Horrid Henry X Rude Ralph Novels & Stories

She was so narrow-minded, so how could she apologize to this useless bum? Besides, he was her son-in-law! After stammering for a good while, Martha gave Philip a deadly stare. She wished she could make a voodoo doll of him that she could poke to death! Philip was startled as well. He had not thought that Henry would use his power this way. Thus, he immediately shook his head and waved his hands. “No, no, no, Mr. Turner. I’m really fine.” However, Henry refused to back down. With his expression still chilly, he stared at Martha as he said threateningly, “You can choose not to apologize. However, I would like to tell you that even the reputable people in Riverdale will address me respectfully

Henry growled back, his wolf taking a defensive stance. “Isn’t it obvious?” Eric asked. “Men like Henry only care about one thing… getting the throne. Your Enigma baby prevents him from doing that.” Xaden growled again, his wolf surging, only stopping because Lucas was inserting himself between the brothers. His wolf understood that Lucas was not a threat and was family, but all he could see when he looked at Henry was a threat to his mate, and he only knew one thing… he had to eliminate that threat. “I wasn’t after Maeve, I was after her baby,” Henry hissed as if that made it any better.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Then he recoiled. "Henry. Give me the scent of the man who took you from the nursery. The one with the scar." "You mean the bad man?" Henry’s voice was small. "The bad man. Remember how he smelled? Like old copper and cheap cigarettes?" Henry nodded. He didn't close his eyes this time. He just stared at Richard.

a voice suddenly called out. A mysterious man approached, making her jolt in shock. He was dressed ruggedly in a torn yellow raincoat that looked like he wore nothing underneath. His breath was so foul her nose twitched when he spoke. “How may I help you?” she asked, her voice trembling. She hated that she was showing fear, but she couldn’t help it. He smirked, licking his lips disgustingly. “Nothing. Just wondering what a pretty lady like you is doing out on an empty street. Can I buy you a drink, my love?”

Henry raised his hand to stop them. "How dare you accuse us of such a vile thing, Alpha Henry?" Zylon said, clearly furious. "I want to see Ruby Rue now. I'm not leaving here, and if you refuse, I'll attack," Henry had truly gotten brave. He came to my pack to threaten me and demand to see my mate!

Riley said loud and clear in a strong voice. He barks out an ugly laugh as he let her arm go. "Oh, damn, that was intense," he laughed. His men were laughing with him even Sadie was smirking. "Okay, apart from all the melodramatic, call your mate for help," Henry sneered as she sealed her lips in a thin line. "Go on," he cooed evilly.

Henry is a type of guy who gave no fuck to the world, even if it means having his own flesh and blood died before his eyes. "I swear to fucking God, I'll kill you if you're trying to set us up," Xavier hissed as he watched Henry sat comfortably in the swivel chair. They look similar to each other. The three of them, actually. Consider that they have the same mother and their fathers were brothers, they sure look so much like each other. Except that Henry did not inherit Ivanov's typical hair colour. While most Ivanov members have brown as their hair colour, Henry has a blonde.

Lisa, the chocolate vendor, gave me too much for what I paid for and handed over a basket instead of a small box. See what I’m talking about? They are spoiling Rory with gifts. “I would never dare,” Henry hollered. “I’d like to keep my limbs intact, your majesty.” The sarcasm in his last two words made me groan. “Fuck off,” I shut my mouth when I heard gasps from the people who heard me. I glared at Henry, who shrugged his shoulders in return. “But seriously, though, I don’t think she would mind. But what will happen if you find your mate?”

Henry out and use bad words: "Get the fuck out of my house, you madman, if you touch a strand of my nephew's hair, I'll beat you up, don't blame this old woman for getting mad!" Mr. Henry was beaten by Mrs. Ferty, who repeatedly hit him on the head causing him to let go of Andy's hand and run out of her house. He clutched his head in pain and forced his mouth to curse at Mrs. Ferty and Andy: "You bastards, do you want to eat jail time? Beating people like that for no reason is the only way I can resist, don't blame me!"