Bose Danger Force Novels & Stories

Three— Punch. --- The impact cracked through the hallway. His head snapped sideways. A gasp broke from somewhere behind them. Belle’s knuckles stung instantly. Sharp. Bright. Real. But she didn’t feel it. Not really. --- Punch. He staggered. Lost balance. Tried to steady himself. Didn’t get the chance. --- Punch. He hit the ground. Hard. --- And still— She didn’t stop. --- Each hit was controlled. Not wild. Not messy.

Kayson said seriously. “Silence, kid! Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?” shouted Master Garland. “He’s Darius Garcia, the most famous fighter of all time! “He can crush you with one finger. How dare you talk to him in that attitude? Right now, not even God can save you!” Kayson gazed at him and said, “If you want the Bocca Fruit, try to take it from me.” Darius grimly grinned and said, “Since you have a death wish, I shall fulfill it!”

Uhrrghh! "Ouch~ Yes!"

Maybe the others know about a thing called mercy. I am now so thankful for that flickering street light because it’s helping in keeping me concealed. In what seems like seconds later the three guys come out with guns and one holding some sort of package and that’s when the ones in the black car decide to come out. Is this like the door to Hogwarts and I didn’t get memo? I shake my head from my thoughts and focus in on the action once again.

It usually meant a question was about to follow. Right at that moment,a blonde girl wearing a mini jean skirt with sheer stockings underneath it walked to the center of the road .Right between my motorcycle and my opponent's who had pulled up just now. I said a silent prayer of thanks to her for saving me from Jasper's probing gaze, however momentarily. "Good luck man", Jasper said walking towards the barricade. I turned to my opponent feeling his stare.His face twisted into a wicked smile aimed to intimidate me.I returned it with a huge grin with pissed him off.

"Thread carefully when talking with your mother 'D’, | think she is trying to make you tell her things you are not supposed to. Whenever she is trying to provoke you, calmly reply her with a cool head. Don't be so hasty to respond. Have you made any progress in finding out what she told Frank about your birth? Bosey asked "Not at all, | have been so busy with the shareholders to focus on that. | have to watch her closely now that she is back. I can't let her do things in the farm as she wants anymore. If she bites more than she could chew , | won't hesitate to throw her out of the farm. | can't have someone who | call my mother plotting with people who are obviously trying to remove me from

So you could say I'm the only girl that ever works here. "How are you doing babe?" I rolled my eyes but smile eventually. I turned around and found my boss leaning to the wall beside him. Seeing my boss Trevor kinda reminds me of Tej in fast and furious. He owns this famous shop, he's an outgoing and fun person and of course, he's the biggest flirt. I saw him in action a couple of times. "I'm doing perfectly fine. So any car for me?" He grins "I wouldn't be a very nice boss if I didn't spare a car for you to fix." I grin widely and he leads me to the car that needs repairing to do.

Marte growled, showing his violet eyes to make sure everyone knew who was giving that warning. "The good news is: a mated Alpha is always stronger." Jane said with a shrug. "How much trouble can she make in three days?" She added, right after. I saw the fire in my mate's eyes when she was awake. Something told me the answer was a lot of trouble, but I pretended that my friend's question was rhetorical and simply didn't answer. Jane was already moving on to the next subject anyways. "I am much more concerned about the Wolfsbane situation." She said, looking at Kendra, who nodded in agreement, much like almost everyone else present.

He paused, retracting his hands only because he knew Marino would carry out his threat. “You tell me your reason now for being weird in the next 30 seconds or I smash this phone.” He glared at him. How the hell did you show concern by threatening to break someone’s phone? “Hand me back my phone, Bernard." He spat, his hands outstretched “25.” Marino counted, glaring at him equal ferocity. “Benard.” He growled. “23, and its Marino.” Marino growled back, his brown eyes becoming a shade darker, they ventured into a glaring contest, both of their chest rising and falling in anger.

I fired back at him. He clenched his jaw“ If you are trying to boss me over, then I will definitely be putting you in your place!” “ GUARDS!!!”