Novel & Cerita Henry Winchester Supernatural

* The force field had come down over the city when Carmen and Marcus had decided to leave the house, despite their parents stern warning and had sneaked off when they weren't looking. They had met up with Henry, who had also left his house when his overly superstitious mother, Regina Roderick, had been rambling on and on about the apocalypse and that they should get down to praying. Mrs. Roderick of course knew that her son was a strong atheist and had tried countless times to plunge him into religion but Henry was not one to believe in the existence of an invisible being that ruled over the universe. Well, that very particular day that had began with his graduation would soon come with some

When she’s left unsatisfied, she starts pushing boundaries, always angling for my attention. “First, Mr. Lockwood’s been meeting with the Hunter’s Council more frequently. They’ve noticed the spike in supernatural activity. They're on high alert… and frankly, we’d all be smart to keep our distance from Mundanes. Especially hunters,” she said, eyes flicking to me. Her expression on ‘especially hunters’, mirrored her disdain. “Maybe if someone hadn't killed Henry in a fit of rage, he would have helped with the search,” Seraphine said, her disapproval about what happened with Henry was still visible in her tone.

He moved from left to right checking the same place yet found nothing. " tseesaa huluwa akmei" He spoke with strength and fell to the ground. He looked into his hands and saw a blue syrup which made him sigh. With difficulty, Henry stood and rushed up into the chamber of his master. He saw how Jason still struggled with his breath. His master was in pain. The sweet innocent boy just had his life unfortunate by getting a greedy lycan father and witch mother. He himself was a wizard who meant no harm . He couldn't follow the rules of the second heavens. They sent witches to destroy the life of people. He in particular was happy when Lilith was sent along with her sisters to destroy Edward Dunc

AN UNKNOWN CALL COMES IN MY CELL “ hey, Ansel,now you know I’m back in town, you do owe me a drink “ “what do you say?, Avery’s voice sounded soft a soothing . “its nice to have you back Ave, lets meet at the Doom’s in thirty’’ Henry’s eyes budge in shock. I could hear his questions without him asking but I really needed to find out what is the sudden reason every supernatural being is returning back to Orleans . I wouldn’t be fighting a blind battle as an Alpha. “ Henry , help me get a black dress for V, Mrs Greene wishes to see her.” “You mean your mother wants to see her daughter in law to be” it sounds nice hearing the possibility of violet becoming mine but I wasn’t so engrossed with th

He was literally on the mission to muddle in this proceeding. “Let me deal with it, Zuriel! I know how to tame this rogue wolf.” “Relax, Zev! Wait for your part.” I fixated my eyes on Henry’s six-feet frame and replied. “As a human born with a wolf, you are a part of a supernatural world, Henry. And according to our rules, these kinds of conflicts can easily be sorted out by one-on-one fights. Now, the main question, was uncle Spencer aware of this rule?

Secretary Luke ordered me. I looked at Secretary Luke. I was nervous about what was happening, but I wanted to laugh at what Secretary Luke told me. "Do you think I'll follow a traitor like you?" I sarcastically asked Secretary Luke. I looked at Jacob Hernandez. I want to know who killed Winchester. Because of them, I could not experience a quiet, peaceful, and normal life as a young boy. "Who killed the Winchester family?" I asked Jacob. I already know who, but I want everything to come out of his mouth.

His roll brought him behind a concrete barrier just as more shots rang out. Two left. And they were coordinating. Henry's nostrils flared, sorting through the scent profiles. One shooter, forty feet north. Another circling behind him. He waited, counting heartbeats. When the flanking shooter's scent grew strong enough, Henry exploded from cover. The man was halfway through reloading when Henry crashed into him like a freight train. The last shooter panicked, spraying bullets wildly. Henry bounded from shadow to shadow, using the darkness and his supernatural speed to close the distance. When he struck, it was over in seconds.

“Just beat her to death. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you won't find it. A useless person has no value staying alive.” I opened my eyes. "Where is it?" Stella stared at me. "In her stomach. She swallowed it. It's wrapped in waterproof film." Stella pulled out a scalpel and offered it to me to handle. "Please retrieve it." I didn't take it. "That costs extra. Cutting open a body isn't included. "I only read, not retrieve." Stella laughed, the sound echoing through the junkyard. "You're not afraid that I'll kill you and dump your body here after I get it?"

Dylan sprung up from his seat, Henry ignored him as his eyes were now fixated on what Dylan was making research on. He picked up the papers and was looking at them, “That is none of your business” Dylan snatched the paper from him; Henry arched a brow at him. Like really? None of his business? “what are you doing with all of this?” Henry bent to look at the papers, “List of supernatural creatures, are there demon wolfs? How to catch a wolf with wolfsbane” Henry read aloud as he kept reading from paper to paper “Stop!” Dylan snatched all the papers and poured them on his desk

With outstretched arms, Sarah accepted congratulations from Henry before he began to address the real issue at the control room. He held up a book before he started. "Without Sarah, acquiring this book would have been impossible but her presence has made it possible therefore, we are celebrating her existence before we proceed to the next mission of bringing Virion from the land of the dead." He looked from one face to another. "Cheers!" They said in unison as their glasses of wine rammed into each other followed by the downing of the drink. Everyone is lined in a semi-circle directly facing the halo while Henry in their midst is chanting some spells, holding the opened book on one hand.