light switch but the light wasn’t coming on. He sighed and started walking over to where the shelves dropped

"Your threats are so horrifying and it is even worse which you have all of the horrible toys, and this dungeon is so stark and evil." He had cabinets of toys and a number of them have been sexual, just like the inflating ones that he cherished to stuff me with, however, they have been a thick, black color stainless-steel metallic that glistened in harsh appearance. They appeared all of the extra horrifying whilst he set his hooks and knives and eye screws and heavy clamps on another shelf. His suspension hook was intentionally something out of a horror film.

Amara spent nearly an hour in front of the mirror, something she rarely allowed herself the luxury of. But this wasn’t vanity. It was strategy. Her handler’s warning played in her head like a litany: He’s dangerous. He’ll devour you if you let him. All the more reason to fight fire with fire.

“There are so many reasons why you being in my company would be advantageous,” My voice was tight, “Care to elaborate.” “All in good time.” I huffed and put on my business boots ready to kick down whatever plan he had in mind, “Well Mr Emerson, it appears that you might actually need me, which as you will know in the business world gives me a significant amount of leverage,” I had pressed the buttons, opened Pandora’s box as I heard a cold voice respond. “You are playing a dangerous game, Miss Laurence,” “Oh really, Mr Emerson,” my voice was coy, “I thought you would be used to playing dangerous games. You seem to do it so well with all your rivals or should I say, enemies.”

She mostly kept to the city, but she loved the sights of the colourful lights and brightly decorated stores that stood out in the gloom of the night. “What are you hungry for?” “Anything.” She answered, distracted by the teenage girls playing hopscotch in front of a four-storey building. “Anything.” He repeated. “Do you come here often?” "Not recently, but I used to." He pointed at her window. "There is a gaming centre down that road. In college, I loved to come over and play a game or ten with my friends." "What kind of games." "RPG." "Are you any good?"

“Not the highlight of my week, I must admit.” Dante’s body vibrated with tension. It lined his jaw and coiled beneath his skin, like a viper waiting to strike. “Did he do anything else?” I shook my head. Oxygen thinned by the second, making each word difficult, but I pushed forward. “Security got there before anyone was hurt. I’m okay. Really.” The last word pitched higher than the rest. The muscle in his jaw ticked again. “You’re shaking.” Was I? I checked. Yes, I was.

She paused. “I started looking at all those little bottles in there… have you ever noticed how sparkly they are? So small and shiny, so colorful and twinkly. Escape, and oblivion, and all the answers in a sweet, little bottle. How can something so harmless-looking possibly hurt you, you know?” A sigh went around the room.

Leave it to Warren to make her come so hard, she was dizzy. Yeah, the man was dangerous to her. Mostly to her heart, of course, but also to her body and her mind. He was dangerous and he was addictive, and she needed him again. Already. Carefully, he withdrew his fingers, sliding out of her silk and fire easily. He lifted himself up and over her shaking body, gave her a tender kiss on her forehead. “Easy, baby.” He held Shay loosely, waiting for her to open her eyes so he could check her. “Shhhh, now. I got you.”

Henry said, “hmmm, hope the object will not explode, are we safe?“ Sharon asked, “I understand your fear, believe me, the phones are not dangerous, just to communicate with people,” Henry explained, Sharon and Henry were still In the room when they heard someone knocking the door, Henry was scared, and Sharon Immediately collected the objects from Henry and she hastily kept them where they will be protected before she opened the doors, Sharon was scared when she met Ethan at the doorstep, and she stammered, “E…Ethan, why are you here by this time if the day,?“ she asked,