Dangerous The Book Novels & Stories

Elena stood beside her, unsure of what to say. Scarlett took a slow drag and exhaled. “You shouldn’t be here with me,” she said softly. “I’m dangerous.” Elena felt a chill run down her spine. The way Scarlett said it — calm, serious — made her heart race. Scarlett noticed and gave a small laugh. “Are you scared?” Elena shook her head quickly. “No.” Scarlett’s eyes dropped to Elena’s hand. “What’s that?” she asked, nodding at the ring.

“You idiot! You ungrateful daughter. Stupidity is the reason why your mother died early. You're a worthless piece of shit!” Emily cried even more as he gestured to the police to move Dr. Morris to the mobile car. He was afraid that something would happen at any minute to Emily's baby. *** The house was filled with a cry and gentle tone from two women. Nimueh let Emily cry on her shoulder while he was walking back and forth in front of them. “The baby is not mine. Why did you not tell me about this ahead of? You put my family in danger.” He stopped from questioning and analyzing everything when a hard thing touched his head. He looked at the floor where the thick book landed flat then to Nimu

she asked, reaching between them to wrap her fingers around his cock. His breath whistled through his teeth and he flexed in her grip. "Common sense—which apparently I don't seem to have—says I should never have started with you. I'll probably go to hell for pulling you into this life I live. It's too erratic. Too unsafe. But the truth is, the minute I saw you my brain took a vacation and my body took over. And with each time we spent together, you became more and more important to me. Now I've put you in danger, yanked out of your home in the middle of the night—"

In that moment, her body froze at the sudden closeness of their faces. The cold breeze made Jasmine shiver, but slowly, a warmth began to tingle on her skin, becoming perfect as Mr. Hawthorne kissed her lips, slowly and softly. Jasmine couldn’t pull away, even though doubt lingered in her heart. She realized that even before hearing Mr. Harper’s words, she already knew that Mr. Hawthorne was a dangerous man. She shouldn’t have been surprised by the accidents that befell her tormentors, and she had to accept the fact that she was still in love with Mr. Hawthorne, who harbored a dark side.

I swung my legs off the bed and stood, the broken binding dangling from my wrist. “Shiloh,” I said. She glanced back, biting her lip to hide a smile. “Yes?” “Run.” She didn’t. Stubborn to the end. Good. Two strides and I had her caged between my body and the wall. My hand slid to her throat, not squeezing, just resting there. A reminder. Her pulse hammered under my fingers. “You forget something about me,” I said quietly. Her eyes went dark. “What’s that?” “I’m dangerous,” I murmured. “I’ve killed more men than you’ve had hot dinners. I’ve snapped necks and ripped hearts, and I did it without losing sleep. Don’t ever play with that and think it’s not real.”

Something dangerous. Something that could destroy them all.

Goosebumps erupt across my skin beneath his loose shirt, and every of my nerve lights up as his lips brush mine. “Keep talking,” he growls. His voice low and dangerous, vibrating straight to my core. “And I’ll shut you up with my cock so deep in your throat you won’t remember how to speak.” Liquid heat floods me, pooling hot and slick between my thighs. I lean into his grip. “You would be doing me a favor.”

And just like that, the perfect day shatters into something dark. Something dangerous.

I wanted it badly…no, needed it badly. Want is a HUGE understatement. Daniel pulled his fingers out, unzipped his pants, and took out his pretty long,tick,edible cock. It was long, veiny, and rock hard. He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery slit, teasing my clit until I was whimpering. “Please…” I begged quietly. He gripped my hips and pushed inside me slowly. Inch by thick inch. My mouth fell open as he stretched me open. The burn felt so good. It was that feeling of pleasurable pain.

I was trying my best to read a book but my mind kept going back to Nathan's words kept coming back to me. Jaylen was dangerous. That was what he said. But regardless of the fact that I hated Nathan and I would never listen to a thing he said…I had my suspicions about Jaylen mingling with some dangerous people. Because of his movements and then his friends. I looked down at the page again, I had not moved from the single paragraph in minutes. I reread the lines and wondered if I should toss the book. But it had been dubbed online as the biggest book of the year, or the best, I couldn't remember.