Dangerous Fellows Novels & Stories

Something dangerous. I want to know more.

David joked. "Here's the thing, imagine if you have a girlfriend. Let's say your girlfriend is Natasha, the one you brought here yesterday. You and Natasha have been in a long relationship. You love each other and want to be serious. Then, coincidentally, Natasha is honest that she's been with another man before. Would you still accept Natasha, or would you end the relationship?" Jessica asked. Even though her two brothers had different personalities, she wanted to know the answer from her second brother.

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In an instant, the light shriek and strkle all back and forth to a collapse fragment! A/N: Book 1 of Dangerous Affection is finish! Thanks to the God; to my subscribers; and to all my followers. Especially those who adds the story to their library. My warmest thanks!

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

“If you are going to remove me from the assignment, do it.” “I did not say that.” “But you are thinking it.” “I am thinking that you are too good a writer to confuse endurance with judgment.” He looks away. That lands. Sarah sighs. “The profile is strong because you see him clearly. That is also what makes this dangerous. If you attend that party, you are not just watching Adrian Blackwell, a public figure. You are watching a man who has already crossed lines with you standing in front of cameras beside his fiancée.”

The cries of pain mingled with the sound of the waves, creating a brutal scene that resembled nothing less than hell on earth. Cliff's men were infamous in the criminal underworld. They were not merely hired killers but had been shadows of terror for years. These people had committed countless crimes with Cliff, from assassinations, kidnappings, to massacres that shook the entire city. They had no morals, no compassion—only acted on orders and the primal instincts of predators. When cornered, they became even more dangerous, willing to die to drag their enemies to hell with them.

he hissed gritting his teeth. I could sense the anger in his tone every time he mention the Costello. Actually, this is my first time hearing Costello's name mentioned in this house. I haven't heard Sain Czar mentioned Costello before. Nicolai is the first one. "The Costello you mention..." I pause and took a deep breath. "Are they dangerous?" I ask hesitantly that ends up like a whisper. "They are not just dangerous. Costello is the mortal enemy of Ildefonso. They are the clan who created Sintti Crime Organization. And their goal is to destroy the Ilde Famiglia" he replied.

The room jokingly dubbed the Holding Cell in my private security headquarters smelled like copper, sweat, and the thick, cloying scent of fear. It was two days after the attempted robbery at Lohman & Sons, longer than we’d ever held someone. My police contacts turned a blind eye to my activities because I saved them time and manpower, and I knew when to draw the line. I’d never killed someone. Yet. But I was really fucking tempted right now. “The first hour was for trying to rob one of my stores. The second…” I held out my hand. Giulio placed something cold and heavy in my palm, his face impassive. “Is for threatening my wife.”