Danger Force Stories Novels & Stories

"I forgot the documents for the Miller case in the study. I had to rush back." Daniel wasn't letting me go. My hands were shaking, trying to pull away, but his fingers were like iron, tangled deep in my hair. He was actually urging me to keep going. I felt his hips give a tiny, sharp nudge against my lips, forcing his cock deeper, stretching my jaw until it ached, even as his father stood right there on the other side. Is he crazy? I thought, my mind spinning into a dark, frantic blur. His Dad is going to see us. He’s going to kill us.

Down-on-her-luck Felicity Hopkins has hit a dead end. Her parents pass away before she barely crosses eighteen, leaving behind for her a mountain of debt that enslaves her to a sleazy ‘gentlemen's club’ owner, Dante. He's ruthless, and insists she strips and dances everyday to pay up her debt. Felicity is pained, and with each new day, she feels a vital piece of herself slip away. Add in a notorious crime boss, Roman Reigns, who arrives at the club, offering to buy her, and she thinks her life is officially over.

a few of the sophomores whispered in the back. “Shut up!” I barked at them, my vision literally going dark around the edges. The frustration, the jealousy, and the absolute terror of losing him exploded all at once. Before Liam could back away, I reached out, grabbed his wrist in a crushing grip, and violently dragged him off the field.

Two Months Later: Emily’s POV It's been two months since the incident. My bruises are starting to get healed. Luckily, my husband didn't notice them as we rarely have sex and he is out of town right now. As I'm recovering, a fear is lingering around. He told me we will fuck after I recover. I'm scared, really very scared, what will Clover do if I refuse him again? Will he punish me, AGAIN? What will he do with me , even if I don't refuse him? Can I trust him? Definitely not , after what he did.

considering my boobs were hanging down Ike a sow's) Dwayne admitted, after a couple of drinks, and under pressure to unwrap the present, "Guys, if I went there Clarissa would kill me." I was relieved to hear he was going to remain faithful to me, although my relief was short-lived as he increased the stakes offhandedly, "But so long as she doesn't object, you guys can use her however you wish." Terrified of the idea of objecting and thereby outing myself, I knew I wouldn't say a word no matter what they did to me! So I endured (and honestly, enjoyed) a few more minutes of being groped, fondled and fingered, both my pussy and ass defiled as the drinking continued, and as the night went on, th

"It will be hard this time. They are your enemies — and the top mafia family in the world, right now." "I don't fucking care who they are." The words came out low first, and then rose, cracking against the walls of the room like something unleashed. "Lance is mine. And only mine. If I can't have him — no one can have him either." A fist slammed against what remained of the table. "*Shouts.*" "...Boss, but... we have to wait a while." The man on the phone pressed on despite the danger of it, because someone had to. "You recently made your appearance. They're all on alert right now."

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.