Dangerous Crossing Book Novels & Stories

I could still hear her pleading voice from my dream; I didn’t know what it meant yet, but the weight in my chest told me I would find out soon enough. The carriage lurched forward. I watched through the window as the moon, the jagged mountains, and the blurred shapes of trees began to race past us. We were moving at a dangerous speed, far faster than usual, but Alexei’s warning about the Fire Crossroad sat in my stomach like lead. The silence was exhausting. I gripped the velvet seat, telling myself to be strong for Alexei’s sake.

He yanked me back and held me against his bike, his torso pressing against my chest, the soft hum of the bike vibrating against my thigh as the wind hit me softly, sending chills which contrasted with the anger brewing in me. “Because, Jordan,” he drawled teasingly, like he was enjoying the game he created. “You still don't get it, do you? You don't get the fact that you're in LEA, and moving about freely on those pretty legs of yours is dangerous, Firefox. You think smiling and laughing with everyone is safe? Fuck that, Jordan,” he spat non-stop. “No one here is nice. No one likes you. Everyone has skulls in their fucking cupboard and is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't fall for them, Prin

Then it made a sound I had never heard before. Small. Broken. Almost childlike. Its hand rose, trembling, and pressed against the glass. “Red,” it whispered. “Yes,” I said. “Red River Crossing.” The golden eyes widened. Its breathing grew uneven. I turned the page to the woman in the blue shawl. Subject One’s claws scraped the floor once. “Mama.” Caleb looked down. Daniel turned his face away. My own throat tightened so hard I had to wait before speaking. “We found your sketchbook.”

His voice was low and serious as he began to speak, his words filled with a mixture of concern and warning. "Camilla, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation we find ourselves in," Lucas said, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "These workers, this warehouse... it's all part of a dangerous operation involving drugs. If you ever lied to me, if you ever got involved in any way, the consequences could be dire." Camilla's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to Lucas's words. She had never imagined being caught up in something so dangerous. The realization hit her like a cold wave, making her feel small and trapped.

Hawthorne pushed Jasmine away from the fence and said firmly, "There is no room for your escape." Jasmine resisted the rescue, her thoughts were jumbled and the desire to escape guided her steps. Determinedly, she tried to climb again for the sake of freedom, unaware that Mr. Hawthorne was ready to take drastic measures. With a sudden movement, Jasmine's body was lifted and thrown into the swimming pool. The sound of the water broke the silence of the night, marking the end of Jasmine's desperate attempt to jump off the tall building.

“How did it go?” “I don't really know but I couldn't reach my other boss.” “Was the mission accomplished?” Mr Bianchi asked calmly. Cross shook his head. “I don't think –” Mr Bianchi didn't allow him land before he brought out his gun and put a bullet through his eyes. It was one precise shot that took him to his creator but he didn't stop. He continued to shoot him until his head was filled with bullet holes and he laid still on the floor in an awkward position.

The last thing I want is for Samantha to walk in on me sneaking through her stuff; she already has trust issues as it is. My eyes catch on a notebook; it looks like a diary. It has the inscription, Dark stories by twisted minds, do not open. I pick the book up, my curiosity instantly piqued. I rise from my squatting position to sit on the edge of the bed. I flip through the pages to see how many there are, and it's well gone, over 500 pages. I should drop the book out of the room the same way I worked out, but I can't.

Chapter 54 Jemma, “Ahhh, I’m sorry I didn’t see you, sir.” I croaked out feeling my cheeks flame, and somehow my body was shaking as well, which was weird. But I couldn’t take my eyes off of him; the man was so handsome that it was ridiculous. I mean, he wasn’t your average blonde hair, white skin, and pink lips, he looked rugged and smelled of danger. He is the definition of the bad guy your mother keeps telling you to stay away from, the kind of man that would use at night and make you feel the most important person in the world and the next morning you will find yourself alone in bed.

Damien rushed toward me, hauling me to safety just as Natalia Cross let out one final, furious scream. Before everything exploded.