Horrid Henry X Rude Ralph Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Fuck, he’s making them fight for his cock like dogs.” Henry growled, alternating between fucking both women. “Who’s the better slut, huh?” he roared, thrusting into Fenny, then yanking back into Sandra, making her shriek. “Who deserves this cock?!” "I do, oh I do," Sandra cried and shamelessly she came hard and fast around his dick. It took everything for Henry not to cum from how tight her walls gripped him. He pushed into Fenny's pussy and the bitch came a few seconds later.

Henry crawled on the ground, trembling hands pointing at Oliver. "Father, if you're not afraid of being haunted by vengeful spirits at midnight, then why should I be afraid of going to hell?" Oliver didn't care at all. "You bastard! You bastard, how did I give birth to a bastard like you! If I knew, I would've strangled you to death when you were born!" Henry pounded his chest and stamped his feet. Oliver was full of confidence, while Henry was miserably old. However, not a single person present felt sorry for Henry.

Scarlet cheeks cast down, the host stuttering out a quiet apology before hastily retreating. Kate scowled, one eyebrow rising as she awaited Colton’s explanation. “That was rude.” “Me?” he scoffed, shoulders rolling in defiance. “Rude is staring at your tits like he wanted to fuck them. He’s lucky I didn’t wring out his fucking neck.”

However, Henry pretended to be dead, lying motionless as the garbage spilled onto the ground. "Hey, come take a look. Someone's hiding in the trash can. These rich folks are really afraid of dying! This trash can is so smelly and disgusting. I even saw someone throw dog poop in there! Hehehe..." Stan's smile grew wider and wider. "I must say I admire your ability to endure all sorts of humiliation for the sake of escaping. I'm sure it has worked out well for you in the past, but unfortunately, it's me who you're dealing with today. I wonder where the other two kids went. Ah, Henry, you probably don't want to know what happens to those who don't listen, do you?"

“Experiment 12_ Henry Bart- Alpha werewolf- “X” Henry happened to be Harley’s childhood friend, it was even part of the reason she agreed to move here when her dad suggested they had to cause of work. Henry used to stay in Los Angeles but his parents moved here after they lost his sister, they planned a fresh start. Harley thought she could reconnect with her best friend after his grieving but soon teenagers started missing and Henry was one of them. Many still haven’t been found.

Raphael thundered. Henry was surprised at the turn of events. Weren't they speaking amicably to him just now? Why the sudden harshness? "Did I say something wrong?" Henry frowned. "Do I need your permission before sending you out? Get out!" Raphael said heatedly. Henry got up slowly, and looked at each of their faces. He felt a little bit intimidated by the aura they were emitting. "I'm sorry for disturbing you all. But I want to say something..." He paused as he took a deep breath.

Henry inquired. He had just awoken, feeling revitalized, and his body felt as good as new. The only thing that stank was his sweat-covered body. Henry couldn't find Riel anywhere, and the only person he saw was a man dressed like a nobleman but with unhuman-like features. 'Ah, I actually died.' 'I'm sorry, father!' Henry sobbed. "How dreadful." When Henry heard that voice, he immediately turned around to see his friend Riel staring at him with his customary disdainful expression. He attempted to jump towards me, but got halted.

Then came the second humiliation. Someone walked by, too casually, and knocked the tray from his hands. Food splattered across his shirt, the floor, the table. Laughter erupted. Henry froze. Liam again, of course. “Oops. My bad. Didn’t see you there, pup.” The cafeteria roared with laughter. Henry’s wolf surged, clawing at his chest, begging for release. His nails bit into his palm as he whispered to himself—not here, not now, don’t give them the satisfaction.

So they both came with the driver for the shopping. In the shopping mall, Hira roamed her badly everywhere. Her head was feeling dizzy. She excused herself from Hania and went to the washroom. When she entered, her feet halted after listening to the voices coming from inside. When a familiar voice hit her ears, she slightly opened the door.

"Filthy capitalist, give us back our money!" One of the burly men raged and rushed toward Henry. Henry dodged and grabbed his wrist, elbowing his chest. The man stumbled back. The other five men leaped toward Henry together with their knives. Henry reacted quickly but he was still hurt. With a ripping sound, the knives tore his sleeves. The blood gushed out of his wound, disappearing quickly in the rain. Henry roared and kicked the man away. The man held his stomach while kneeling on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of stomach acid and blood.