Jace Norman Henry Danger Season 5 Novels & Stories

“What do you think?” Jace tilted his head, considering. “I think she’s dangerous,” he said slowly, his voice syrup-smooth. “She’s unpredictable. And she’s… distracting Atlas from his duties.” My chest clenched. My vision pulsed black at the edges, fury boiling in my gut, but I didn’t let it show. Jace smiled wider at my silence. Father chuckled softly, a sound devoid of warmth. “Indeed.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, fingers steepled under his chin. His gaze pinned me like a wolf staring down prey.

"And you believed that? How many people has Janra deceived here? You are putting our comrade in danger!" Norma looked deadly at him. "We did nothing but steal that necklace!" From being black the circles in Henry's eyes turned yellow, Angry at what he heard. He took out a small bottle from his pocket and threw it at Norma's place. They grew and looked at the bottle rolled on his thigh. "Then why is that in your bed?" Anger is like the leader's order. Norma just looked at him in despair, Jeriza was shocked, confused by what was happening.

"Everything you need is in there." Antonio took it and flipped through the pages. "This might actually work," he admitted, his voice uncertain. I turned back to Jace. "If this info is bad—" Jace raised his hands. "Relax. I want Henry dead as much as you do. Now get outta here before I change my mind." I didn’t lose another second. I turned on my heel, headed straight for the door. Antonio followed, tucking the folder under his arm. We drove back to our safehouse in tense silence.

His dirty blonde hair, his blue eyes glint mischievously under the dim light, he grins like he’s entertained. ‘Why does he look familiar?’ “Relax,” he drawls. “We just came to say hi, no need to be so rude.” Brandon’s jaw clenches and he steps even forward, Isaac and a bunch of guys moves forward too. Dirty blonde chuckles, he radiates so much happiness for someone he looks like he just stepped into the lion’s den. “Who is he?” I whisper-ask Yara, trying not to draw attention to myself. She sighs. “Jace Norman, captain of the silverwolves, from silver high and damn psychopaths.”

“Did you know that they even have fan clubs and groupies? I bet they’d worship us if they knew we truly exist. We could even star in those Hollywood films and save a lot of production cost.” “That’s a brilliant plan.” Henry and I halted in our steps at Jace’s voice. How he hid his thoughts from me is still irking me. He stepped out from the corner, linking the library and the endless lines of guest rooms, revealing himself from his hiding spot. “Walk away, kid,” Henry stated as calmly as he could, but enough to command power. “Or what?” Jace stood his ground, tipping his head to the side, eyes studying. “Stay and find out.”

Henry wasn't happy now because he knew that the case was worse especially the fact that Lincoln could be so brutal to his father and take his entire wealth not to talk of his son that is proving to become an upcoming threat. "Son, it seems you are dealing with an epic foe, someone that is so dangerous than we have given him credit for so far," Thomas said. "Yes, Dad, I think I need to talk this out with Veronica when I get to see her at the company," Jake said and went out. "What about Howdy, have y6 seen him today?" Jake said he got to the entrance right before he was about the exit the compound. "Yes, I did, I saw him going to school this morning," Henry said. "Alright then, that's good, I

He felt like there was a flame burning inside him. "Jasper …" When Jennifer tried to calm him, another voice interrupted her. "Perhaps you should ask me. I might know where your container is." Jasper and Jennifer turned their heads around. When they saw Henry, Jasper dashed toward him and asked through gritted teeth, "Don't you want to save Natalie? Don't say I didn't warn you. You'll never find the antidote anywhere else!" "I think you're a bit confused. Apparently, you're more desperate than I am now, aren't you?" Henry looked at him casually with his hands in his pockets.

Though the scene threatened to overwhelm me, the hum of our bond throbbed faintly between us, its warmth keeping me grounded. “We need to secure the area,” Lucan said, his voice quiet but commanding. “Search for survivors—and any of Kael’s people who might still be here.” I opened my mouth to respond, but a voice cut through the din. “There’s no need.” My heart lurched as I turned to see Jace moving through the wreckage, hands raised in surrender. Soot and blood streaked his pale face, but his green eyes were clear and unwavering. Nearby wolves tensed, low growls rumbling in their throats. Lucan lifted a hand to silence them. “Stand down.”

she asks. But there is no other house. This is it. This is where we die. Janelle speaks up, her voice hollow. “What about school?” I snap, fury flaring in me. “Are you seriously worried about school right now? Look where we are!” I hear the front door creak open, and dread fills my gut. Slowly, I turn. There he stands, Jace, with that sickening smile. His hands are casually tucked into his pockets. “Well, baby girl,” he says, his voice dripping with venom, “You have nowhere to go.”

"Oh my gosh. That is only...." Rain could not continue her words. She was bound by a contract with Jace and vowed to carry out the contract until her mission was completed. Rain suddenly lost her appetite. She downed a can of coffee and finished the rest of her sandwich. "Rain," Ben took the girl's hand gently. "Don't come back to Darkwood. It's dangerous there. I won't be able to protect you. You don't know who Jace Dauntess really is. He is a… monster."