Dangerously Yours Trailer Novels & Stories

The world was burning. Not in fire, but in chaos. The moment Priya sent the files, everything changed. Governments scrambled, agencies issued denials, and Kier Malik’s empire began to crack. But Ayesha knew better. A wounded animal was the most dangerous. And Kier Malik wasn’t the kind of man to lose. The Fallout Ayesha stood in the safe house’s dimly lit kitchen, her fingers tightening around a steaming cup of coffee she had no intention of drinking. The news played on the small television in the corner.

I asked. Ryan and Trevor shared a look, exchanging silent communication. "Can you guys just answer and stop sharing a look like I’m a 7-year-old kid." I said feeling a little annoyed. Ryan stepped forward to answer my question. "Yeah, it's pretty dangerous," he replied, his voice grim. "In order to win, you have to survive the crashes, the hits, whatever the other players are doing." A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of Tyler being in such a dangerous situation. "We have to go find him," I said, my voice filled with determination.

Father knows all of this and yet he thinks that I still love Carlos, even if Salome still does, Vanessa doesn’t and Vanessa is who I am now. It was high time I take things to a much higher level. I pulled out the burner phone that I used in contacting Danger from my unpacked luggage, and called him. Like always the background was a little noisy, it sounded like they were drilling something. “Boss…” Danger said away from the noisy place. “Danger…. When next I call you, make sure where you are isn’t noisy, if it is, then don’t pick my call” I said coldly, giving him a stern warning so that next time this unforgivable act of his won’t be taken lightly.

I shot at her. “Your love life is a mess and the one chance you got at loving you had to love a man as dangerous as him and now your life is a fucking movie.” She teased and I rolled my eyes. “Very funny Alesha, Very funny.” I answered. “I really don’t know what to say, Damian Gray is a really dangerous man but from everything you’ve been telling me, even a blind man can see that he loves you and he’s only scared of commitment.” She started and I only listened.

"He’s living in my house, Maya. He’s living in the apartment I bought for us. And now he wants me to walk back into the crime scene." "You can't go there," Maya argued immediately, her voice rising. "It’s too dangerous. If you walk into that apartment, the psychological trigger alone could break you. You’ll be on his territory. No cameras, no witnesses. If Zane is that unstable, who knows what they’ll do?" "I have to go," I said, turning back to the screen. "That’s where the safe is. That’s where he keeps the physical ledgers. If I want to send him to the chair, I need the evidence inside that house."

" and why not?" "because it's not safe." "yeah and leaving me alone on the streets at age 13 was safe. I'm 21 now. I have trained my entire life. I think it's safe enough for someone like me." "no" "why??" "just because." "just because why?" "because I don't trust you" "you couldn't find a dumber reason." "your so stubborn" "I learned from the best, aka you" "your not joining"

The image on the screen displayed big letters that strung to form a highly surprising headline. “We are free,” my mother whispered. “We are free from them.” Once I faced the front, I looked at Selena whose eyes were closed and I asked, “Did you kill yourself?” “I had to get rid of The Dangerous Dame.” “Did you kill Malik?” “Malik killed The Dangerous Dame and he had to pay for his sins.” “That’s scary,” I said and Selena opened her eyes. “You are scary.”

His voice was low and serious as he began to speak, his words filled with a mixture of concern and warning. "Camilla, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation we find ourselves in," Lucas said, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "These workers, this warehouse... it's all part of a dangerous operation involving drugs. If you ever lied to me, if you ever got involved in any way, the consequences could be dire." Camilla's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to Lucas's words. She had never imagined being caught up in something so dangerous. The realization hit her like a cold wave, making her feel small and trapped.

But not for long. The Black Axe must be backed by a powerful source that fuels their gruesome acts. Selling drugs and illegal firearms wasn’t enough for them. The entire time with Scar, my mind kept drifting back to my innocent lamb. She was in the den of thieves, dealers, and all sorts of evildoers, camouflaged as friends of the celebrant. A text pulled my attention to my phone, and my blood boiled at its content. "She is dancing with the boy you hate." It was from Diego.

"I'm doing this. For Matteo. For my parents. For all of it." Damian pulled me close, burying his face in my neck. "If anything happens to you—" "It won't." "But if it does—" "Then you burn them all down," I finished. "Every last one. Promise me." "I promise." His arms tightened around me. "But I'd rather burn the world down with you in it." Adrian cleared his throat awkwardly. "We need to move. Window's closing." The safe house was in Trastevere, a beautiful building hiding ugliness within. I approached the entrance in my courier uniform, package in hand, heart hammering.