My Phony Valentine Henry Danger Novels & Stories

I replied to him calmly while he laughed darkly, taking out a piece of paper from his pant's pocket. "This says you pay me the last day of every month Violet, not a day or two days after. Do you think I'm playing with you here?" he asked me, still fuming. Henry was a short man, maybe two inches taller than I was, with light brown skin and very soulless eyes. He was quite an unattractive man. He had even made sexual advances to me when I just moved in here with my mother, of which I had declined then.

​He didn't reply, instead, he stepped close again, closer than before, until I could smell the faint scent of expensive cologne and something deeper, like leather and warm spice. He placed his hands on my shoulders, his touch professional yet utterly invasive, and stared down at me. ​“I think you owe me one more thing, Mona,” Kade murmured, his thumb gently tracing the faint, hairline scar tissue near my left eye, the hidden marker of my brutalized childhood. “You owe me the name of the man who put this there. If we’re partners, I think it's imperative to know why you hate all men so much.”

--- A soft knock echoed through the quiet apartment. Henry looked up from the book resting on his lap. With a sigh, he placed it on the coffee table and shifted in his wheelchair. He moved toward the door slowly, his hands steady on the wheels. Unlocking it, he pulled the door open. His breath caught when he saw a man he hadn’t seen in years. “Valen,” Henry whispered, his voice nearly cracking. “You came.” Valen gave a quiet nod, his eyes sweeping over Henry from head to toe. “Long time,” he murmured, glancing briefly past him toward Caleb.

"You've never felt this way for a woman in a long time, and it's totally normal to feel scared." "Look at you," Henry sneered playfully. "Who named you the relationship expert?" Tyler chuckled and shook his head. "I may be mateless, but that doesn't mean I don't know a thing or two about love." Henry scoffed and walked over to the mini bar and poured himself a drink. "One day I'll find my mate, and my advice would come in handy." Henry laughed softly. After gulping down the drink, he felt more relaxed. "Alright. Let's get this over with." He muttered. "Send for the guards. Let them be at their positions before the moon comes up. I have to be in the underground before Aurora returns."

"I'm very sorry Eve. I know you are not in the mood to speak with me but I hope you accept these gifts. Get well soon." Eve kept the phone on her lap and folded her arms across her chest. She stared at the flowers and shifted her face to the box of chocolates. "They are nut-free," Henry announced. She was about to speak when the door to the office was pushed open. Phil walked in. Eve glared at him and went on to press her phone. Henry turned toward him with astonishing eyes. That was fast he thought. He had expected Phil to take about five minutes to get to the security department to get Dane.

"I know right?! I'm Jack and I'm actually gay." 5 "Haha, Hi Jack, I'm Anastasia, I'm straight but don't worry I'm an anti-homophobe," 17 "I'm glad to hear that here is my number. I would like to hang some time 'cause you seem pretty cool but, I have to go, my boyfriend is waiting for me. Also, there is a guy in the corner of this room shooting daggers towards me. I think he is your boyfriend, anyways call me girl!" Jack says as he gets off the barstool

She knows that it is a year already but it seems the tragedy had passed in a matter of seconds. Henry who can't bear seeing the Lady cry started to cover Valeria in the cape that he is wearing. If you are going to look at them, Henry is like an eagle spreading his wings to protect its young from the sun's heat. Everyone was stunned at what they have witnessed. Pelird starts to wonder if the man in front of him is still their brother. On the other hand, Zion is proud of his brother. He realized that Henry has a talent for wooing girls too.

“That’s right, Claire. Ethan still cares about you. Just earlier, he was talking about surprising you for Valentine’s Day.” She turned to him, but her words were meant for me. “We’re all adults here. A little fun isn’t a big deal, right? Don’t take it to heart…” As she spoke, she picked up a bottle and aimed it at the scattered condoms on the floor. “Have you ever played with water balloons? They’re soft and feel just right against your skin. You should try it.” The still-warm latex pressed against my arm. My stomach lurched violently. The nausea surged up my throat, and I couldn’t hold it back—I vomited.

She hurriedly goes for my belt and undoes the buttons of my pants afterward. I pull up the big hoodie she's wearing to expose more metal on her. Three daggers and a gun. They are both silver and have the same initials as her necklace. NV. I think it's time I get to know something about her. I'm so relieved that she's not some helpless girl who does not know how to take care of herself. I'm surrounded by danger and the first thing your rivals go after is the one thing you care for. The moment they know I have a soft spot for this girl, she'll automatically be in deeper shit than she already is.

"I'm saying this because everyone knows he doesn't offer legal covering to most companies. And honestly, we don't have the money to pay for it." The omega went still, her back arched at an odd angle, for sure her spine was broken. The alpha didn't. I leaned forward. Hmm, that's an interesting effect. "You don't need money when you have me. My birthday is coming up, I'll ask him then. He'll do it for me, trust me." "Ah, valentine's day," I flashed Leonard a smile. "You remembered." He rolled his eyes. And goodness, did he look so sassy doing it. "Please, how could I forget? By the way, you owe me a thousand dollars. I accept cash only."