Dangerous Fellows Eugene Novels & Stories

Nicholas shook his head. From Nicholas's words, Ethan could conclude that the man also found it difficult to believe him and even doubted his confession. But, a few seconds later, Nicholas slapped himself again and said, "No. You never lie. Ethan, you're lucky to be alive." He grabbed Ethan's hand, "Gerrard Wolf, Ethan. He's one of the craziest members of the Buana family. Come on, how could your ex-girlfriend know someone as dangerous as him?" As if it wasn't enough for Nicholas to tell Ethan everything he knew about Gerrard Wolf, Nicholas surfed the internet and showed Ethan several articles.

I was shocked and it was written all over my face, Gus smiled evilly and Eugene did the same. "That's great, isn't it?" Eugene said, grinning at me. I kept silent, I didn't know what to say or do. "You've seen it" "But you mustn't tell it" Eugene said and belched softly. He stood up and went to his chamber. Gus stood up after him and gave me a long evil stare. And then he followed Eugene. I couldn't continue eating the food and I just stood up and quickly went back in my chambers. **********

said Eugene with a worried look in his eyes. “ All the more reasons for us to get away from this place,” Levy replied as she pinched Eugene on the waist and hissed, “ You better start moving or I am going to leave you here, then you can stay here and wait for your death to come and embrace you.” “ No, I...I was just thinking whether we should go and help the woman who just screamed,” Eugene looked at the back of the crowd, he didn’t see anyone but he could smell the faint scent of blood. He wasn’t a perfect shifter and could’ve shifted but his senses weren’t bad, he looked at the people who were running behind them and noticed that they had blood splattered on their clothes, whatever was cha

Minghao exclaimed then held her wrist to stop her. Celine looked back, and when she met his gaze, the desperation reflected on her eyes. Minghao saw it, and was stunned. Now he wondered what happened at the Hong mansion before they came here. A moment ago, he saw Celine and Eugene together. Eugene’s neck has wound, and there’s a bloody knife on the floor. He, then, concluded that it might be connected to this. “It’s dangerous,” he said, shaking his head. “I know,” Celine answered, giving him a faint smile. “But you are with me. So I am not afraid at all.”

Over the years, Eugene often spoke of Gloria and their life together. Marsh had mentioned Eugene's mate was timid and wouldn't cope well with his supposed death, likely grieving for a long time. Marsh hoped she wouldn't wait in the Hornbeam Pack, as they might never return. Their years of danger, with constant risk of capture—a fate worse than death—had tested their loyalty. Their choice to remain faithful had broken their promises to their mates, and they knew they were the ones in the wrong.

The way his deep, baritone voice terrified every inch of my body. He didn't blink. He didn't even have to. He just stood there, staring hard at me like he was observing some fascinating specimen under a microscope. And yet again, it was exciting because of how alive he made me feel. Like the young, naive college girl I was six years ago, something I never felt with Carter or anyone else. Only this time, it was more dangerous and wild. “You wanna bet on it?” I narrowed my eyes. “Huh?” “You want me to leave you alone, right? To stay clear of anything that concerns you, to erase every memory of us like it never happened? Then you’ll have to agree to the contract, darling.”

“You made me look like a fool—and maybe that’s what I was. Maybe I wanted to believe in you so badly that I ignored everything else.” He took a step toward me. “Don’t,” I warned, my voice shaking. He stopped. Diego stood abruptly. “Allison, please,” he said softly. “You have to listen to everything he’s saying.” I turned on him, my eyes blazing. “You too?” I whispered. “I thought you were my friend, Diego. But you’re no different from him.” His face fell. “Deceivers,” I said. “Gangsters.” The word hit them both like a slap.

But they were not even up to four and their voices were quickly drowned by others. The other side were the boys who love boys who'd been undercover in the mafia. There has been a rumour like that before but it has never led to an uproar like this. They were four and they'd all had a taste of each other. In a particular room, a young man leaned against a bunk as he conversed with another man who was sitting on a bed cross-legged, holding his phone to his own face. “Park, did you hear that pakhan loves dicks?”

Sean snapped at Damon who became calm once Sean said that. "Okay?" Sean asked. "Okay." Damon mumbled. "I don't want you bothering my daughter ever again or I'll report you to the police " Sean warned. "Yes sir." Damon mumbled, turned and walked away. Watching Damon leave because a big man yelled at him just made me understand how society worked. I wondered if he would have left if Sean was an older woman who came to pick me up instead. I sighed heavily and in relief once Damon was out of my sight but I didn't know what I was in for.

she murmured. “I’m not going to sit here and profess to be a fucking angel, but I’ve never hurt a woman or a child. More than I can say for half the fucking guys who come here. Maybe I have a twisted definition of worse, but I’d say those things constitute a fucking warning.” Scraping his fingers across his shaven scalp, he let out a sharp exhale. “On the list of dangerous people here, I can name at least fifty who are more psychotic than I am.” “I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?”