Dangerous Fellows Characters Novels & Stories

None of them had lost what we had. My stomach twisted. "Those bastards did this," someone spat behind me. "Blew up the place while smiling at us in the same room." I didn’t answer. I just stared across the chaos, at the other family, Luca Vitale among them. His eyes met mine. He looked pale, shaken, but alive, even too alive to my taste.

“I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really” The last words made Mae to scrunch her face in disbelief. “Happy for me?” She asked with every distrust in her seeping into her voice. Damian smiled and nodded. “How are you happy for me?” Mae asked him, looking at him suspiciously. Damian smiled. “I lost my sister to mafia men”, he started with a sigh. Mae looked at him with her mouth opened in an “oh” expression. “Yeah, she was just like you. Young and happy, filled w

We had doctors left and right coming in to help stich and do the rest of the jobs while I was left to figure out who was the rat. Me. Sloan. Felix. Angelo. The four men that are the closest with me and right now I had to look out who was mostly likely to be the rat. All of my men are close to me. Felix has a whole family so he wouldn't do anything rash to endanger them as he loves them more than anything possible. Sloan is someone I've known since I was a kid and has been my brother ever since. Angelo was a cop before all of this and if he hasn't gone to the cops yet then why would he go to the Milans.

Tears began to flow, crying in the embrace of the man, while convincing herself that there would never be a separation for them in this world. As the time approached ten o’clock, they began to realize that their opportunity for intimacy was coming to an end. They had to face reality again and deal with Thomas, who was still trapped in Mr. Merrick’s cycle of revenge. *** A group of burly men suddenly appeared and surrounded Mr. Hawthorne, who had just arrived with Jasmine and Theodore at Mr. Merrick's company. Arriving directly and openly like this was indeed risky, but it was Mr. Hawthorne’s way of showing his courage to his enemy.

he demanded. "You walked in here to ask for my opinion and I am not obligated to prove my words to you because I don't really care about any of this but because I want my uncle to realise how foolish he has always been, I'll tell you this. I don't know if you've heard about them but there is this rebel gang of rogues that reside on the outskirts of town and have been regarded as extremely dangerous. Do you know them?" Camille asked. "We've heard rumours," Fabio lied, not admitting the fact that they had once hired them to kill Ryan.

Daniela struggled underneath his grip. “What did I tell you about dating?” Niccolo hissed. “You aren’t from the same world as these people, Daniela. They’re dangerous. And if you get caught up with some this life, some dangerous asshole, you’ll wind up dead. And Domitus is the fucking worst of us. I always thought you were smarter than that.” Daniela glared up at him, spitting in his face. “The only fucking asshole that I have to worry about is you, Capaldi!”

But of course, I nodded absent-mindedly, thinking of a question to ask next, before the opportunity passes. "There were other prisoners in the yard. I heard their grunts. Won't they work too?" I asked, almost envying the non-working inhabitants of the prison yard. "They are dangerous, so, they can't be let out." He replied, turning at a point, a curvature leading to another straight grassy path. "Dangerous?" I muttered to myself, unconsciously. "Yes, dangerous. Very deadly. They committed grave crimes against the pack. Some are rogues. Some are vampires. There's a witch there too." He answered, startling me. I had forgotten that his wolf hearing was too keen and sharpened.

She seemed out of place, just like me. Carlisle’s tone dropped a little when he pointed to the next man, his expression hardening. “That’s Nico Falcone. Slippery, untrustworthy, always playing the long game. His girlfriend, Lina… she’s dangerous in her own right. Probably the most cunning person in the room.” I nodded again, taking it all in, my heart pounding harder with each introduction. These weren’t just mobsters—they were powerful, dangerous men, each with their own empire, their own influence.

Leonard Connor, the most dangerous man in the capital, and his rival, Napoli Toredo, were equally terrifying. In this world, anyone in their right mind would consciously avoid connecting with dangerous men like Leonard Connor and Napoli Toredo. They knew that even the slightest involvement with these dangerous men could significantly risk their lives. Leonard Connor and Napoli Toredo could be called arch-nemeses, uncompromising enemies in the criminal world. Over time, their rivalry deepened, creating constant and inevitable conflicts. Many chose to stay out of it rather than get caught in a power struggle that would benefit them in no way.

“Robert wants us married by the end of the school year so I can just move in with him.” “And just have a bunch of sex, right?” she said, her voice lilting with humor—right as I opened the door. And there he was. Damien Volkov. And big brother wasn’t an understatement. The man standing in the hallway was an intimidating wall of muscle and brooding silence. His dark eyes—just as intense and piercing as Ana’s—locked with mine instantly. His hair was buzzed short, his tattoos visible above the stiff collar of his suit jacket. His jaw looked like it had been carved out of stone, his nose just slightly crooked, like it had taken a punch or two in the past. Everything about him screamed dangerous,