Deadliest Catch Novels & Stories

“Did you get any other names? any other information about who else might have been interested?” “N-no, Sir. I swear it, I promise I won’t do anything like this ever again. I was just scared that The Deadly One was going to come for me. I don’t want to die.” A sly smirk formed on my lips as I chuckled. If only he knew his worst fear was right in front of him.

Killian doesn't hesitate, he grabs the remote and flips the channel. A blonde news anchor fills the screen, her expression composed and professional. Her words are anything but. "Breaking news. A government-operated aircraft has been recovered in the Gulf of Mexico. The plane was found engulfed in flames. The cause of the crash is currently unknown, though early evidence suggests a possible terrorist attack. The FBI has launched a full investigation and is on scene." The sound seems to hollow out around me. My pulse thuds louder than anything else in the room. Please. Please don't let it be them.

It was Rafael. He dragged me backward while I kept struggling. “Leave me alone!” I screamed. “Let me kill him! Let me fucking kill him!” Rafael’s grip was tight. He pressed something on my shoulder, maybe a pressure point and suddenly everything started going black. The last thing I saw was Damien on the floor, bleeding and groaning, before my vision completely faded.

Increasing my speed, I get up side by side with Sam when we come bursting through the bushes and end up right in the middle of a group of wolves. They are prepared and instantly start to get to attack before we even have a chance to react. Booth of us get jumped on when there is a loud roar and Aziels black wolf comes bursting through and gets right into the fight before the wolves get a chance to hurt us. He is a killing machine and I look at him when he easily kills the group of wolves like it's nothing.

she said, voice shaking. The screen flickered as the anchor’s face appeared again, now clearly distressed. “The number of cases has reached catastrophic levels,” the reporter said. “But there’s something else we’re seeing. Some patients who survive the fever are…changing. They’re violent, aggressive, and exhibit behavior far beyond what we’ve seen before. There’s no word yet on how many have been affected, but we are receiving reports of bizarre incidents across the globe.” My heart sank. This wasn’t just a virus anymore—it was something else. Something far more sinister. Something that could wipe humanity off the map.

She lit a cigarette and sat across from me. "The old generation always used to give the warning that damaged people were the most dangerous type of person because they know how to make hell feel just like home." I stated while staring into her eyes. She scoffed and put the cigarette out on my thigh. I clenched my teeth and struggled slightly trying to free myself as I glared at her. Her eyes were the same as Koa's except hers were evil like a pissed off ocean while his were calm like crystal clear waters. Just then we heard shouting and multiple gunshots ringing out loudly throughout the warehouse. She stood quickly, pulling me in front of her to act as a human shield which caused me to chuc

That was how the financial chain behind Crewsome Entertainment was also finally exposed. They kept exposing each other's darkest, most well-kept secrets, and their list of crimes only continued getting longer and longer. In the end, during the final court trial, Samael was sentenced to death by execution, to be carried out immediately, for multiple serious crimes, including abduction, torture, human trafficking, illegal business operations, and money laundering. Meanwhile, Katie, my best friend since we were kids, unexpectedly also had a murder on her hands. She was the real murderer who bullied her victims to death.

It piqued me even more, determined to win the battle. But he was set on his intention and right at that moment, I know he regained back his composure. He was able to get loose from me and swiftly rolled on his back and changed our positions. I was under him. Both breaths heaving. His eyes were even scarier than before. His lips were still red because of the shameful stunt. Yet I am here, underneath, meeting that devilish eyes. Testing this powerful Hades towering over me, with eyes enigmatic and menacing. Both his big firm arms on the side of my head, imprisoning me.

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

She looks away first. Bad hiding. Again. LUS remains silent. Again. Maya’s pencil pauses over the clipboard. Then keeps moving. Not now. The dead come once, mid-afternoon, drawn by crane noise and hammering. Six of them, staggering up the service lane with the stubborn entitlement of customers arriving after closing. Miles handles three. Marcus handles two. The last gets close enough to the new gate for Maya to test the angle. She lets it enter the dogleg. Lets it turn blind. Lets Eli drop it from above with one clean strike.