Dangerous Fellows Novels & Stories

Evelyn. “We meet again, little Angel. And this time, there’s nowhere to run to.” His words terrified me. His words sent a cold shiver down my spine. In less than twenty-four hours, I had been in the presence of three different men, each dangerous in his own way. At least, I knew Victor was cruel and his violence was predictable and humiliating. Dominic was dangerous too. I mean, the man was in the mafia if the rumors were true. And despite everything, he had been kind to me.

He has no desire to be called a criminal; he had to do something to prove himself innocent and not just be handcuffed like a convict. "You don't need to do that. I can walk out on my own." Francis objects. The bright chandelier on the white ceiling radiates brightly on the ceiling as the two officers escort Francis down the cream colored tiles in the corridor. They pass through accusing fingers and sly glances of the workers directed at Francis as they head to the elevator ahead of them. "I never saw him as such." A short man in his twenties whispers to a blond woman beside him. "A greedy man can never satisfy his greedy gut." A sassy woman says with a smug expression.

I walked to the bar at the left corner of the room, took a fruit wine and poured it the wine glass. It was the most wonderful sex I had in years. I strangely didn’t feel disgusted to have sex with a woman. In my past relationships, I haven’t been able to have sex with any of them as I would begin to develop rashes when we got intimate, even with my ex-girlfriend, Annabel.

He exchanges a knowing glance with his gang members, and he says, "We know what this is about then. We will find her. The Tiffany girl, have you reached her? The bitch claims she is in New York and has seriously denied the allegations. Donny draws a smoke from the cigar that is pinned between his fingers. "We have to plan ourselves properly... We have all been wronged by Vicktor in the past; this is our chance to bring him down." Donny looks over everyone that's sitting on my couch. "And he won't even see it coming." One of the men with messy red hair responds as he blows smoke through his nostril. "But how do you infuriate his camp? He has top security." A punk lady that looks like street t

That was so fucking close! How could I have let this happen? “Claire, who were those men? I don’t think they were running after us because I kicked a random guy on his balls?” Elyse asked again breathlessly. “All you need to know is that they’re dangerous” I said. “ We could have gotten in big trouble back there. All these wouldn’t have happened if you had just listened to me!” “Hey! don’t blame me for this” “I told you the club is a dangerous place! There are bad people everywhere!”

Before he could recover, Danny rolled over and pinned him to the floor while dealing blows to his face. “Stop it!! Stop it!!” Samantha yelled as she rushed into the scene. Ryan managed to gain an upper hand and he twisted Danny by the arm and swung him away from his body. He stood up quickly and tried to attack Danny. Olgy and Henry quickly swung out of the car and pointed a pistol at his head. “Don't even think about it,” Olgy said sinisterly, with one hand pointing the pistol at Ryan's head. “You guys came prepared,” Ryan chuckled with his hands in the air.

A few men and women had managed to sneak out of my the hall which meant no exchange tonight. "Then I think you won't mind, if she dies the same way you murdered my baby sister " he added making Larissa freeze. Death became a simple ringtone in her mind that moment. "Then you won't walk out of here alive" Gianni replied. Realising the safety of his gun. Just then a bunch of other guns were placed on there heads from behind which caught them off guard. "Guns down Di Martinos.. Or she goes" Vicente added and Gaetano lowered his hand so did Gianni and they both bent forward at same time placing there guns on the floor.

"He's Denzel's crazy cousin. Such a mood. He drives me nuts, Winter, and not in a good way." "Stay away from that guy. He's dangerous on so many levels. He hangs out with bad people that I can't even say hi to. You better run as fast as your legs can go, girl because his female targets never survive."

"It will be hard this time. They are your enemies — and the top mafia family in the world, right now." "I don't fucking care who they are." The words came out low first, and then rose, cracking against the walls of the room like something unleashed. "Lance is mine. And only mine. If I can't have him — no one can have him either." A fist slammed against what remained of the table. "*Shouts.*" "...Boss, but... we have to wait a while." The man on the phone pressed on despite the danger of it, because someone had to. "You recently made your appearance. They're all on alert right now."

His three mates were leaner and a small taller than him but all equally looked like ex-boxers. The womans were common but surprisingly good looking and I did note that the guys were never shy about kissing or even fondling each other’s womanfriends. The stocky one was appropriately called Arnie and when they were in as four lads he watched and commented on every woman who panused him, including Ellie. It was obvious from his sign language that he appreciated her larger bust. From overheard conversation I figured that these guys were scaffolders by day but their reason for being in the bar was, perhaps more to do with a sideline in craze and pills. To that end they were dangerous people for u