Eugene Dangerous Fellows の小説・ストーリー

His blood was running all the way from his shoulder down to my arm and the floor, but none of us moved. After all, this addiction, we both knew, was dangerous. In fact, we were more addicted to the danger.

She killed my sister her niece so mercilessly. In meantime something clicked me and I abruptly turned my head to look beside me at ‘Kabir......’ Kabir was absentmindedly having his eyes wide which were now in shade of deep red glued to floor, his joint hands resting on his knees in front were popping out every single veins of his arms.... as his entire body kept shaking like it would explode any second now.... “Ethan is dangerous man ..... He found out today about your..... wife.....” Alphanso said stealing a glance at me

Jeremy said somewhat helplessly. This time, without waiting for Yuki to speak, Eugene said coldly, "She crashed into me." Jeremy and Fern looked at him incredulously. It was him? That was too much of a coincidence, right? Of all the people, she had to crash into Eugene! Fern frowned. This would be troublesome. She more or less understood Eugene's temperament. He was not the sort who would give up easily. One could mess with anyone except Eugene. One should not be fooled by his gentlemanly appearance. When push came to shove, he could be more ruthless than anyone else.

Eugene was wickedly ecstatic, thinking that he would soon get all the property of the Atherton family. When the day came, he would kick Harry and Edwin out of the Atherton family, monopolize all the assets, find a super-rich husband for Lola, and take control of the Atherton family's businesses. The moment Sylvie's thumb was about to come into contact with the paper— Bang! A gunshot shocked all the people on the cruise ship, and a bullet hit the chair beside Eugene. The chair overturned on the deck with a clatter, which frightened Eugene into a panic, causing him to subconsciously let go of his hold on Sylvie.

"But why? I mean, imagine how much work we would get done if we stayed together!" "And why in God's name would I want to stay in the same house as you?" "Because we're best friends and we're brothers!" Russell turned to face Eugene with his brow up in the air. "And why the fuck are you gay?" Eugene stopped with his mouth slightly agape, his hand on his chest in a dramatic way. "How dare you?" He gasped. Russell paid no mind to his rants of how many girls he had fucked and had come splattering on his dick, and focused on making a well-made steak for Vivianne.

He was still close to what I considered an ally when in need so I can't think of shooting him for touching my woman but if he continued with it, I may loose it. I sat down with Lucia beside me, at the table where three other men were. I knew two of them Tom and Dante and they were the kind of men I could pull out a gun to and kill at the slightest instance. I have delt with them all before and they were traitors and doubkecrossers I could say. Their stern faces were embodiments of danger and a shared memory of our wild pasts. "Alright!" Benny called noticing the tension surrounding us. "The deals we're gonna be striking tonight is a great mighty one. No fights aloud! Which is why I had you a

Dangerous. Patrons and staff of SubTerra used only one word to describe Jon Moretti; dangerous. He was one of many dangerous men who walked through the clandestine establishment, and yet Jon Moretti was the one they warned her about. Career criminals, thieves, arsonists, gang members, murderers… the club was a prestigious hub, built specifically to give these menacing people a place where, ironically, they could feel safe. A place they knew police officers wouldn’t be barging through the door to arrest them, thanks to a low-key business agreement between the owner, Frank Muscovado, and some crooked government officials with the power to sweep the booming business under the rug.

He yanked me back and held me against his bike, his torso pressing against my chest, the soft hum of the bike vibrating against my thigh as the wind hit me softly, sending chills which contrasted with the anger brewing in me. “Because, Jordan,” he drawled teasingly, like he was enjoying the game he created. “You still don't get it, do you? You don't get the fact that you're in LEA, and moving about freely on those pretty legs of yours is dangerous, Firefox. You think smiling and laughing with everyone is safe? Fuck that, Jordan,” he spat non-stop. “No one here is nice. No one likes you. Everyone has skulls in their fucking cupboard and is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't fall for them, Prin

At least I know his name, Killian Shane! “Does it really matter? Is it different if he was someone else? But for your information I know that man, I have been to the club for many years so I know everything about him. That man is no good. He is a fucking dangerous man, Jemma; even criminals shuddered when he is mentioned. He is the demon of all demons around here. You should stay away from here and never see him again.” I cocked my head to the side and stared at my friend who since knowing here I have never seen he like this. She was really angry. She has fought a few times with people but she was always cutesy.

My wolf muttered under her breath, and I swallowed hard, wondering if he was the only one different or if it could even be that he had evil thoughts. "Selene, can we leave here now? It is getting darker!" She exclaimed, and with all my strength and speed, I bolted off, jumping over the dead, mangled bodies of those boys that almost raped me. Gosh, their deaths weren't any better. That vampire really tore them apart mercilessly.