Dangerous Fellows Zion Novels & Stories

From the way Zara queried her earlier, he was pretty sure that she had reached the same conclusion too. Zara nodded, it was too dangerous to make unfounded accusations, especially against an elder. She decided to keep her theories to herself. Joel looked like he was one of the good ones, but she was not going to fully embrace him yet. Joel noticed her sudden quietness, “In fact, you should not trust anybody… these are dangerous times.” “Even you?” Zara asked looking at him. “Even me,” he added. “The pack comes first and that is all that matters.”

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.

“You may seem like a bad man, but I’m sure every action you take isn’t for fun.” Mr. Hawthorne smiled faintly. “You understand me so well that I couldn’t possibly let you go even if you wanted me to.” Jasmine lowered her hand from Mr. Hawthorne’s cheek and sank into his embrace. “I don’t want to be apart from you, and I never will.” Theodore arrived half an hour later, taking Mr. Hawthorne and Jasmine back to the penthouse. The sky was still dark, and the time showed five in the morning. As Theodore had informed, Thomas’s followers were not around Pinnacle Heights Suites, possibly planning a new scheme to capture Jasmine. This time, they wouldn’t avoid them, determined to face it together.

“We've got the signal. We need to move,” Chen announced. They all stepped out of the van swiftly. “The commander and his men have besieged the area. We need to tread cautiously as we move towards the cathedral, we don't wanna get caught,” the detective warned as he got his pistol ready for action. “Keep your device in check,” Chen ordered Ken. He nodded as they both followed after the detectives. ** “Ryker, what have you done?!” Samantha cried, falling to her knees.

“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 I was under the impression you two didn’t… get along.” Kingston paused, a forkful of pasta halfway to his mouth. “Told you it wouldn't take long.” Eliza said, laughing at her husband, he waved her away, focusing back on his meal. She turned to me, “Where’d you hear that?” she asked, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “The stories,” I said carefully. “That he… took you. That it wasn’t… willing.” Eliza’s smile softened. She looked at her husband, and something passed between them, a whole conversation without words. “He did take me,” she said simply. “Five years ago. Took me right out of my old life.”

It had always had a deceptively honest look. “Zion?” The man nodded. Looking at Winter through the night-vision goggles, he wasted no time. “You need to leave with me first.” The Zeller bodyguards assigned to protect Winter had contacted Zion before the explosion. At the time, Zion had been at the hospital, about to deal with his hemorrhoids. Once he received the call, he had dropped everything, called William, and rushed out of the hospital. Now, the Zeller family’s bodyguards were scattered throughout the mountains as well, searching for Winter.

I said, lifting my gaze to my brothers, to Cameron, to the path crystallizing in front of us, “looks like Nolan Crestfall just sent us his coordinates.” Rowan exhaled slowly. “This is dangerous.” “Yes.” I agreed. “Which means it’s perfect.” Cameron’s thumb brushed against my knuckles, grounding me. “We’ll need allies.” “I know.” I said. “And Zurich is full of them. Wolves who pretend they’re only investors. Women who know exactly what it costs to survive in rooms men own. Luna's who were underestimated.” Damon cracked his neck. “We’ll need security.” “We’ll need discretion for sure.” Kieran added.

“Besides, I have got to say you make paperwork look dangerous. That's a rare skill.” I nearly choked on my drink. “Did you seriously just call me dangerous over paperwork?” I coughed a little covering my hand with my mouth. “I did,” he said without a trace of shame. “And I must say, I stand by it. You were buried in paperwork yesterday and still got the job done. What's next you'll tell me you fight crime with staplers at night?” I shook my head laughing quite harder than I had intended too as a few eyes around started giving me piercing stares. Daniel was charming in a ridiculous sort of way. He was funny, confident and far too comfortable to be with.

He was still close to what I considered an ally when in need so I can't think of shooting him for touching my woman but if he continued with it, I may loose it. I sat down with Lucia beside me, at the table where three other men were. I knew two of them Tom and Dante and they were the kind of men I could pull out a gun to and kill at the slightest instance. I have delt with them all before and they were traitors and doubkecrossers I could say. Their stern faces were embodiments of danger and a shared memory of our wild pasts. "Alright!" Benny called noticing the tension surrounding us. "The deals we're gonna be striking tonight is a great mighty one. No fights aloud! Which is why I had you a