My Phony Valentine Henry Danger Novels & Stories

** From the dancefloor where he was dancing with his little niece, Ryan saw Danny, Olgy and Henry walking towards the dancefloor. “Mimi, I'll be back for the dance, okay?” He said and pecked the little girl's cheek before walking away. “Guys,” he called, walking to the boys. “Is this how you welcome your long time friends?” Henry, the fair, blonde hair boy said angrily and grabbed him by the suit. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't make me your prisoner,” Ryan apologized and they all laughed. “What kept you, uh? You know how much we've missed you?” Olgy, the fair skin boy spoke as they both embraced.

I feel like I'm on cloud nine. "Xavier, you are awesome. Thank you for the gifts. I love you," I sent the message. I brought the gifts to my room. I called one of the maids to help me arrange the flowers on the vase. I received another text from Xavier. "You are welcome, love. I am glad you like it," I let the maids bring me food. I forgot about the books and preferred to watch a movie while eating. It was just yesterday when my life was in danger, but I'm glad that Xavier was doing all effort to make me happy even in his simplest way.

I screamed in fear . I could see the shocked look on his face " I saved you from danger ,and is this how to thank your saviour? If I wanted to have your blood ,I would have done so the moment I met you lying on the floor unconscious where some wild pack might find you and kill you instead " he held my wrist tight which made me feel pain. " You're hurting me "I winced. Our eyes met ,and again I felt that same connection I had felt earlier" yeah right , everyone thinks we're evil , but we're not "he said in a very low tone which I hardly heard.

Like I was hypnotized. Suddenly, the door slammed, snapping me out of my zombie zone. "I am so sorry, didn't mean to startle you". Xavier muttered, staring at me with his cute hazel eyes. Something in his eyes made me feel safe and I smiled at him. "It's okay, babe". I am just tired and all... He cups my face and gives me a quick peck. "We will soon get home, princess". Then he fixed his seat belt and sped off. I never told him what I saw.

It is the kind of smile that belongs to a man who has just decided the game will be more dangerous if he sits close enough to touch the blade. By four o’clock, Julian Hart will be sitting across from him. By four o’clock, Adrian will remind him that beautifully written humiliation still has consequences.

“Sorry, Magnus, I have something for you…” Dorothy said, softly holding out a card, “I hope you…” Magnus tore the card into pieces without a word or a look. Dorothy gasped and bolted from the lake where Magnus often hid from his friends and Alpha training when he needed space. His eyes widened with shock at her running form. Confusion gripped him until he looked down at the grass, noticing it wasn’t a note from his best friend; it appeared to be something else. He knelt down, his hands shaking as he pieced it back together. Horror washed over him as the card went back together. He swallowed hard as he put the last piece back together. It was a Valentine’s Day card she was asking for him to b

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

The doctor looked visibly startled when he saw me in the hospital room. Not long ago, I had come to him for a prenatal checkup and asked how to ensure my baby's health. "I'm sorry. Unfortunately, the child couldn't be saved," he said, his voice tinged with pity and sympathy. "Should we inform the father? Strange, it's Valentine's Day, and he's not here with you. Was there something urgent?" Oddly, I felt nothing. Just an eerie calm.

“Now you’re speaking my language. But let’s be clear, Victor. If I’m putting my neck on the line for you, I want assurances. No half-measures.” “You’ll have them,” Victor promised, his tone unyielding. “But, Henry, this game is far more dangerous than you’re used to. The people we’re dealing with don’t play by the rules.” Henry laughed, raising his glass in a mock toast. “Danger, rules—who cares? If there’s one thing I love more than women and whisky, it’s a good fight. Count me in.” "So who are we dealing with?" Henry asked, his voice taking on a serious tone. "The new owner of Ryder."