Book Dangerous Novels & Stories

I finally decided to write my first book. And honestly, it feels like stepping into a room I’ve always been daydreaming of but never dared to enter. The beginning might not be perfect. Still a little rough around the edges, but I promise, it only gets better. This story dives deep into a dark, addictive romance. One that’s brutal, steamy, and emotionally intense. Inside, you’ll find a captive romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, obsession, lust, second chances, betrayal, drama, a dangerously possessive antihero, and forbidden power.

The automated alarm began to ring in a higher tone, "It's dangerous outside," a bouncer said. I quickly rushed outside to pick up my firegun which I kept on my bike, before running back to the club for safety.

“Yet, you don’t even bother to tell us.” “Must have slipped my mind.” “Come again.” “Anyway, I don’t think we should focus on my business too much.” He hinted at them that he wasn’t included in the discussion. “To the main point, it is.” Ibrahim drummed his finger on the table. “I need to know how dangerous The Unknown is before I am letting my baby Blackie go.” Aidan voluntarily leaned forward and wiggled his brow mischievously. “Truth or lie?” “Oh-ho!” Sleepy was instantly electrified. “I love this kind of thing.”

he returned. "And you figured that it wasn't "need-to-know" that Item 13 could obliterate you on touch?" "Wait, what?" Megan stood up between Ricardo and Dennis as it seemed that they had suddenly forgotten that she was present even as she was the one they were actually arguing about. Well, she and Item 13, she corrected herself. "What exactly do you mean by obliterate on a touch?" she asked. "Well, Megan, Item 13 is one of the five most dangerous weapons on the planet at this moment," Ricardo replied. "In fact, some might even argue it's the most dangerous weapon."

“Robert wants us married by the end of the school year so I can just move in with him.” “And just have a bunch of sex, right?” she said, her voice lilting with humor—right as I opened the door. And there he was. Damien Volkov. And big brother wasn’t an understatement. The man standing in the hallway was an intimidating wall of muscle and brooding silence. His dark eyes—just as intense and piercing as Ana’s—locked with mine instantly. His hair was buzzed short, his tattoos visible above the stiff collar of his suit jacket. His jaw looked like it had been carved out of stone, his nose just slightly crooked, like it had taken a punch or two in the past. Everything about him screamed dangerous,

“Gavyn was forcing Fabian’s hands by using every trick he could from the ancient book.” My brows knitted in confusion. “What ancient book are you talking about?” The hairs on the back of my neck rose. There is only one book that I knew Warlocks possessed, but Fabian is guarding it with his life. That book is dangerous. It was not called The Book of Damned for nothing. The Book of the Damned contains powerful dark magic spells and is considered the most potent record of dark magic. If it fell into the wrong hands, who knows what may happen?

Cricket Once the creep was gone, I opened the door and began dragging Duke and Pearl back out to the bedroom. If the police were on the way, the last thing I needed was for them to find me with two old people knocked out in a safe room, next to an actual safe, which contained super top-secret biker club information. In fact, the less the authorities knew about the nature of this break-in, or my involvement in it, the better. The ledger would remain secure so long as the cops didn’t know about the safe. I didn’t know the safe’s combination, so it’s not like I could have removed it anyway.

"Dangerous how." "Dangerous like people have already been hurt. Dangerous like the less specific I am, the safer you are, and I hate saying that sentence because it sounds like every movie where the man turns out to be lying." I put the glass down untouched. "I'm not going to lie to you. But there are pieces I'm not going to hand you, because handing them to you puts you on a list, and you don't belong on it."

"You think he's dangerous?" "I think a man with nothing left to lose isn't dangerous the way people usually mean it." Dante finally pulled out onto the road, checking the mirror twice before he did. "I think he's dangerous the way loneliness is dangerous. He'll take whatever door you leave open, and he won't necessarily know when to stop walking through it."

Mae breathe out in relief but that was only shortlived as another reason for her to panic came up again. "Who else does he have tailing me Damian?" "Just me, for some months now." Mae frowned, "why?" "The boss thinks that there is no reason to keep hovering over you, everyone in town knows that you belong to him and so far so good, you have been a good girl and have not attempted to leave this town". Mae snickered. "like I could even if I'd wanted to." "Look Mae, this mafia life is dangerous. I know they assure protection but I want you and the father of your baby to be done with his family as soon as you can get your bearings and hide your identities well".