Danger Room Novels & Stories

"You had a choice. You just didn't like the options." Damien moved to a tablet on the coffee table, his fingers swiping through what looked like security feeds before he set it aside. He studied my face for a long moment. "Your life is in danger." Ice formed in the pit of my stomach. "What?" "Staying in your old apartment would have gotten you killed." I blinked, the words hitting me like cold water. "Killed? No. You said someone was going to die. You didn’t say that someone was me.”

"The most fearless animal in the world. I'll take it." I blinked at how well he took it. Most people would not appreciate being compared to a honey badger. "To answer your earlier question, work has been...aggravating." Dante's cufflinks glinted in the light from a passing streetlamp. Silver, elegant, stamped with the letter "The deal l'm working on is a pain in the ass, but I'm flying to California on Tuesday to hopefully close it." "The Santeri deal?" l'd read about it in the news.

"That this weirdo is spending so much money on you. You haven't met this guy before, but he knows work is hard for you and how stressed you are with all the gossip. He misses your eyes, your beauty." Kali stared at the box. "How many times did you read that card." "Is that what matters now? Listen to me. This guy can be dangerous. If he is making fantasies in his head and convincing himself that there is a relationship between the two of you. He could do something dangerous one of these days." Kali seemed to understand where he was going. She immediately shifted from sceptical to worried. He didn't want to scare her, but it was something that they had to address.

“Do you know what it’s like to wake up every day wondering if today’s the day they find you? If this city is really big enough to hide in?” Damian didn’t answer right away. Instead, he said something else. “You need to avoid the basement levels for a while. Especially Level -2.” She blinked, thrown off. “What’s on Level -2?” “Security operations. Central surveillance. Not everyone down there is loyal.” “Someone in your company?” His jaw ticked again. That same restrained silence. That same unspoken confirmation. She wrapped her arms tighter around herself. “You’re scaring me,” she said. “I’d rather scare you than bury you.”

The war room inside the safe house hummed with controlled chaos. Screens glowed against the dark walls, throwing sharp light across hard faces. Radios crackled with incoming intel. Men moved with purpose now—no confusion, no hesitation. Fear had sharpened into focus. Damien stood at the center of it all. He held a tablet in his hand, its surface reflecting cold blue light onto his face as he pulled up a digital map layered with movement logs, financial trails, and intercepted signals.

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.

" and why not?" "because it's not safe." "yeah and leaving me alone on the streets at age 13 was safe. I'm 21 now. I have trained my entire life. I think it's safe enough for someone like me." "no" "why??" "just because." "just because why?" "because I don't trust you" "you couldn't find a dumber reason." "your so stubborn" "I learned from the best, aka you" "your not joining"

He gave me a shocked look" it's simple, my blood contains healing power , I'm Damon ,from the blood pack " " What...... Blood pack ? Did I just hear correctly? "With so much fear, I stood up and began running for my dear life ,no I wasn't prepared to die ,or have my blood sucked dry yet . He just stayed still looking at me as I ran and luckily I felt happy he wasn't coming after me " no wonder he's so fast " I looked back to check if he was still there ,but no ,he wasn't as I turned to continue running I forcefully bumped on him which made me crash-land on the floor immediately " what do you want from me ? "I asked him " I don't have any blood to spare ,so pls , get away from me ? "I screame

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.

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.