Dangerous Novel Novels & Stories

" and why not?" "because it's not safe." "yeah and leaving me alone on the streets at age 13 was safe. I'm 21 now. I have trained my entire life. I think it's safe enough for someone like me." "no" "why??" "just because." "just because why?" "because I don't trust you" "you couldn't find a dumber reason." "your so stubborn" "I learned from the best, aka you" "your not joining"

She killed my sister her niece so mercilessly. In meantime something clicked me and I abruptly turned my head to look beside me at ‘Kabir......’ Kabir was absentmindedly having his eyes wide which were now in shade of deep red glued to floor, his joint hands resting on his knees in front were popping out every single veins of his arms.... as his entire body kept shaking like it would explode any second now.... “Ethan is dangerous man ..... He found out today about your..... wife.....” Alphanso said stealing a glance at me

As I stepped into the hallway, my legs felt like jelly, but I kept moving, each step taking me farther from the den of vipers—and closer to the secrets I needed to uncover. _________ The first thing I did when I got back to my apartment was lock the door and double-check the windows. My hands were still shaking, and every shadow felt like it was moving, like someone was watching me. I leaned against the door, exhaling sharply, and pressed a hand to my forehead. I’d barely escaped the Esposito mansion, but the memory of Alessandro’s piercing green eyes lingered, burning into my thoughts. He was dangerous, too dangerous. Yet there had been something else—a flicker of intrigue, of something I c

Yet every time Zane passed by, that forbidden thrill that made my body come alive. I was torn. Caught between the safe love I knew and the dangerous desire I craved. And I had no idea how this week was going to end.

I didn't know how much of Rhys' account of the mafia was accurate, but I was willing to bet it was partially true. Nole had killed. Knowing that my brother had committed such a crime altered my perception of him. Rhys sighed. "I guess we won't have long until the mafia takes us away from the weekend, huh?" I shuddered at the prospect of DeLuca kidnapping me off the streets of New York. "Not necessarily." I narrowed my eyes, trying to find a positive to this. "Who ever said we have to submit so easily?" Rhys snorted loudly. "I don't think so, Jude. The mafia is pretty powerful. I predict they'll hunt us down in a matter of minutes. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if they already have eyes on

Five-hundred pages of filth turned into a weapon. The perfect Poetic justice for chasing me through the city like a deranged bloodhound. My heart hammered so hard I almost laughed. Wasn’t this the part where heroines in books pulled some badass move? Yeah, well—I was no mafia queen. I was Nova, whose emergency plan consisted of “call 911 and maybe throw stationery.” “Why are you following me?!” Her lips curled. “Why do you think?” The way she said it made my stomach flip. If only she knew how chaotic and filthy my thought process was. I’m sure she wouldn’t have asked what I was thinking at any given time.

a stretch of the truth but not fully a lie, “And you can’t stand it. That someone would hire me when you made sure that I was an untouchable thing. The power’s gone now hasn’t it Nik, you can’t control me anymore and it’s killing you. And I won’t ask you again, let me go.” There was danger in my eyes, pools of darkness that hopped to overcome the blue of his eyes, drowning him until his pale skin was bloated and unrecognisable. I had murder on my mind and I wasn’t ashamed of it. This interaction entirely had riled me up beyond belief, my hatred for Nilaus Artymov was given new life. And it all came to a stop when he pulled me forward, I crashed into his chest and he wouldn’t let me go, I fel

My wolf muttered under her breath, and I swallowed hard, wondering if he was the only one different or if it could even be that he had evil thoughts. "Selene, can we leave here now? It is getting darker!" She exclaimed, and with all my strength and speed, I bolted off, jumping over the dead, mangled bodies of those boys that almost raped me. Gosh, their deaths weren't any better. That vampire really tore them apart mercilessly.

Two weeks ago I would be on the cloud nine after getting so many good reviews… now I was slowly losing my courage. “It’s all because of Tom! My insecurities are all thanks to him and his nagging about not to dig in the subject! Let’s face it, Ana, who except for you would match all the facts, which you put in the novel?” I laughed while hitting my head with a hand. Unfortunately, there was an answer to my last question. The killer would. A mere thought of a killer reading my novel brought chills onto my spine… Fortunately I activated my common sense fast.

“We don’t open this here.” A cold certainty settled between them. They were holding evidence. Something dangerous enough to warrant secrets, shadows, and death. Nova closed the journal and clutched it to her chest. “We finish what he started,” Nova said. Damian looked at her, truly looked, and nodded once. “With you, always.”