Dangerously Unusual Novels & Stories

Far darker. And far more dangerous.

"what has that got to do with this" say it, he said coldly. The sudden shift startled her. “Twenty six.” His jaw flexed barely. “You’re not too young, Desperate.” His gaze flicked to the tear tracks she hadn’t realized were drying on her face. “Emotionally compromised. And entirely unpredictable.” “Unpredictable?” she echoed, hurt lacing her voice. “You’re a walking liability,” he said simply. Arielle flinched. But he wasn’t done. “You walked in here this morning with nothing to lose, That type of person is the most dangerous person alive.”

She handed him a pen as if presenting him with an unwanted prize. Jack’s hand shook as he took the pen. For a moment he looked at the paper and at Scarlett, and he saw the yard, the dead boy, the loss of face. Pride is a dangerous thing; pride and fear are combustible together. The ledger was legacy; a signature could be the difference between being the lion and being the man fed to lions.

"Someone who thinks they can grab power from your father, or mine, in all the chaos. You should look into that. See who in your family might be getting impatient." My stomach dropped. The thought that one of our own could have killed Caleb, killed uncle Sam… it was almost too much to consider. "It would be difficult for one of our men to have planted a bomb in your home right under your nose. So if it had to come from the inside, it would have come from your home." I said with no hesitation.

Dangerous. But real.

Too confident. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

I was something else. Something dangerous. Something damaged. But something alive.

Not just attraction. Not just curiosity. Something deeper. Something dangerous.

It was brief, but enough for my mind to stagger a bit. This man is dangerous... way too dangerous. “What do you say? Do we have a deal?”

“Your tetanus vaccines up to date?” “Yes.” This was such an insane conversation. Untold numbers of people had just been blown up, and she and Hunter almost with them. If they’d been any closer to the blasts… She swallowed and wrapped her arms around herself, fighting off another bout of shivers that kept rolling through her.