Dangerous Personality Novels & Stories

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.

"Shh, it's okay. I won't let him hurt you anymore. You're safe now." I clung to Dorian, seeking comfort in his embrace. His presence gave me a sense of security that I hadn't felt in a long time. But the fear still lingered, the memories of Lucas's anger and violence haunting me. "Dorian, why is he like this?" I whispered; my voice filled with confusion. "Why does he treat me this way?" Dorian sighed; his voice filled with sadness. "I wish I had the answers, Camilla. Lucas has always been controlling and possessive, but I never thought he would become violent. It's not right, and it's not your fault."

We turned. A man descended slowly—barefoot, dressed in a grey tank and matching joggers that hung loose on his lean frame. His hair was slicked back, not a strand out of place. His face was mature, but too smooth—like he lived in some eternal twilight between thirty and forty. Pretty-boy type. Polished. Dangerous. I hated him on sight. “If we’d barged in,” I said coldly, “you’d have felt it. Trust me.” Diego stepped in, voice even. “We knocked. The door opened.”

"It sounds silly, but it helped us pass the time." "I don't doubt it." Dante leaned back, the picture of casual insouciance. "What would you liken me to?" A dragon. Glorious in his power, terrifying in his anger, and magnificent even in repose. "If you'd asked me before our truce, I would've said an ill-mannered boar," I said instead. "Since we're being nice, I'll upgrade you to a honey badger." "The most fearless animal in the world. I'll take it."

He sighs, throwing his arms in the air and then letting them fall to his sides, making him look even crazier. "Look, I'm feeling very generous today and will answer your question despite your shitty personality. It's gonna look cool now if I finish the story." His constant grinning and emphasizing, and most of all his crazy behaviour is making me ten times more nervous. "You're nothing but a bait. Your only function at the moment is to scare the shit out of Axel and make him come here so we can kill him and then you're free to go. Maybe." he says and tears pool in my eyes.

Not like that like a crazy person. Bella rolled her eyes. The man next to her was really hard to guess. Even though that man at the mansion looked very indifferent to her. Who knows what possessed the man until now wanting to take her to hers new workplace. Stev's shifting attitude really makes Bella feel disgusted by the man. #Hi all! Thank you for reading "Dangerous Man" up to here. Keep up with the sequels, OK! #:-)

He already knew that she will decide to leave but again he bothered asking. He knew that even if he didn't ask, she had to find a way to escape him. She held the door knob tightly and turned it slowly locking the door. He wanted her to leave, he blamed himself for her father's death but what he didn't know was that he was stuck with her forever. If he thought he was a danger then he was wrong, She was far more dangerous to him. She maybe soft as every one sees but what if her staying may ruin him. She was a target since her father is dead now, it's like her protective shield had been broken... Danger was his slave and Danger was her best friend.

Not rough but firm enough to pull her against my body until I was invading every inch of her personal space. Her eyes widened as she thrashed against my hands, trying to pull away, but I didn't let go. “Let go of me, Liam.” “You don't get to walk away from this. And you definitely don't get to call it a mistake, baby girl.” “Don’t you ever call me that!” She spat, her eyes ablaze but that was the fascinating thing about this beautiful woman. She was even more stunning when she’s angry, more dangerous and it drove me crazy.

She cursed at him, stamping her hand on the table and he shuddered. "I want everyone who went after him today to be fired!" She said coldly and got to her feet. "Everyone apart from you," She clenched her jaw at the loss of her security guards. "I will have to find new professional guards myself." She turned and walked out while cursing under her breath. The chief security had wanted to beg her, but he didn't dare part his lips, she was scary to deal with, and she never goes back on her word, her husband was the worst, whoever stood in his presence trembled.

The sudden courage in me wasn't afraid of his outburst as I wanted to know if he really hurt someone or not. I prayed in my mind hoping he didn't as I count him as the only good person in the family who isn't ruthless but deep down I knew he was more than that. He is mysterious, secretive, doesn't speak much unless there is a need, stays isolated most of the time indulging in his work, and his personality screams danger, if these aren't the traits of a psychopath then what's up with him? "Yes or no?" I asked again as he was quietly gazing at me with his calculative eyes.