Novel & Cerita Danger Room

The safehouse was quiet—too quiet. It was the eerie kind of silence that felt like the eye of a storm, the moment before everything shattered into chaos. Damien sat in his office, a glass of whiskey in one hand, the other clenched into a fist on the desk. The dim glow of the desk lamp cast shadows across his sharp features, his jaw tightening as his mind worked through the tangled web of danger surrounding them. His phone buzzed. Without hesitation, he answered.

A sassy woman says with a smug expression. The elevator chimes and its doors open to the ground floor. Rain splutters on the glass walls of the Viva Foods Company. Among the busy employees of the company is Catherine, Melissa and Louis. Francis sees his mother-in-law, wife and business partner and he feels his heart sink into his stomach. He can clearly see the disappointment etched on their pale faces.

I climbed the building, without anyone noticing, breaking the window and getting into the building from the upper attic. I can hear talking from down stairs. Now. I went down and stopped in front of the room where they all were found. I can feel the adrenaline pumping in my blood. I plant the bomb right next to the door. It will surely kill them. I put the timer. 5 minutes. I got back up silently, climbing down. I went to the front door and knocked on it. I can see the timer. 2 minutes. I hid behind the bush waiting for someone to come out.

"Can we get him out of the house?" "If we move him, the motion sensors might trigger it," Damian said. "We have to disarm it here." "Do it." "I need time." "You have ten minutes." I sat in the panic room, my hand on my stomach. A baby. A bomb. A monster in the woods. The fractal was spinning. And we were all caught in its web. "Lucian?" I whispered into the comms. "I'm here." "Be careful." "I will." Silence.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

The noise of the growing mob outside swelled louder. A muted roar made by hundreds of angry voices chanting one of the only Urdu phrases he knew. Death to America. Hunter Phillips checked his weapon one last time and turned in a crouch to face the six other men now trapped with him in the burning Interior Ministry building. Three of his security contractor teammates, and three international diplomats who were scared out of their fucking minds and visibly struggling to hold it together.

57. Black Shades And Grey. Whatever Arrow expected, it was not this club in front of him. He rubbed his neck and groaned. A fourteen hour drive from New York only to find a night club at address 255-769-02? "What's the use of keeping a night club coded on your phone? That Dizon Fortaleza was a psycho," beside him, one of his men said, also disappointed. A warehouse or safehouse maybe. Probably some other significant building but certainly not a club.

I was here, in what’s considered the most dangerous city in the United States. If it weren’t for Kim, there’s no way I’d go through all this trouble, traveling so far just to fetch her damn documents. Damn her scatterbrain for always forgetting important stuff and dragging me into her personal courier service. Pulling my phone out of my bag, I dialed Kim’s number. I prayed she’d pick up quickly so that the incident that I won’t tell wouldn’t happen again like last time.

She was lying on wet ground for more than two hour, her eyes were busy scanning that place for her way of escape that when rusty green colored metal door of room opened and with gush of cold dreadful wind walked in three man, three disgusting looking tall and bulky man. All three of them were wearing nothing but just their old worn out pair of trousers, their huge, hairy, sweat covered pale body was visible to my eyes, each one of them was carrying a ‘Hockey bat’ in their hand, however the most fearful feature of them was their smile, their evil smile that was scaring me to my core, she already knew she was in danger but she wasn’t aware of fact how badly those three were willing to break he

You don't have to work alone on this. His breath was raspy as his forehead pushed against mine. "I can't let you go." "You won't." A Fresh Danger The first night was a restless silence. We were all so exhausted that we fell into a restless slumber, calmed by the distant sound of the lake crashing on the coast and the gentle rustle of leaves. However, a small beep—a security alert—came from Damien's phone during the worst hours of the night. With his rifle in hand, he sprung to his feet. The delicate calm was broken by his sudden intake of breath.