Invisible Brad Henry Danger Novels & Stories

I didn't try to lift my hands; the raw tissue of my palms was still fused by cold ash to the lodestone edge, using the physical connection to keep the volatile, freshly seated fire in my blood from boiling over. The two remaining vanguard soldiers on the iron footbridge didn't look back at their general. They looked at Killian, their featureless iron visors tracking the slow, rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, the heavy frost-tempered chains wrapped around his torso vibrating against his newly forged flesh with a sharp, warning clink.

Or should I say, giving me a bad look. “What a lucky dog,” he said to me before finally passing us. Maybe he will go to the mini gym on the third floor to practice. “Be careful on your way home, Henry. The dog with dangerous rabies might bite you,” I told him with a serious face. Henry just looked at me evilly but didn’t say anything. Then he opened the door to the mini gym. “Be careful of Henry, Shanra. We know him. He’s a bad person,” Tom warned me as we boarded the elevator.

Henry blurted out casually and I stared at him with a shocked expression on my face. My eyes bulged wide open and my face went pale. "What?" I asked in almost a whisper, unable to believe what I was hearing. However, he was Henry Brundeen, he had the power to find out anything he wanted. How could I be this stupid? Of course he would find out in the end. "Does this mean that you are not angry?" I asked, giving him puppy eyes and trying to look adorable. "You put your life in danger Abigail! Do you know how worried I was?" He asked, his voice getting louder.

" A flash of pure, venomous malice cut across Henry's eyes. "Brad, you'd better pray the enforcers don't find evidence linking you to this, or I'll hire the best damn lawyers in the state to bury you." Brad's tone dripped with contempt. "Please. Enlighten me—how does a broke, powerless witch-doctor plan on taking on the Silver Lake pack?" Henry snorted, "You actually think having a pack at your back makes you untouchable?" "At least to you, it does. Though... if you're willing to walk over there and slap Camille across the face for me, I might let it slide."

Henry pressed his lips together firmly with the look of disbelief crossing his stern features. “You can’t be serious. You’re still choosing to defend him when the evidence is right in front of your face?” “That hardly counts as evidence. Just because it was one of his pack members,” I said, shaking my head. “Why would Gavin want to hurt someone in his own pack?” “Because he’s dangerous, Erin,” Henry said, releasing his hold on my arms. “How can you continue to defend that monster?” “He’s not a monster,” I said, my tone hardening.

The road ahead stretched into darkness—empty, silent, wrong. “They turned into a route I’m not familiar with,” he rushed. “This is Crimson Moon territory. I don’t…” “That’s a lie.” The car went quiet. Henry’s shoulders tightened. His grip on the wheel turned rigid, his knuckles paling. “You were scared,” I said quietly—quieter, but far more dangerous. “You saw what happened last time—the ambush, the guns.” I tilted my head slightly. “And you decided losing them was safer than finding out what comes next.”

It was as if, with just a beckoning of my hand, he would give me his life. “Want to see?” The sense of danger dissipated the moment he spoke. I nodded without thinking. “Yes. Definitely.” Henry’s eyes flicked slightly, a dangerous edge coloring his tone. “Once you see it, there’s no going back. “Tattooing this spot will hurt.” I had cried like a baby the last time I had gotten my collarbone tattooed. “Then… maybe forget it.” I breathed a secret sigh of relief. Henry’s expression said, “I knew it”, but he didn’t expose me.

Henry, who had been silent for a while, went up to look at some of them. "You know my eyes are not good, I can't see well at night. How do you think this is Sean.” The people around were startled, they forgot that Henry was blind in one eye. The road view is not very good. “Second brother, do you really have to do it to such an extent. Why do you hate Henry, my eldest brother so much?” Eric turned around and hugged Henry tightly. He also coordinated to pat him on the back to comfort him. “That's right, is this trying to cut off a relationship? Or you are looking at the wrong person.”

“Who said anything about violence?” “I don’t know...” Henry turned around and stared at the large men, with scary tattoos covering their whole arms, one of them was pumping his chest, another had a scarf tied around his bald head, and he faced forward. “I think it is pretty clear these men are violent, no offence boys...” They merely shrugged. “None taken” one of them mumbled. Adrian groaned and hit the steering wheel dramatically. “Okay fine, fine, fine...dad!” “You need to behave son” Henry replied.

"Thank you." He nodded and closed the door. After a few minutes, Ashar came back to the car with Gamma Henry. They got in the car and sat in the front seats. Ashar started the car and Henry glanced at Abigail. "Are you okay?" He asked. He was unknown to Abigail so Henry introduced himself to her. "I am the Gamma of the Blood Moon pack, Gamma Henry." Abigail found that this man was not as dangerous as her newly found mate. When Henry saw her quiet he turned his head to Ashar. "Maybe she doesn't like to talk to me. I bet Xavier would find a way to talk to her." Henry chuckled as he thought how Xavier was the hero of every lady in their pack house.