Ouat Henry's Book Novels & Stories

Yumi's POV - “What book is that?” Henry asks, staring at the back of the book Zainab is reading across from him on the island. “Oh, this?” Zainab grins, turning the book around, “It’s a romance novel, ‘Paper Hearts’”. Zana rolls her eyes with a lazy groan, “That’s the twelfth time she’s reading it”. Henry chuckles humorously, “Stench fanatic”. I look between the three, busy filling my mouth with buttered popcorn. Henry would occasionally give me smoldering glances that often shake my body whole and the way his eyes would drag along the stretch of my lips…I couldn’t help the unstable heartbeat.

I couldn't believe how this was supposed to be so easy for me to open up to him, sharing stories and laughter with simplicity. It was as though we had known each other for years, not minutes. I felt some sort of bonding with Henry that I couldn't quite explain, yet there it was, bubbling along just beneath the surface. And the more we strolled around, I couldn't stop noticing the real intricate tattoo on Henry's arm dragon in black ink with its scales and claws down to every minute detail. "What is that?" I asked, curious and finding myself at a loss for something better to say. "Are you in some type of cult?

I wasn't asking questions, Harry wasn't saying anything about his action, Lena was so quiet I almost forgot she was here and Henry's eyes slightly squinting playfully clearly showed that he was amused. There was silence in the room and it lasted for some seconds until Lena decided to say something. "Did you find the book?" She asked Henry but I caught her stealing glances at Harry and I. Henry showed her a big book with a blue hard cover. It was a text book "Yeah, I found it" Lena smiled at him. "I think we should just leave for the cafe so this lovebirds can do whatever...." "Henry" Harry called warningly without looking at him.

He noticed Henry texting someone. When they left the restaurant, Hannah approached them. Henry had introduced Hannah to him as his girlfriend. She pretended not to know him and greeted him with a smile. Oliver had glanced at her expression, then at the clueless Henry. He felt a little subdued. Hannah reached out to Oliver after returning that night. At first, Oliver hadn't planned anything. However, she often reported Henry's movements to him. He was impressed with a piece of information she had delivered. Henry had told Hannah that he chose to pursue finance after majoring in mathematics to compete to be the heir of Toussaint Holdings.

Though his ankle is obviously in no condition for walking, Henry does not let that stop him. "Are you sure that's safe, what if you fall down the stairs?" Henry shrugs. "I've already done it a few times. The fear has faded. But I wanted to talk to you about something. Since I can't do much, I went down to Sebastian's office and searched through the books. A lot of them are super old, and I ended up finding one on myths. Evangeline, you're a myth." "I'm a myth?" I repeat him as I help him to the couch.

And because I don't have much time left at the academy, I could just try my luck and woo some lovely naive girl to fall in love with me and bring her home and. My ideas had gone too far. In any case, I'm curious how long Henry will take. The orb became dimmer by the minute. It won't take long before it fully fades. Tap, tap, tap Talk about the devil. I noticed Henry climbing down with a purple book that appeared to be pretty special. There were even gold linings on the edges. "I see you took my advice to heart." "Of course. What do you think of the unique rank skill "A Serpent's Slither?"

“Look , Hen, this might be your school someday. That’s if mum lands a good job and then enough money to get a mortgage in this area, Olivia might soon tire of us.” Henry didn't answer. Instead he scratched at himself and pulled at his clothes. He was getting uncomfortable in the desert heat. I unbuttoned his shirt to let his sweat dry a bit so he could cool down. I put him back in the cot and turned back to the direction we came from. There was no point going further, I found what I came for.

Henry chuckled while Nathan glanced at him, puzzle. "Are you sure you don't need my help?" Nathan asked. "Don't worry... I always used protection!" Henry was laughing. "Use it properly, you idiot! You have a strong genes to spread____" "You told me I was lack of experience when I already got three good looking kids___" "I got twins in one blow! wait until my wife regain her memories and will make another pair!" Nathan quickly cut Henry's proudness. "Oh well, I'll be glad to make two or three more girls one day___"

I am aware that he is like looking at my face for a long time and is keep on glancing at me. “Ahmmnn a book entitled Wuthering Heights by Emily Bonte, Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens, and hemmnn Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.” I said as I look into the books there. “I see, those are rare books now since they are old and people nowadays don’t like sad and pure narration stories.” Henry said and I just nod. Henry is now helping me through the pile of books. It was almost 30 minutes yet we haven’t found one of the 3 books.

I say, grinning widely to hide the fact that I completely ignored that command. Sinclair groans, tilting his head back, realizing he’s never going to get his house back to the way it was. I pat him on the arm, knowing that it’s the right choice. Henry should have free run of the house, and if I’m ever pregnant again… “It’s very practical,” Henry says, raising his eyebrows at his son. “But I came up with information,” he says, pulling a folder from the little pocket by his side, “on the cult that Roger and Cora discovered.”