Ray Henry Danger Novels & Stories

Asher replied and Henry smiled patting his shoulders. "Thank you." Henry said and Asher smiled at him. "Thanks to you for still believing me after whatever my brother had done to Kylie. I still can't believe that my brother had done this... I never thought he would do something like this... But, why would he do this?" Asher asked but it's more like, he is questioning himself with a frown. Henry and Sarah looked at each other before looking at him. "Yeah... It's kind of something I was thinking too... But, the only question that got into my mind was... Is Damon in danger?" Henry asked and Asher's head snapped at him.

I was waiting for her to answer but she could even open her mouth Stefan butted in “I… and Victoria are friends Mr. Dewan” Hearing his answer my hand sub consciously turned into a fist, I simply tilted my head a little and gestured Ryan who was standing behind me, upon receiving my signal Ryan very dramatically pulled out his safety gun from his back and unswervingly fired four rounds of bullets at Stefan who was sitting on my couch. Each bullet fired by Ryan landed on either side of Stefan, his fired bullets smoothly pierced right thorough my couch merely missing a small inch from Stefan body, seeing this bold act of Ryan I saw a visible flash of fear pass through Stefan and Victoria eyes.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

“So…” He started, deliberately trailing off while Elora spiraled off in panic, her hands covering her exposed breasts. “…you met with Vincent Reynolds today.” Elora nodded more times than needed, all the while squinting her eyes to get a better view of the stranger before her. “Who are you?” She whispered again. “Dimitri Santini. Remember that name because it may be the last you will ever know.” Elora's breath stilled in her throat and she opened her mouth, trying to scream but Dimitri beat her to it by cocking his gun. “I wouldn't do that if I were you…”

The scent of her shampoo mixed with smoke and rain, grounding him even in chaos. Cole glanced at them both, grim. “They’re not stopping, Dante. Whoever’s after her…they want blood.” Dante’s grip tightened around Amara as he turned to Cole, voice low and deadly. “Then they’ll drown in theirs.” Amara looked between them—the man who claimed to protect her, and the one who claimed to save her. And for the first time, she didn’t know which of them was more dangerous. Her voice broke softly against the silence. “That was the night I realized Dante wasn’t my danger… he was my war.”

Andrea could die. At last they broke through the enemy ranks, gliding smoothly over a river and up the gravel bank on the opposite side. The Ronin put a good quarter hour between them and the enemy Haunt before he slowed to a brief stop. “You going to live?” he asked as he dismounted to check Mathin out. His Symbiont was wrapped around his injury, already healing it. Mathin slid his chaffed wrist out of the rope loop and flexed it. “Yes.”

I ask and he nods. "Positive." "And the gang? They'll know it's me when they see me. They don't need any proof." "They don't, but you can always get bodyguards when you think you might be in danger. God knows they won't risk their lives to kill you in front of witnesses. It's never that bad to risk one's own life." I gotta admit that he's right. They may want to revenge Greyson, but noone actually cared about him as much to kill me in front of a witness. He was an annoying motherfucker.

Henry said My eyes widened "You'll not be going to tell the others right?" I asked "I won't but we should as it's going towards a dangerous point," Henry said I got curious as to what he was saying. "How so?" I interrogated I could see his expression drop as he tried to make out words. I gave him time and he finally spoke "He is trying to bail James out"

"Any news for me regarding him?." "Selene." He said, his time sounded serious. "You have to stay away from Henry Thompson. I did some digging and what I found out wasn't good." "What? Does that mean you got dirt on him?" "He is dangerous, Selene. If I were you, I would stay out of his way. Don't do anything stupid." He warned.

Even if his wife did manage to get a hold of the production company, the chances of her doing it in time to save him from this one were slim to none. Henry’s comments in the press having been more than a little threatening, Rome had decided to start bringing security with him, so rather than grabbing a rideshare that morning, he’s ridden in with one of his bodyguards, Hank, also known as The Tank, and had asked the man to stick around, for at least a day or two. Ella had insisted she was fine with the people they had left at the house. Charles had basically become her personal security guard anyway, so he felt confident she would be okay. A glance at The Tank let him know he would be, too. T