Dangerous Fellows Novels & Stories

His figure disappeared, into the darkness, the headlights of his car glowing faintly as he sped off into the distance. “You’re not going home Ms Laurence,” Corbyn spoke suddenly, as my eyes snapped to his. “What?” My voice was sharp hurling through the air. “It is too dangerous to stay in that apartment of yours,” he said simply eyes drifting over my confused expression. “It’s fine, it’s not like I have a hitman on my case,” he cokced his head to the side. “Not yet.” “Whoa,” a breathless laugh fell from my lips, “Artymov wants to force a marriage not kill me.”

“There’re only eight of us, so we’ll cover the most at risk areas and adapt on the fly if necessary. Which brings me to contingency plans.” It took another two hours to go over everything that needed to be covered. Overnight he and Gage had tried to plan for every conceivable threat or problem, but the reality was they couldn’t predict exactly what, if anything, would happen out there tomorrow. Could be anything from nothing to a suicide bombing. If they were lucky, all their preparations would go unneeded. If not, then they’d already prepared for the worst. One benefit was that since most of them were ex- Spec Ops members, they were well versed in adapting during the chaos of battle. After

“It’s my first time I’ve seen him fancy someone. I think, obsessed. That’s the right word to use.” The way he’s looking at me is as if he pities me. I think I should be pitied though, for catching the attention of someone as Ryan. I have always known that Ryan is sick in the head. My encounters with him back in college and recently says it all. I also know that those good boy acts he played back in college were just a facade. I saw something else hidden inside of him. Something dangerous.

Chapter 20: A Dangerous Temptation Adriano When I returned my attention to the men in front of me, my hands behind my back and walked up and down the line as I spoke calmly to them. “You are the SR also known as The Storm Riders, the street gang that started a few years back. Your activities include drug trafficking, assaults, murder and robbery. Your rivals include Fury Legion, Dark Elites and others. Your leader is Benjamin, a pretty stupid fucking name if you ask me.” I laid down everything I learned about them.

"This place doesn't belong to any pack. It's dangerous." "Because it means rogues could be present here," a small wave of fear spread in the environment as I figured it out. Rogues were the wolves that did not belong to any pack, some decided they did not want to stay in a pack and follow the rules while others were banished by their Alpha as a punishment for their actions. Either way, they were dangerous. "Anyone could come here," he looked at the sky then turned left, "I won't let anything happen to you."

“Nothing really. Oh yes, there is this crime clan they call the Dangerous Four residing in the place, causing havoc and destruction.” “What are the rulers doing about it?” Miles asked adjusting Kale on him. As usual, she got tired of walking and Miles decided to carry her on his shoulder. It seemed Justin and Miles were taking turns now. “They are trying their best but they do not call them the Dangerous Four for nothing.” “So we need to be watchful for this Dangerous Four right?” Angela asked wondering how they would look like. “Dangerous Four pfft, I will mash them up with a single finger,” Kale said clenching her fists and blowing her palm. Justin started laughing, shaking his head sadly.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

“And when they realized that… you became the easiest way to hurt me.” Lena’s pulse echoed in her ears. “But who? Who is doing this?” Alexander hesitated — and that hesitation terrified her. “His name is Marcus Hale,” Alexander finally said. “He used to be on the Board. He and I built this company together. Then we turned into enemies.” “Hale…” Lena repeated slowly. “Detective Hale?” “No,” he said quickly. “Different person. Same last name. Marcus is… more dangerous.” Lena stepped closer, fear and anger tangled inside her chest. “Alex… if he’s that dangerous, why didn’t you tell the police?”

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.

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