Danger Squad Novels & Stories

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.

The safehouse was quieter than usual when Damon and the team arrived. There was a stillness in the air, an unsettling silence that made his skin crawl. He walked in first, scanning the room with a practiced eye, looking for anything out of place. The team was exhausted, their bodies bruised and their minds weary from the mission that had just gone awry. They had lost ground, and the enemy knew too much. Damon could feel the pressure weighing on his shoulders, the burden of leading a group that was slowly losing trust in him.

“I told you that if I’d wanted to turn you in, I would have a long time ago” “You have to find a way to get out of here so you can take care of your baby Mae”. Mae’s heart was beating fast, she couldn’t tell if it was out of excitement or fear. If Damian knows everything about her, who else does? Who else that is loyal to their boss? "I know what is going on in your head, no one else knows anything about you." Mae breathe out in relief but that was only shortlived as another reason for her to panic came up again.

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.

"Let him go but keep someone on him. If he runs, bring him back without his kneecaps." David scrambled out. There was no blood tonight but I knew it wouldn't take long before I had to get my hands dirty. Back at my penthouse…… I picked up my phone, scrolled through my contacts and stopped at Victor then I called. "How's our project?" he answered. "Progressing. He's perfect." "Good, keep him wanting. Keep him confused and when Ashton makes his move, Diego will be exactly where we need him." "Why are you so interested in Diego Vaughn?”

I hurried downstairs. "What's going on here?" I asked in shock. The policemen who were there turned to me. There were eight of them. My forehead furrowed and confused. Why did they come here? I don't think we have any business to do with them. Did a crime happen nearby? "Are you Miss Audrianna Escareal?" "I am," I replied and walked closer. "We have a warrant of arrest, Ma'am," he once showed me on a piece of paper. "A-A what?"

Laura's POV. The sharp chiming of the doorbell rang through my quiet apartment. I walked over to the front door and leaned looking through the small glass peephole. My heart dropped into my stomach when I recognized the tall silhouette of one of Damian’s bodyguards standing out in the hallway. Taking a steadying breath, I unlocked the door and opened it slowly. "The boss wants to see you," he said, his face completely blank. Shock hit me all at once. Damian is here? Right now? I didn't say a word, just stepped out and followed him down into the damp air. The weather was very cold, feeling like it could burst into rain at any time.

DWYER. "You should stay away from her. She's a fucking reporter! You said you wanted to keep me safe but that doesn't mean I can't keep you safe too and being with her is dangerous for you both, don't you get it? It all went wrong the moment she saw you"

A profound, cosmic grief filled him. Northstar woke with a gasp, sitting bolt upright. Cold sweat soaked his shirt. “What a nightmare…” he muttered, his voice rough. He focused inward, sensing the lingering traces of the invasive thoughts. A cold, familiar detachment settled over him. “Guess we have unwanted visitors in the forest. And they’re bringing their fears with them.” In the Forest – The Dark Soldiers’ Team Elliot and Amy were not alone. A squad of six elite security personnel, including a still-sulking Arnold, moved with them through the thickening woods. Elliot had decided backup was prudent.