Horrid Henry Audio Books Novels & Stories

Then again, Daciana will be damned to have intercourse with this stinking pig. “Calm down, baby girl. I'm about to make you feel good” he coaxed as he ripped off her blouse. His eyes met with those plummy breasts of hers. His mouth watered, and his arousal began unsettling. Henry intended to pull off his pants when a frightening sound was heard. “What the fuc. k!” he cursed, turning to behold a scary figure—the door was shattered and the figure was literally pitch dark. He almost jumped in fear as those bright red eyes glared murderously at him.

Safety the RCMP or any other agency were unprepared for. He could hear kids crying and a soft grumble of adults talking. Ian wondered if that’s how they spoke or if they feared their voices would attract the Faes attention. From everything he’d learnt so far about these creatures. He’d not put it past them to hear things they shouldn’t. Or attracted by sound. His partners shifted again, with a few grunts and groans this time. Ian thought he heard Al’s gravelly voice complain about the cold.

Henry Brown. Henry and his assistant had been going through Selene’s laptop. They couldn’t really tell what exactly they were looking for. But they needed evidence. They needed something, anything at all. As long as it would make his side of the story very credible. Henry yawned, it was tiring but he couldn’t give up! He was taking a glass of water when his assistant screamed. Henry almost spat out the water in his mouth. Did he find something? Why did he scream like that and become silent?

"Alex! Are you scared? I just want to play a trading game with Andy. I didn't kill anyone, so we can't break the law." Although Henry's words were quite calm, Alex still didn't understand the entire content that Henry wanted to convey, what did he want to do? Alex thought while unconsciously looking at the bed next to him, he couldn't understand, what kind of influence did this woman have on Henry that made him do such crazy things? Henry saw Alex's bewildered face, he knew that Alex still didn't understand the entirety of his words, he continued speaking. "Find me some bones of dead animals, dogs or cats are fine. However, only take the broken bones, not the whole skeleton. Then burn the bo

Henry kicked the coffee table next to him with a gloomy expression. [Serena, what do you mean by this?!] [Are you crazy?!] [Who gave you the guts to say something like this?!] No one replied. Henry stood up, quickly heading toward the parking lot, dialing my number as he walked. “Beep... The number you have dialed is unavailable.” “Damn it!” He cursed under his breath, yanking open the car door. “Serena, pick up the damn phone!” Still no reply. The wind was strong at night, but it could not blow away the fear in Henry's heart.

His organs were not even injured, and there was no blood or anything. The method seemed to be too much for some people. Henry immediately relieved Sanders' pain. Sanders collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. He looked at Henry, terrified, as if he had seen a demon. Everyone who witnessed that remained silent. Henry, who appeared gentle and friendly with a smile, was cruel and ruthless. Lora trembled. She could never understand Henry clearly. Even though she had previously defended Henry, she was skeptical that he would keep his promises. However, at that moment, she realized he was a man who would do what he said.

The fear had teeth, and it was awake now. A sound froze him mid-step,a hiss, sharp and deliberate, carried through the iron grates that sealed the dungeon below. “The Luna thinks she can silence me… but truth has teeth,” the voice spat, venom lacing each word. Henry’s stomach twisted. He knew that tone. He knew that voice. Heart hammering, he ran down the hall, feet barely touching the floor. He burst into Jayden’s room, shaking him awake. “He’s planning something!” Henry whispered, voice quivering. “That mean man Jonathan… he’s… he’s saying things… plotting!”

I asked, leaning in, voice low and conspiratorial. She sniffed, wiping her nose, then tapped her smartwatch, angling her wrist toward me. “Listen to this.” I leaned closer, her arm brushing mine, the faint hum of the watch filling the air. Henry’s voice came through, low but clear, dripping with venom as he tore into Cindy—calling her pathetic, amdvmocking her accident. My veins burned with rage, but when he talked about poisoning her, sending her “back to her maker,” I gripped my glass so tight it nearly shattered, rage crashing through me like a storm.

He knows him really well. Braiden. "Norie where are you? Is this Braiden? Norie? Norie can you hear me?" Henry almost yelled as he can hear the voices and shuffling sound on the other side. "You piece of...." Henry was stunned as he heard a yelp and then a loud thud. Before he could conclude he heard Alex screaming. "NORAE." Henry's eyes widened. He rushed toward the pack house and as soon as he reached, he didn't even bother to park the car properly and ran inside with phone still attached to his ear.

The stack of paperbacks that was normally on a shelf had fallen in different angles. "Gross," was all I could say. I found my way to his room and opened the door slowly. Firstly, I peeked into the room. Henry was on the bed, tummy flat to it. He had his headphones on and was laughing loudly. He probably didn't realize he was so loud due to the music or whatever from the headphones. I shut the door and tiptoed to the bed, trying not to be too loud so he wasn't going to know I was there.