Henry Winter The Secret History นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“That’s not what I mean! You already know it, Dennie.” Denver just rolled his eyes…again. “Fine, I will be just accompanying you.” He said as he took a sip of his newly-ordered beer. Henry scowled at the moment he uttered that. Then, he stood up and walked towards the secret room. Denver just watched his bestfriend talk to the keeper of the secret brothel. He muttered “oh shit!” when Henry pointed a finger towards his direction. In a minute, a voluptuous girl approached him and whispered to his ears every aroused man hoped to hear.

Henry moved carefully among the remnants of her younger self, noting the astronomy books stacked beside romance novels, the awards for academic excellence, the careful organization that spoke to her innate need for order and control. A photo album on her desk caught his attention, its worn cover suggesting frequent handling. Henry opened it with the guilty curiosity of someone exploring forbidden territory, finding page after page of high school memories. Their shared friend group smiled back at him from various events—dances, graduation, casual gatherings where their younger selves had possessed such certainty about the future.

“And if I’m right, she’s the key to unlocking how deep this goes.” — Twelve Hours Later – Prague, Czech Republic Aiden had never flown this fast or quietly. No security detail. No assistant. Just Julian, a forged invitation, and the name of a discreet wine gala being held in a marble estate just outside the city. They sneaked through the crowd unnoticed, Julian in black, Aiden trailing behind as support. The gala glowed with soft lights, whispered laughter, and a string quartet playing a minor key that gave the entire room a haunted feel.

Nova was the perfect cover. “Well, this is new.” I turned and found Henry in his worn-out jeans, a blue T-shirt, leaning on the locker. His long dark hair fell over his forehead in messy waves. “You’re early,” I told him. “I know, it’s normal since I live just one street down. But you? What happened? What did you do to Adrianna?” I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t do anything. I got an idea for another project of mine.” “Oh sweet brother! Another one! May I remind you that the last one is the reason I can’t show off my immense knowledge of the world in geography anymore?”

I snorted at her, "Oh you know mine well. Luke falls for my adorable and beautiful face and personality." I flipped my hair and smirked. "He courted me, and boom, there we have it. Now answer my question." I narrowed my eyes at them, smiling so sweetly. "Chill Snow," Dax interjected. "It just happened." "Happened? Really?" I huffed. I rolled my eyes at them and turned to Hannah. Leroy blocked my sight and interjected, "It's a certified secret." He winked at me. Oh c'mon! These guys… After an hour or so of hijacking Sir Tim's shop because of my loud squad, we finally went home. Luke drove me home.

I went back to searching for the perfect outfit to wear out. I finally settled on a sleek black dress and a pair of strappy heels. I was just about to leave when I remembered the brown envelope that Cullen had left for me. I made my way to his study, passing through the grand halls of the mansion. As I entered the room, I spotted the envelope on his desk. I picked it up. But then my eyes fell on a picture frame on the desk. It was an old photograph of Cullen and his cousin, Drew. I picked it up to take a closer look.

Henry arched a thick eyebrow. “I’m saying that I have been doing things these past few years that has been secret. Only Prince Regent knows about it.” Henry gasped so loud, it startled the horse. He stroked the animal’s mane as he controlled his horse. “The prince?” “Yes. I’ve been capturing enemy ships and obtaining secrets that will help Britain fight off Napoleon’s attacks.” Slowly, Henry’s wide-eyed expression relaxed and a hint of a smile touched his face. “How very interesting.” “I pray this doesn’t ruin our relationship.”

Not just about Henry Nosrevi and Henrietta Chandelier, I want to tell her all about me, Henry Iverson, the truest me. I don’t want to hide anymore, I am not afraid to let her know about my true identity anymore, I want her to know me, everything about me… My real name is Henry Iverson, I am the only heir of the Iverson Group, I was the child who the Peyton family took everything from. And she was completely right, I pretended to be a girl, entered Minerva, became her Secretary, and seduced her in order to approach her, so that I could convince her to transfer her shares to me, rebel with the rest of the board, and kick her out of the company, because I was here to retake Minerva that belongs

Nichole gave me an apologetic look even though she was hurt as well. Dumpp!! In the middle of our heated argument, we heard a loud sound which made us shriek extremely. "What the heck is this?" Natasha asked dramatically but her guts shut down when she saw Blake who threw the book on the table. "Read the book and find the details. Don't bother her again." He threw a murderous look to everyone particularly towards Natasha before made his way God knows where. "Rude much." I heard her mutter under her breath before she took the book "The Hidden Secrets" from the table and flipped the first page.

"The leaks online, that was you? Why help me?" Leonardo set down his knife and fork, his gaze intense as he looked at me. His tone was sincere, without the slightest hint of insincerity. "Now that you're my fiancée, this is what I should do. Let me tell you a secret. I actually fell for you at first sight seven years ago and searched for you for so long. I didn't expect that you were in a relationship with Dante back then." He paused, a touch of melancholy in his eyes.