Henry X William Afton Novels & Stories

It was a huge change for both of them and it was tough for Henry. At first, he refused to believe that he had killed someone and that he couldn't be held accountable. But finally, it dawned on him, that he has done something terrible. That the people he killed were people that deserved to die. People like Mr. Jenson and his family. People like Mr. Katerina, the owner of the coffee shop. They were victims like everyone else. Henry couldn't bear thinking of his own life without anyone to talk to. So for three months, he had to cope with this awful loneliness.

I hung up. “Who was that?” Ashton asked and I raised my brows at him, my eyes quickly meeting his. Was he seriously asking me that? Anger rose up within me, my eyes shooting lasers at him and I was so sure he could see it and sense it too. “My bad” he raised his hands in an Innocent surrender but I only hissed. Turning my attention back to the file, we discussed Henry for a while longer before dropping the files to go for more. Henry's name is stained and as long as we have a lot of offense to pin his name to, we are good. We'll just have to pay him a visit.

If it hadn’t been for a good friend acting quickly, Christian Henry would still be dead. No one knew his secret, not even Aaron, a man he’d met a couple of decades after his world had been torn apart and then patched back together again. Even though they were battling a beast with a similar story, Christian hadn’t dared mention to Aaron what he’d been through. In fact, in the years since he’d been murdered and brought back to life, only twice had he ever even considered mentioning what had happened to him to another person. One of them had been Janette Findley, who seemed to suspect there was more to his story than he was letting on. And the other was Cadence.