Henry From Henry Danger Real Name Novels & Stories

I whispered and I wished I could see his eyes but the helmet was preventing me from doing so. "You don't understand. You don't know who Ryder is. He looked completely harmless but the things he did would make you see him as the monster he truly is," Henry said, not waiting for a response from me before zooming off. I sighed, walking off to my door as I thought. Who was Ryder?

“It’s Megan.” “Are all Americans fancied a name Megan, Megan?” I gave him a skeptical look. He laughed. “I did it again, did I? I am not this nosy, Megan. Just the pretty and intriguing woman made me, I guess. I’m Henry, pleased to meet you.” He offered his hand for handshakes. I already knew his name. I read it on his nameplate a while ago. “And Brits and Scots loved Henry, aye?” I shook his hand. “Am I wearing that neon light on my forehead?”

Henry is a type of guy who gave no fuck to the world, even if it means having his own flesh and blood died before his eyes. "I swear to fucking God, I'll kill you if you're trying to set us up," Xavier hissed as he watched Henry sat comfortably in the swivel chair. They look similar to each other. The three of them, actually. Consider that they have the same mother and their fathers were brothers, they sure look so much like each other. Except that Henry did not inherit Ivanov's typical hair colour. While most Ivanov members have brown as their hair colour, Henry has a blonde.

But I'd seen it before, more than once, standing a few steps behind Victor Ashford at company events, at family dinners, always quiet, always in the background, the kind of person you never really look at twice. "Henry." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "That's Victor's driver." Henry didn't say anything for a moment, his eyes fixed on the frozen frame. Then I remembered. "Henry, listen to me. You were about to tell me a name back at the café. Before my phone rang. Is this it? Is this who you meant?" Henry didn't answer right away. He rubbed a hand over his face, and for the first time all morning, he looked exhausted rather than scared.

"And one thing, I hope this might interest you. The Rogue's Alpha's name is Daven," "Daven? He should be named as Devil," I frowned. "Yes, he has something to do with you or maybe one of his pack members does, that's why they were searching for you," "Did Theodore find out why they were searching for me?" "Probably," Henry shrugged and I was determined to find out. Henry's mother called him so he left me. Seeing me alone, Marcus came and sat next to me atlast. "I saw you were talking to Henry, have you asked about his trip?" He asks.