Horrid Henry Age Novels & Stories

“Your family knows very well that when a vampire turns you, you have to serve them for the first 500 years of your immortal life. Your family ran away, and what’s worse is your father took you even after he promised me your hand.” Henry looks like all vampires, handsome and pale. He has blonde hair, amber eyes, and he has a lean body. He is about six feet tall, and he was eighteen when he was turned. He spent his whole life trying to get everyone to treat him like a man, but he still gets treated like a teenager. “You have money and an army of vampires in England. What more do you want?” I ask him.

When Henry and I got together, my age was going to be a problem, but Mom, determined to make sure I won without letting anyone in the family know, found a way to manipulate my age and make me older than I was. When I found out along the way that Henry was equally as despicable as I was, I didn’t bother hiding my age from him anymore, and unsurprisingly, he didn’t care. And everyone who doesn’t know me personally most likely thought that I was twenty-four years old when I was only just twenty-one. Henry wasn’t the man of my dreams or a prize like Scarlet thought he was to me. In fact, I couldn’t care less about the man at first. He was just something Scarlet had, and since I believed she didn

The chatter in the plane suddenly dies down and I am pulled back from my thoughts, focusing on the other guys in the room rather than my mate that has busied herself with looking out the window, just to avoid facing me I’m sure. There are other seats I could have taken and I had intended to do that. My legs somehow brought me here and I didn’t want to look like I was avoiding her so I just sat. All the guys are looking at me, their expressions almost identical. I cocked a brow when they didn’t look away or try to come forward. After a silent debate, the oldest in the group, Henry, he is 36 and one of our oldest and best combat fighters. His best trait is how perceptive he is, and as he walke

He’s coming up on his thirty-third birthday and he’s starting to feel the need to take a mate and have pups,’ he says. ‘But what if she’s younger than him? Quirin and Kennedy have quite an age gap. She’s young enough to have given him a lot of pups,’ I say. ‘Yes, which is what Quirin keeps trying to remind Henry of. I get the impression that Henry thought that Kennedy would be his mate. I thought he was waiting to see if Wendy was his mate, but now it seems he’s lost patience with waiting.’ “He did offer to come today and for your father’s trial, but I told him we were good,” Warren says.

By the time, she would probably still be sleeping and he didn't want to disturb her. So instead, his thoughts floated to the fact that he was turning a year older. It didn't really seem like it, but he got the dates correct. Celebrating his birthday was something he never really did, not since his fifteenth birthday when his parents decided they knew better than him and decided to get something he didn't want at all. Henry could still remember running away and coming back at nightfall where his parents started to apologize to him, but he deed was done. He no longer liked birthdays, and to him, they would remain a constant source of disturbance to him.

Harley half yelled with huge eyes and a dramatic tone. "I thought Harry would've murdered you or something" Henry added and Harry glared at him. "No, don't give me that serial killer look, it makes me have nightmares" I smiled, shaking my head. Typical Henry with his humourous sentences. "You guys really did stay together in a building for hours and you're still alive?" Henry asked like he was thinking about it again and finding it hard to believe. "Wait, do you still have your kidneys?" He asked me and I chuckled. "He didn't pull out your intestines, did he?"

Janni, the Confezzioni Family's consigliere in his 70s, smiled subtly as he wrinkled the corners of his eyes. White-haired Henry, who was of similar age to Janni, carefully looked over Valentine and the others. Valentine, Leo, Eugene, Janni Alburno. With each person he examined, tension rose in the old man's eyes. But he was trying hard to hide it. Eugene could be certain that today's target was this old man named Henry. "I'm so full I can't stay awake. You can't fool age, I tell you. I'll be leaving first." Henry wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up. Watching him, Janni Alburno said quietly.