Henry Danger Saturday Night Lies Novels & Stories

There weren't many people in the theater. We were tucked into a corner, with no one sitting nearby. My heartbeat picked up again. I already knew things weren't going to stay calm. Without warning, Rex reached over, his hand brushing under the edge of my dress for a second before pulling back. "Babe, how many times did you come on the way over?" he murmured, amused. I immediately pressed my legs together, trying to block him. "There are cameras in here." "It's fine. No one knows us."

"No, I know you won't do that with me." Dylan inhaled the smoke. "Then tell me about it. I want to know everything." Then he breathed out the smoke from his mouth. Henry knew that nothing could be hidden from Dylan's eyes. So he told him everything about that night. How he met her, how he got angry that she was one of their enemies and how he didn't know anything about her. Dylan listened to all the things very carefully. "So Are you worried that your mate is Lycan and I won't like it Or are you worried that she was involved with our enemies?"

Liliane sat down in the spot next to me, pretending to open a magazine while her voice drifted to my ear. "Just left," I lowered my voice. "We don't have much time, so I'll make this quick. "Henry is extremely dangerous. In the real world, he's the prime suspect in three brutal murder cases with exceptional counter-surveillance skills. He hid in this game to enjoy the thrill of the hunt. He's already won six consecutive rounds, and his net worth is conservatively estimated at over five billion." I fell silent for a few seconds. "What do you want me to do?"

“Why? Why didn’t you listen to me? Why did you choose to walk into danger?” Damian groaned, pacing his office, Elara still on his mind. He turned around when he heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” he shouted. Henry walked in, his face pale. “What do you want, Henry?” Damian asked. “What are you doing here?” “Just as I thought,” Henry whispered, approaching his boss. “You need to rest, sir. We can start the search for the madam tomorrow.” Damian looked at him, speechless. He wanted to speak, but nothing came out.

“So you’re just going to casually inform me that you’re linked with the mafia over dinner at a restaurant?” Adrian exhaled. “You asked?” Henry shook his head. He banged the table, it ratted loudly. “This is not a dumb truth or dare game where we talk about your first STD and the orgies you engaged in Adrian. This isn’t some joke!” “I know how fucked up it looks but I promise it isn’t like that. It was at one of the wild parties I attended in Italy. It was a crazy party, a lot of things were being passed around, and everyone was practically knocked out. It was like they came to forget everything, to not think at all. I wandered that night and stumbled on a group of men, stoned as hell but I k

Seeing how worried Julia was, he must be doing something of importance . "What? You think it’s my fault all I have to work with is a low resolution image from a second grade CCTV?" Henry retorted sounding frustrated. He was the best at his work and so I concluded whatever had him on edge must be the issue and not his expertise that was in question "You don't expect me to add a blurry picture for a wanted sign on the first page of the paper, he doesn’t even have a face". My ears perked up at the sound of his words

Dylan snatched all the papers and poured them on his desk “what do you need this information for? And from Wikipedia too, you couldn’t find a better source with reliable information” Henry teased as he rolled his eyes “Who are you trying to catch? I thought I told you to stay away from these things, they’re dangerous. You shouldn’t be involved in supernatural shit!” Henry warned as he glared at Dylan “Well too late, and this is just….well my dad found a naked girl covered in blood hiding behind my car and he brought her in last night” Dylan explained and Henry looked away for a bit

He looked exhausted, his thinning hair plastered to his forehead. "Good evening, sir," he began, his voice gravelly. "I’m representing Apex Security Solutions, and I—" "Are you kidding me?" I snapped, not even letting him finish. "It’s eight o’clock on a Tuesday, it’s pouring rain, and you’re standing on my mat trying to sell me junk?"

I left the room, Aphrodite’s ID tucked away in my pocket, and existed the club outside to the club’s garage where Noah was sitting in my Bentley Mulsanne waiting to drive me to work. “To Mr. Spark’s house,” I said calmly, moving to sit at the back of the car. Mr. Sparks had been my doctor ever since I could remember as he was helping me in trying to find a cure which was suitable for my body, but isn’t able to. Soon, we got to his house. Ignoring the guards, I went in. Just immediately I entered, he came to me with a worried look on his face. “Mr. Thorne,” he greeted, while I nodded at him.!”is everything okay? Did you have another outbreak?” He asked worriedly as I sat on the couch.

And as I continued to think about this, I felt a pang of pain in my chest. "I'm.." Damon was unable to speak. "I.." he stuttered, unsure of what to say. "Is he the one?" Sean asked me once he noticed that Damon was too stunned to speak. "The young man you told me about?" He asked me and I raised my brows in confusion. "Uhm, yeah." I lied. I knew I had to play along especially since I didn't tell him about Damon stalking me. " Young man, when a girl says she's not interested, it's smart to just walk away." Sean snapped at Damon who became calm once Sean said that.