My Phony Valentine Henry Danger Novels & Stories

He pushes his feet at the break as he sighted Roberto standing in the middle of the road. “What the fuck!” Henry yells banging his fist at the horn. Henry alight. “Get off the road!!” Roberto didn't misuse that great opportunity. He ran to Henry, he hits a punch on his face. “You rascal, how dare you fuck my wife?” Henry was able to hold his arms and Roberto tries to get off his grasp. “You can beat me later. Right now, your wife's life is in danger” Henry explained. “How do I believe all that gibberish? Huh?”

“Besides, Leo is a cute nickname.” He smiles a little, but it promptly disappears when I level him with a glare. Perhaps it’s about time to act on my murder threats and bury the sorry sod where the sun doesn’t shine. As if sensing my thoughts, Henderson places the letters on the table before me and retreats, probably to polish his casket. Valerie skims through them, placing mine and the house bills to the side, then keeps one. “You got a post mail?” I ask feeling curious. “Yeah. Been waiting for it too.”

"You can't be this cruel to me, Callum. We've been in a relationship for five years…" I leaned down toward her and looked right into her pleading eyes as I said coldly, "You killed our five years of relationship when you used that ointment on me, Yvette. Be prepared to enjoy the bankruptcy I've prepared for you." The police car's red siren flashed crazily in the night, exposing the fake glamor of the night's celebration. Henry was dragged out of the hall by two policemen like a rag doll, and when he passed by me, he started struggling violently. His eyes were filled with red veins as he roared at me like a madman.

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

Henry, being nosy, prodded, "It's been over a month since you and Haley tied the knot, and you still haven't sealed the deal. Having performance issues, huh?" Shane's response was silence. Unaware of the danger, Henry pressed on, teasingly pushing the boundaries. "Oh, forgot you're still a virgin. Need some pointers? Maybe I should share some resources to help you learn?" Shane's expression darkened, his teeth gritted, "Henry, that piece of land you wanted? Gone. The limited-edition luxury sports car you had your eye on? Gone too." Henry was speechless. He realized he had crossed a line.

Even when Pedro kissed me before, it didn't have the same effect as that mysterious man. About fifty minutes had passed, and Kim hadn't called yet. My gaze was suddenly drawn to a bald man wearing sunglasses. For some reason, I caught a strange movement from the man sitting in the corner of the room. His hand moved slowly, pulling out an object that I could tell was a gun—wait, what? My eyes darted to his target—a guy sitting a few tables away. Without thinking, I bolted toward him. Bang! “Watch out!” I yelled, shoving him to the ground just as the bullet whizzed past us. We crashed into a table, sending everything tumbling.

"I got her. She believed me. Wow. I can't wait to scorn and taunt her after Callen is done fucking and dumping her. She is so timid and clueless to think anyone, especially someone like the alpha prince, would accept a dirty pig like her as a mate. Foolish girl!' A sharp gasp slipped my lips as I slapped my mouth shut, breathing heavily at the realization of what was actually happening. Oh my goodness.. "I almost fell into the trap of giving my virginity to the same man that would crush me to pieces. His plan was to fuck and dump me!" I breathed shakily, swallowing hard as I began sweating already. "Fuck it!" My wolf cursed, growling in anger and pain. I hissed and took my bath without being

I smiled as I clasped the necklace around my neck. He stood across from me, grinning like an idiot. This Valentine’s Day may have started off as a complete disaster, but the ending wasn’t that bad at all.

“Maybe I don’t want to be your thing.” That smile again, slow, lethal, the smile of a man who’d already decided. “Then it’s a good thing I wasn’t asking.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel the heat radiating off him, the scent of bourbon and dark spice filling her lungs. “Give me your number.” Her stomach clenched. This was it, the kind of moment her handler had warned her about. The first step into the snare. If she gave it, Dante Vitale would have her tethered. If she refused…

“I heard she’s beautiful and….well, sexy.” Denver glared at his bestfriend, who happens to be looking in the same direction to where he was. “Come on, Denver! You’re being too serious!” “Serious is good.” “So is fun. Speaking of it, I have something for you.” Henry grabbed something from his pocket and pulled out a black shinning card. Denver already knew what it was by just a glance at it. “No.” “What? I just—I’ve bought it for a hundred dollars, Dennie!”