Henry Danger's Sister Novels & Stories

Liam drove in silence, pulling up in front of a villa. His tie, still slightly askew, hung loosely around his neck, faint red marks peeking from beneath the fabric. I pulled out my phone, the glow of the screen cutting through the dim interior of the car. A breaking news alert popped up at the top of the trending feed, stamped with a bold red "Breaking News" banner. #Linda Dawson Taken in for Investigation "Last month, my half-brother contacted Linda. He threatened her, claiming to know her secrets, and forced her to steal the bid proposal and other confidential documents from me."

Tina explained before walking towards the table at the extreme end of the room. She slowly grabbed the picture frame that had a smiling little boy before handing it to both Miriam and Carlos. “He looks just like Henry,” Miriam blurted out as she intently glared at the picture frame of the boy who had so many similarities with that of her son. “When I arrived here this morning, Henry was kept in a room with his hands and mouth tied. My sister ought to have thought that he was Mark but she is wrong!” Tina told them. “What Happened to your sister is truly sad but I hope that she wouldn't do something bad to my son, and where could she have taken Henry too?” Miriam implies while pushing a strand

“If you tell anyone about this, I’ll find you—and I’ll kill you, too. I’d run if I were you. I’m giving you two minutes before I come after you.” Then he turned and walked away slowly. The streetlights hit his back, making him look like one of those bad guys in old movies—the kind you secretly hope wins. He got into a car parked a few spots away from mine. Slow. Calm. Dangerous. I hit the gas and didn’t look back. I drove so fast that my car broke down the moment I got home. Not long after the Aquila Fair, my brother Henry came back from California for good. He looked golden, sun-kissed, and more blond than before. He moved into a fancy apartment downtown with a girl named Sandy. She used to

Henry froze for a beat—then frowned, that familiar disgust returning. “Why is it you? Can’t you watch where you’re walking?” When we got home, he held me and complained about his bad luck, like she was just an annoying accident. I didn’t know when they started tangling with each other again. By the time I sensed something was wrong, Henry had made Ann his secretary—using “she’s my sister-in-law” as the reason. I screamed, I fought, I lost control, forcing Henry to fire her. And the way he looked at me slowly shifted—from explaining to blaming.

POV: HENRY “Uncle Henry… that baby…” Theo turned to me, frowning, pressing his little fingers together, his big, tear-filled eyes locked on mine. “He… he’s not my sister… is he?” His voice came out low, choked, filled with confusion and such pure fear that, for a second, I felt a strange discomfort in my chest.

His brother had eyed the kids – at that time, they were still babies – when they were on one of their rampages against closing down their last human trafficking outlet by force. He'd to trace them years later after the sudden death of his brother. It was a last ditch effort in fulfilling what he thought would be his brother's last wish if he was there when he died. Also, he knew what his brother felt about his only son, and no, it wasn't hatred. Dimitri went back to his phone until the maids flooded the hall again and cleared the table after everyone was full. As he was about to stand up, Ivan nudged him with his leg. “Are you not scared?”

The male society, it seems, has already been waiting for me. The bathroom door slammed, cutting Rick off from the woman he couldn't get out of his mind and heart. Which he seems to love. She was not in the noisy room. Rick was about to give chase, but Aiden stopped him. “Buddy,” he threw a hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture and continued with a wide beaming smile: “Hurt my sister again, I will rip out your heart and feed it to stray dogs. Aiden had no idea how much he looked like Venira at that moment. He gave him a rather hard pat on the back in farewell and slid into the hall. Rick was not afraid of Air, but still felt like the last bastard.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

"Serena, Serena Hudson!" Christopher's eyes widened after hearing her, letting the hair go of his neighbour who was still on her knees with a rude jerk. Christopher came out of his thoughts and again looked angry. This time it was worst, his eyes were turning red. Serena Hudson, his brother's woman. His sister-in-law who will be staying with him from now on in his apartment as per her mother's wish. Christopher never saw her until now as he left the house before she was even wedded to his brother but surely heard her mention from his mother always, Hudson's wedded her a year ago for his elder brother who seemingly never returned home after the wedding.

"And I don't know where she is. But even if I did, I wouldn't tell you, that is classified information which would be sent to Synod immediately." My mother's face turned red with rage. "How can you be so selfish, Henry? Maxine is your sister, and she needs our help. We have to find her and bring her home." I lost my temper. "You don't understand, Mother. Maxine is not some innocent victim. She's a danger to herself and others. She needs to be locked up, for her own good and for the good of those around her." My mother's eyes widened in shock. "How can you say that, Henry? She's your sister!"