Romans & histoires Ray X Henry

There was none who could boldly say that they could compare to her! “Why are you her assistant then? How did that happen?” Kylie asked Henry. Since Henry was a Resident Physician, there was no way he was short of good offers. He looked young and was probably only a few years away from the age thirty mark. How was someone this talented a mere assistant. Even if Helena was a genius, she would not be able to get someone like Henry to follow her if she didn’t offer him anything worth his while.

he announced, nearly squeaking. “Bravo” Ray's thick voice echoed through the phone, sending shivers down Henry's spine. Blood flushed on his cheek. “Thank you, sir….I will keep making you proud” No response. “Sir, can I come around the house today?” Henry Heard Ray growled, the kind that made his grip on the phone tighten, “No..not yet” Ray ended the call. And Henry clung to the phone even after the beeping sound he had heard. “He's just trying to protect me, or maybe he's busy now...."

He asked with a fine smile his hand waiting for me to take them. I couldn’t help but smile as I took his hand and introduced myself. “I am Rayner,” I replied. “A beautiful name for a beautiful damsel.” He complimented. I offered him a seat and we spoke for a while and then exchanged contact. Guess I just bagged myself a handsome man. Henry looked very good, he had a low cut, broad shoulders, and a very fine jawline that complimented his face so well. He was my spec and if he was going to shoot the shot, I was going to give him a yes immediately.

All the negativity engulfed me, leaving me nothing but toxicity. However, Henry was kind enough to brush off my mistake immediately and smiled brightly, "I get it." "Thanks." I forced a smile. Henry is a good guy but he is nothing like Rhys. Rhys is relaxed, calm and laid back. On the other hand, Henry is uptight, strict and fierce. However, behind that fierceness, is a gentle guy.

"I heard screa... Oh it's you Henry. Sorry man. I forgot you were coming today" "Is that why you rented out my room?" "This is Marjorie, Alexis' friend and they just crushed here for one night." "Your room? Ray do you know who this man is?" "Yes. Henry Hartford meet Marjorie Sullivan. Marj this is my friend Henry, be nice and stop screaming. Or if you really have to, keep it down. Alexis is still sleeping"

I replied. "Is it true that you can protect others from vampire gifts?" Henry Clarkson, emperor of Clarkson Empire asked her. "Yes, sir. I only found out about that ability less than a week ago. To be more exact, I found out about that during the annual ball of Harlow," Rayne answered. "We would like to see that then," Jonathan commented. "Rayne, do you mind holding my hand?" I asked her and she gently grabbed it, "Mr. Davidson, I believe that you have the power of visual manipulation. Try to manipulate my vision while I'm holding her hand," I instructed him and he nodded.

Xora, however, turned her head away. "No, I just thought I shouldn't tarnish your reputation," Henry admitted. He was an honest person and would not take advantage of someone in a vulnerable situation. "Then, if you like her, why don't you try to win her over?" Xora asked. "How can I compete when I stand no chance?" Henry sighed, feeling somewhat helpless. "She doesn't like me, and besides, I'm no match for Xoan. It's only natural she likes him." "Who says that? I think you're pretty great," Xora's words brought a smile to Henry's face. He was already quite handsome with his captivating almond-shaped eyes, which narrowed as he laughed openly. Even plain Xora found herself in slight awe.

“Please… just kill me. Quick. I beg you. I was wrong... I swear on my wolf, I was wrong. Don’t drag this out. I’ll tell you everything about Renee, about the others who believed the lies, just end it!” Raymond’s laugh was soft, almost gentle, and all the more terrifying for it. “Oh, Henry. You don’t get to beg for quick. Not after you tried to rape my mate in the dark. Not after you made her believe I’d let the pack pass her around like meat.” He glanced sideways at the healer, then at the muzzle still waiting in the gamma’s hands. His eyes flicked back to Henry, flat black and pitiless. “The healer’s here to make sure you survive the first round of what I have planned. The muzzle is so you

Henry leaned casually against the wall with a smile that already irritated Raymond. "I just came to check on my dear cousin," Henry replied lazily. Raymond looked at him expressionlessly. Henry finally stopped pretending and smirked slightly. "So..." Henry continued slowly. "What exactly happened between you and Vera inside the woods?" Raymond frowned immediately. At first he didn't fully understand why Henry suddenly brought her up. But then realization hit him. Henry was talking about Vera. Raymond's eyes narrowed dangerously. "What exactly are you trying to say?" he asked coldly.

It's more than enough to clear Rayne's name and fix the damage this bastard has done to her reputation and restore her dignity. “Good.” I stop recording and stand up straight, staring at him with disgust. There are so many ways I want to ruin him, to destroy him for all the things he said about Rayne. But his confession and suffering will have to suffice for now. Or not. This asshole doesn't deserve an ounce of pity or mercy. Why should I hold back? “You're not the only one who knows how to fabricate stories, Henry. And mine will bury you.” Henry gasps and coughs out blood again. “What?”