Henry Danger Henry And Bianca Novels & Stories

“No… this wasn’t here, in the blueprint we got.” Diego stepped beside me. “It should be open.” “He changed it,” I said, my jaw tightening. My father knew. And behind us, footsteps got louder. I turned quickly. “We find another way—” Then I saw them. A group of men ambled forward Slowly, ike they had been waiting. One of them stood in front, dressed in black, a blade in his hand. He looked straight at us. “This is war kiddo.” I tensed, but didn’t answer. I raised my gun. And then everything exploded.

Her eyes were dark and sent chills down his spine. "O...OK, you can go but you have to take care of yourself properly." The doctor said as he himself was scared of her at this point and she nodded indicating a yes. The doctor was already doubtful that they were not normal people as her injuries were really severe and it was mostly gunshots but he didn’t think much of it as they showed their ids but now he was sure that they were dangerous people and he just wanted them to get out as soon as possible. "Okay, then I'll get the discharge papers ready." The doctor said and left the room. And the room was filled with silence again.

"Ate Diana is like my sister, Drey. I love my nephew and niece. They are part of my family. And one more thing, you're lonely if I just leave you here alone. I am a gentleman. I can 't do that to any girl. " "You can't humor me," I said and started eating. "I'm not making you laugh. I'm just telling the truth." "By the way, congrats on your graduation. We haven't heard." "Thank you." I ate quietly. I entertained some calls after. I was in the middle of calling Ate Dulce when I saw a breaking news on TV. It was as if I had landed on the seat and let go of the cellphone. Priscilla Escareal of Escareal Holdings, the socialite behind the huge drug den in Biliran, caught hiding in a private islan

And maybe, just maybe, I could try to believe it too. I leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling for a second before looking at her again. “How did you end up with them?” Brigitte raised a brow. “Them?” “Thomas and Marco….” I hesitated before adding, “and all this dangerous stuff.” Brigitte let out a short laugh. “Bet you never thought you’d be in a situation like this, huh?” I hesitated, then nodded. “I just wonder … how did a woman like you get involved in all this?”

Men in suits stepped out, scanning the streets with eyes. Henry froze when he saw them from the bakery window. He recognized the insignia on their jackets. Damien’s men. Panic surged through him. He rushed home to warn his mother, his heart pounding like a drum. But when he reached their room, Evelyn was calm, her needle still in hand. “They’ll find us eventually,” she said. Henry gritted his teeth. “Then we’ll leave again.” Evelyn set her work aside and looked at him with strength. “How many times can you run, Henry, before running becomes another prison?”

Chapter 118 BIANCA’S POV I couldn’t deny the fact that I was a little scared for them especially Richard. His task seemed harder. Mr. Sam with his contacts and the connections he had could easily find evidence of Ben’s drug smuggling business. But Richard’s task might involve him sneaking into where Ben lived and worse, coming in contact with him, and whenever the two of them saw each other, it always ended in confrontation or worse. I didn’t want that happening at all. He said he feared for my safety, but now I feared for his more. Oh goodness, please protect him. Protect them.

Henry watched the exchange quietly from the backseat where he sat with Liam. Noah brought down the roof of his convertible as they drove to the beach, playing loud music and singing at the top of their voices. Well, mostly Noah and Samantha. Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to the beach and Sam had to go look for where to change into her beachwear. “Hey bud.” Noah greeted Henry as he walked up to him. “Hey man!” Henry was nervous. Noah smiled slightly as they both watched Sam bounce away. “Pretty girl right?” Henry swallowed.

Maybe I should delete it then I'd tell Avani this was insane and I wasn't doing it. Should— My phone rang, it was sienna. "Hey," I answered. "Diego. Listen. I need to tell you something about Felton D'Angelo." "What about him?" "Be careful. He's not—he's not what he seems." "What does that mean?" "It means he's dangerous. It means people who get close to him tend to disappear. It means—" She stopped. "Just be careful. Okay?" "Sienna, what are you talking about?"

“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.

The media followed these billionaires sometimes, and even though I wasn’t famous, someone might recognize me. What if the father of that comatose girl—the man who had shone his flashlight directly on my face that night—saw me again? What if he put the pieces together and realized that the girl with an incriminating gun in her trembling hands that night was now Lucian Kingsley's wife? It was dangerous. But then again, staying in Grayson’s house wasn’t exactly safe either. The police had already been to the house once. There was no guarantee they wouldn’t come back. And if they did… my cover would be blown anyway.