Dangerous The Book Novels & Stories

Dangerous. Waiting.

Something dangerous. I want to know more.

She took out her cell phone and turned on the torchlight and so did Celeb, and they began heading forward through the pathway, at each side were different trees and it was so dark, one can feel danger lurking there. "Katherine, tell me one thing..." Celeb fastened his footsteps to catch up with her, his eyes still darting from left to right. "Why are we here?" He asked. Katherine exhaled sharply, she looked forward. "I’m here to clear my head." She told him and Celeb blinked, it was insane to come to this dangerous place just to clear her head. He made a face and looked at her again. "Hold on," He thought of what she said and spoke out again. "You are here to clear your head when there are l

The city—vibrant, dangerous, unpredictable—had never felt more alive… or more theirs. Together.

"After eight months of making you all see this my way, you still doubt it? I thought we were just coming here to finalize not–" “You move product through ports that attract heat," Mateo cut me off, pulling the cigar from between his lips. "We don’t need that kind of attention.” “You already have it,” I replied coolly. “You’re just pretending you don’t.” Daniel scoffed, his fingers tapping on the table with impatience. “You’re younger. Ambitious. You're no new person to us, Enricho. You're a dangerous man. Why should we bind ourselves to someone who might drag us into wars we didn’t start?”

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

When he bit down gently, my breath hitched. This is dangerous. Very dangerous. ***** LMCD22

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

I say as he slides into the seat. He lifts my mug, reading the little chalkboard logo. “I’m full of surprises.” “Dangerous ones? “Depends. Is caffeine and questionable literature your definition of danger?” He smirks, loosening his coat. “What’s the book?” I glance down, then grimace. “Some wildly over-hyped thriller about a detective with a drinking problem. Groundbreaking, right?” Marcus leans over, plucking the book from my hands before I can protest. His shoulder brushes mine in the process, and my pulse spikes like it has no sense of boundaries. He flips through the pages with a skeptical eyebrow.

Words leapt out at me—phrases about danger, betrayal, and fear. With trembling fingers, I flipped to the last page. It was as if my mother had saved the most haunting message for the end. My breath caught as I read the desperate, hastily scrawled words: ---- Danger!!! Our life is in Danger! (Monroe Corporation) How many more dangers do we have to escape? What if he eventually kills all of us? Oh no! My daughter. ---- The sight of those words—so urgent, so raw—made my blood run cold. It was all there. The truth had been staring at me, hidden in these pages, waiting for me to discover it. My chest tightened, and my pulse roared in my ears.