Danger Force Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Daniel moved and came above anna pressing her down, rubbed her lips with his finger making anna scared. She thought now daniel will have sex with her now and she was scared not because she doesn't want to lose her virginity to him. But was afraid of the pain that will come after it is done. She had read in the many novels that pain that come after it is done is like a body being crushed by a vehicle and she is really afraid of that. She put her hand on Daniel's chest to push him but daniel grabbed her palm and said " you can see how masculine and handsome I am so you should be the one who should feel lucky. "

He asked after a short pause. "Yeah, I guess." I mumbled. "Okay, I'll wait for you." He announced and I panicked. "You don't have to do that." I said almost immediately. "It's fine, I don't mind." He said and I sighed heavily. He walked out of the room soon afterwards and I frowned. That conversation with Damon felt creepy for some reason. I hated how he managed to manipulate me into agreeing to go to that dinner. I sighed heavily as I decided to text Sean that I'll be coming home late tonight.

My body heats up anywhere he touches me, and all of my senses go crazy. My mind is spinning as I struggle to see through a cloud of unexpected desire, and I blame my foolish body for responding the way it does to an alpha's touch. My heat is still in full swing from yesterday night's full moon, and just the smell and touch of it is enough to send me into a frenzy. I groan in agony, but the alpha in the back of me is yanked away, and another person grabs me. "We must leave", a stern voice declares. "Jack, keep it together."

His penetrating gaze locked with hers. His words struck her like a dagger to the heart. She had opened up to him, allowed herself to feel something real, only to be dismissed as a mere whim. The pain of rejection and the realization of his cold nature crushed her spirit. Anger swelled inside her, mixed with disappointment and self-loathing for having let herself fall for a man who seemed incapable of warmth or genuine emotion. She clenched her fists, determined to shield her heart from any further pain. "You made it clear," she said, her voice shaking but resolute, "that there is no room for anything real between us. So, I won't bother you with my 'silly fantasies' anymore." Tears well up in

"I can beat you to death in two minutes." "sure you can" "want to try me?" "sure, guys put on a timer." And so they did. Let me show them what I can really do. "Anastasia she is one of the best fighters, after Jane, Cleo and Pam" said Luca trying to warn me to take her seriously 9 "sure,cc whatever, let's fight"

As soon as I nod, another spank lands. I squirm against the desk as Rhys spanks me over and over, saying nothing while taking out his frustration on my ass. Every time his palm lands, my body jolts, sending electricity through my core. My boobs are pressed against the cold, hard surface of his desk, craving the warmth of his touch. When I feel him trying to nudge my panties aside, I shuffle to stop him. If he knew how turned on I am from what he thinks is punishment, I’d die in embarrassment.

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

He scoffed and walked past her immediately. “And why would I be scared, Susan?” He asked, placing his briefcase in his car. “You've got every reason to be scared, Daren,” she chuckled. “I've got no time for your bickering, naggings, and your dramas, Susan,” he said nonchalantly as he opened the front door. “Hold it right there, Daren!” She yelled, walking hastily towards him. He laughed and juggled his head from side to side. “You will tell me the truth about how you manipulated Mark's will to help Ryker inherit the company!” She slammed in his face.

But not for long. The Black Axe must be backed by a powerful source that fuels their gruesome acts. Selling drugs and illegal firearms wasn’t enough for them. The entire time with Scar, my mind kept drifting back to my innocent lamb. She was in the den of thieves, dealers, and all sorts of evildoers, camouflaged as friends of the celebrant. A text pulled my attention to my phone, and my blood boiled at its content. "She is dancing with the boy you hate." It was from Diego.