Henry Danger My Phony Valentine Novels & Stories

Henry quickly stood up and walked straight to the mini-podium. "Thank you so much, everyone. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Henry Davenport, and I am Eleana's--well, gay bestfriend... But seriously, Eleana has been there for me through good times and bad times. And I promise you my life, Eleana. I will love you endlessly, I will be with you until we're old and gray. I can imagine ourselves shouting at each other because our hearing is not good anymore. I promise you, I will never leave you." he said, as he starts crying again as of there's no tomorrow.

“I'm glad you now know who Kelvin really is, so I don't want you to be in contact with him anymore. Things might get dangerous from now on so we have to be careful, I don't want to lose you again. He might still want to use you against me. He said. His words sent a shiver down my spine but I could see the love in his eyes and his willingness to protect me and I felt safe. This was the man I fell in love with at first sight, who truly loved me unconditionally. I leaned in, pecking his lips softly but he deepened the kiss, holding me close. The kiss was hard but intense. Henry cleared his throat, bringing us back to reality which made us all laugh. “Fuck Kelvin and everything.” Henry suddenly

He pushes his feet at the break as he sighted Roberto standing in the middle of the road. “What the fuck!” Henry yells banging his fist at the horn. Henry alight. “Get off the road!!” Roberto didn't misuse that great opportunity. He ran to Henry, he hits a punch on his face. “You rascal, how dare you fuck my wife?” Henry was able to hold his arms and Roberto tries to get off his grasp. “You can beat me later. Right now, your wife's life is in danger” Henry explained. “How do I believe all that gibberish? Huh?”

“That’s right, Claire. Ethan still cares about you. Just earlier, he was talking about surprising you for Valentine’s Day.” She turned to him, but her words were meant for me. “We’re all adults here. A little fun isn’t a big deal, right? Don’t take it to heart…” As she spoke, she picked up a bottle and aimed it at the scattered condoms on the floor. “Have you ever played with water balloons? They’re soft and feel just right against your skin. You should try it.” The still-warm latex pressed against my arm. My stomach lurched violently. The nausea surged up my throat, and I couldn’t hold it back—I vomited.

“Besides, Leo is a cute nickname.” He smiles a little, but it promptly disappears when I level him with a glare. Perhaps it’s about time to act on my murder threats and bury the sorry sod where the sun doesn’t shine. As if sensing my thoughts, Henderson places the letters on the table before me and retreats, probably to polish his casket. Valerie skims through them, placing mine and the house bills to the side, then keeps one. “You got a post mail?” I ask feeling curious. “Yeah. Been waiting for it too.”

I said, my voice softer than I intended. He smiled, slow and dangerous. “They’re not. But I saw you from my balcony earlier. Couldn’t stay away.” He stepped closer, completely unapologetic. “I’m Henry.” “Zoey,” I replied, my pulse quickening. Something about the way he looked at me like he already knew what I tasted like made heat pool between my thighs.

Even though how hard he tried, it was vain since Henry didn't respond to him. Moore Yunting said, "If that little girl is really your daughter, you can directly take her back and raise her. Forget about that woman. Regarding her identity, I won't agree to your marriage no matter what." "Ding-ding!" Henry's cell phone rang again. Henry thought it was a message from Monique, so he immediately turned on his mobile phone. There was a message from a stranger on the phone. Henry was bored and opened it. When he saw the photo inside, his black eyes narrowed leisurely, and his facial features were as cold as ice. He looked at the person in the photo with ice-cold eyes.

--- A soft knock echoed through the quiet apartment. Henry looked up from the book resting on his lap. With a sigh, he placed it on the coffee table and shifted in his wheelchair. He moved toward the door slowly, his hands steady on the wheels. Unlocking it, he pulled the door open. His breath caught when he saw a man he hadn’t seen in years. “Valen,” Henry whispered, his voice nearly cracking. “You came.” Valen gave a quiet nod, his eyes sweeping over Henry from head to toe. “Long time,” he murmured, glancing briefly past him toward Caleb.

The sounding slap of Diana made the governor gasp in surprise. "How dare you!" The governor said. Diana pointed her fingers at him, dangerously walking towards him. "Interfere and be slapped!" She spat out. "Are you actually threatening me?" The Governor asked. Just as Diana was about to slap him, her hands was caught in the air. She turned around to see who had dare hold her hand only to realise it was the General. The Prime minister used that as an opportunity to slap Diana while she was not looking making her infuriated. "Ahhhh!" She screamed forcefully getting her hands from the general hold as she approached the prime minister with a punch.