Eugene Dangerous Fellows Romane & Geschichten

“I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really” The last words made Mae to scrunch her face in disbelief. “Happy for me?” She asked with every distrust in her seeping into her voice. Damian smiled and nodded. “How are you happy for me?” Mae asked him, looking at him suspiciously. Damian smiled. “I lost my sister to mafia men”, he started with a sigh. Mae looked at him with her mouth opened in an “oh” expression. “Yeah, she was just like you. Young and happy, filled w

Francis asks, worried about the punch Charles gave her on her shoulder. ​"No sir. I'm alright." The maid lies. She still feels the stinging pain on her shoulder but what can she do? She needs the money gotten from this part time job she got. ​"Regarding what happened today, you signed a document to keep the things that happens in this house confidential." Francis discloses. ​"Yes sir." ​"So I'm asking that no one knows about what happened between you and Catherine's son. This isn't an order but a request."

I try to push off his chest, but his fingers cling to my wrist more tightly. "Cole, let go of my wrist." When he drops it, he does so and pushes me back. "He intends to murder you," he murmurs. That's his action. Ernest is a bad man. He gives me a smirk. "Who is this guy?" I hope he will inform me when I ask. After all, Ernest is the reason I find myself in this situation. He murmurs, "He's the one they run from." He would be the real-life equivalent of the bogeyman. That's what happens, I suppose, when you inherit your family's notoriously sleazy cunt company. Mafia fucking it. He gives a headshake.

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.

Chapter Four Thorne Rocco I sat in the VVIP suite, taking in the scene below. I had just opened my new club, Silent, and it was already becoming the hottest spot in the city. It was part of a new investment I had made upon returning from my time in Italy. I was eager to see if it would be as successful as my other ventures. "I heard you and Annabel broke up," Enzo said, swirling the wine in his glass. "What happened?"

he whispered. “And they’ll kill us all to have you.” The three mutants lunged. And Elias shouted— “RUN!”

“I saw Vivian running to another man and they look like they are both into each other, it’s not right to force her to get married to a man she doesn’t even know.” “Why are you looking out for that loser who doesn’t care of others feelings?” Celeb frowned. “You don’t know the whole story and that guy she goes out with doesn’t look like he has a future with her, all they do is go to club parties, kiss each other in public and have sex all the time they hang out, she should be forced to get married to a man who she doesn’t know than be with that asshole.” Katherine hadn’t seen Celeb angry before, but now she could see his tone had change, his eyes were dark and his brows slightly lowered a tog

said Eugene with a worried look in his eyes. “ All the more reasons for us to get away from this place,” Levy replied as she pinched Eugene on the waist and hissed, “ You better start moving or I am going to leave you here, then you can stay here and wait for your death to come and embrace you.” “ No, I...I was just thinking whether we should go and help the woman who just screamed,” Eugene looked at the back of the crowd, he didn’t see anyone but he could smell the faint scent of blood. He wasn’t a perfect shifter and could’ve shifted but his senses weren’t bad, he looked at the people who were running behind them and noticed that they had blood splattered on their clothes, whatever was cha

I noticed he was about to roll up his pants, so I quickly pulled my foot back. "Nat, let me see if you're hurt," Mr. Eugen said with concern. "I'm fine, just slipped a little, no injuries!" I replied, not wanting him to continue his actions. Mr. Eugen at that moment was dangerous, with any closer contact potentially leading to unintended consequences. I wasn't that naive to fall into his trap. Besides, it was just a minor slip, not a big problem at all. "No, I need to make sure by seeing it myself."