Dangerous Fellows Novels & Stories

The city—vibrant, dangerous, unpredictable—had never felt more alive… or more theirs. Together.

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.

Movie night went incredibly well. If ending up with Dwyer's fingers deep inside of me counts as a successful and helping step towards getting a hang of the shit going on around me. I knew there would be side distractions from all that I had planned out but what I didn’t realize was that Dwyer himself would be the first and most dangerous distraction to finding evidences that point to him and solving this crime myself. I was only a few days into it and I getting mixed feelings from everything going on around me.

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

The Insane The Foolishly Greedy And the Overconfident Warriors. The insane ones were those that were so curious about that dangerous land that they were willing to risk their lives just to see what exactly was in the place. Of course they never made it out so whatever they found out, lived with them – no, died with them rather.

“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.

A knock at the door pulled me out of work. I had actually got sucked into this case some , well not the case. The only good thing about doing this for the FBI was their access to the sinners files. They have more on their database than the cops had. I now had access to secret files they gatekeep. I was looking at the links they had made to potential enemies , business associates. I was studying who they believe they have had dealings with , I was also looking at surveillance that had been done on the club and on him. On all members there was a file , but they had stated the main four were Carnage , The beast , Joker and Saint. They were in most of the photos together. In most he looked right