Novel & Cerita Dangerous Romance Bl

"That this weirdo is spending so much money on you. You haven't met this guy before, but he knows work is hard for you and how stressed you are with all the gossip. He misses your eyes, your beauty." Kali stared at the box. "How many times did you read that card." "Is that what matters now? Listen to me. This guy can be dangerous. If he is making fantasies in his head and convincing himself that there is a relationship between the two of you. He could do something dangerous one of these days." Kali seemed to understand where he was going. She immediately shifted from sceptical to worried. He didn't want to scare her, but it was something that they had to address.

“The job did that, not you. I knew the risks when I signed on. I’ve faced worse things than we did today. And yet here I am, safe and sound.” The touch was so gentle, almost a caress. She couldn’t help but lean into it. His eyes darkened from caramel to amber. The air between them felt electric, crackling with tantalizing possibility. She wanted to touch him, be held in those strong arms, have him pin her beneath him on the double bed behind her and strip everything away with his hands and mouth until she was naked and his for the taking. She wanted to stop thinking, seize the moment and feel alive. To hell with waiting. She placed her hands on his wide shoulders, reveling in the strength an

“Whatever happens next, you need to get out before the fallout starts.” “And if I don’t?” His silence terrifies me more than any answer could have. “Dante.” He finally looks at me fully again, something dark flickering behind his expression. “Then you’ll be standing too close when the entire thing burns.” A chill races down my spine. Because for the first time since meeting him, I realize Dante Ricci might actually be dangerous. Not in the reckless playboy way I first assumed. Not in the charming billionaire way the tabloids romanticize. No. Dangerous in the kind of way powerful men become when vengeance has been sitting inside them for years, molding itself into obsession. And somehow, desp

Damian’s fingers threaded into her hair, pulling her close until his lips hovered just above hers. “Are you sure?” he murmured. “Because once I taste you with nothing held back, there’ll be no turning back. And the truth?” He smiled darkly. “The truth is dangerous.” She pressed into him, reckless, desperate. “I’m done being afraid of danger. I want to be devoured by it.” His mouth crushed hers—violent, hungry, as the folder fell from her hands. The kiss wasn’t sweet. It was punishment. Damian devoured her lips like he was furious she’d found the truth—and furious he couldn’t stop wanting her.

I pushed back. Lira muttered something under her breath and stepped aside, clearly realizing she wasn’t the one either of us was focused on anymore. Damon closed the space between us in two strides, his chest nearly brushing mine, his scent wrapping around me like smoke and heat. “You don’t know how dangerous this is,” he hissed. “And you don’t know how strong I’ve become.” My lips curved, slow, dangerous, the way my wolf wanted. “Or are you too afraid to find out?”

I finally turned my head, pinning her with a look, “if a man like Zane Romano can want someone this quickly, he can forget them just as quickly.” Her brows pulled together. “You don’t believe he’s serious?” I turned back to the sea. “I believe he’s dangerous. And handsome. And dangerous because he’s handsome.” Winona burst out laughing again, louder this time. “So because he’s good-looking, he’s automatically lethal?” “Not slick. Deadly.” I arched a brow. “And I’m in the middle of a dignity recovery arc. I do not have the emotional capacity to fall for a smile sharp enough to qualify as biological warfare.”

And she gave it willingly. Time blurred. Their kisses slowed, turning from frantic to tender, as though they feared the night might slip away too soon. When finally they lay spent in each other’s arms, tangled in sheets and in each other, there was no doubt left between them. Damon brushed damp strands of hair from her face, his touch gentler than she thought him capable of. “You’re dangerous, do you know that?” She blinked tiredly at him, her lips curving. “Me?” “Yes, you,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You’ve conquered a man no bullet, no blade could ever break. And now… I’m ruined for anyone but you.”

"I’m the most dangerous." "I already met Liam," I snapped. "Dangerous doesn’t scare me anymore." He leaned in closer. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with something wilder, like smoke and rain. "Liam is a storm. You see him coming. Me? I’m poison in your wine. You won’t even realize you’re dying until it’s too late." I didn’t move. My heart hammered, but I held my ground. "Try me," I whispered. His grin deepened. "Oh, I intend to."

But there was something else there too, something I couldn't quite identify, his jaw was clenched tight and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. "I told you not to come close to me," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I told you not to touch me, are you trying to lure me into sleeping with you again? Is that what this is?" The words hit me like physical blows, each one landed right in the center of my chest, right where the mate bond was still thrumming, still pulling me toward him even though he was saying the cruelest things he could think of. I'd been worried about him, when he collapsed, when he was convulsing on the floor, I thought he was dying, I'd been terrified that I'

“Well, I might have to have a browse for one once we get home.” “Mm,” Zoe sighed, his mouth hitting hers as she melted into his strong frame. “Just one more thing to the list for me to worry about.” “You worry too much, baby.” Rolling her eyes, Zoe lifted her hand, fingertips brushing against the stubble lining his chiseled jaw. “How can I worry any less? Everything you do is dangerous.” “Not everything,” he smirked, brows lifting seductively as his hand gripped the supple flesh of her rear. “I mean, sometimes it feels like I might combust when you’re doing that thing with your tongue-”