Fierce Perilous Stakes Novels & Stories

"YOU ARE A BEAST! DELRAMA YOU MUST DIE !!!" "I want you beside me, Roden. You can't disappear, so I'm locking you between my hands, forever." "Bastard. I'd rather die than staying beside you." "Say it to the moon. Bark like a dog, it's useless. From now on, you'll be mine 'forever! To be beside me is your punishment.". "Zaki you, jerk! Just wait, and I'll punish you too for doing this to me!" I crushed her with a kiss. "I'll wait that Roden." .. The Unchaste Punishment

He had a gold sash around his waist, with black characters on it. The man was handsome beyond measure, He's slim, muscular, with an almost perfectly symmetrical face. He had tousled dark hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerizing deep ocean blue, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He had dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. He radiated a feeling of danger, which made anyone weak in the knees out of fear.

Hearing those few words, it was as if all my strength had been drained. His understanding of me had, in that moment, become my death sentence. “The car’s been off-track for so long. Don’t you fear the organizers will trace this?!” I coughed up blood, each word squeezed from between my teeth. The response was his careless laughter. “Trace it? I’ve already reported everything. “You’re the one who went rogue, trying to push past the limit into an undeveloped segment! “Right now, all the cameras are just capturing your showboating.

Every nerve ignited, every heartbeat lost to the fire between us. We broke apart just enough to breathe, foreheads pressed together, hearts racing. “This is reckless,” I whispered. “Reckless is the only way to survive this,” he murmured. “And some flames… aren’t meant to be tamed. They are meant to burn, consume, and leave nothing behind.” The warehouse seemed to shrink around us, shadows pressing close, danger lurking in every corner. And I realized, terrifyingly and thrillingly, that I didn’t care. I had already crossed the line. I had already surrendered.

I answered in a loud voice for I’m getting annoyed at how he is trying to stop me. “This is dangerous.” “Pericles, in what game did I ever lose?” “This is not a game at all.”

The path to it was fraught with peril. "The Arena is active," Valerius continued. "Environmental hazards, automated defenses, and the cunning of your opponent will challenge you. There are no rules, save one: No lethal force. The Quinton name is built on strength, not savagery. Begin!" Julian Sterling didn’t hesitate. With a burst of speed that Davina hadn’t anticipated, he launched himself from the dais, his movements fluid and precise. He activated a series of miniature grappling hooks from his gauntlets, scaling a sheer rock face with terrifying efficiency. His path was direct, a straight line to the Sigil.

When I didn't answer, he rolled his eyes and snickered, “Dog, you stand no chance here. You might as well just turn around and crawl back home with your tail between your legs. At least you will keep your life that way." ‘Let me out, I can snap his neck,’ Dex growled. ‘I need to use the stake.’ “Over my dead body.” “If you insist,” he shrugged, rolling his eyes. He had me pinned to the wall in a flash. The feel of his cold skin against mine felt as if I’d been thrown into an ice bath. Kiera rushed over, trying to free Felicity from her restraints. If I could keep this fucker busy long enough to get her out, three against one would give me better odds.

another board member said for Harden to arrange his sitting position. “I’m afraid no, it's fashion business, ideas got leaked and it affects stakes. That’s a priority reason for finesse to host it this time to regain lost.” He said for the man to frown. “Are you saying we should still risk our stakes again for…. “Everything is risk, Mr James. I’m also taking the risk for Finesse because I know, this time you get what you lose and more. I’m not promising you, I’m only saying what I think as a businessman” He said for all the board members to sigh.

The yard was very quiet. "You know what's at stake," she said. "We've held this territory twice. The third time is different. He's not coming with a coalition that has political standing to lose. He's coming with contracted warriors and Ironwood fighters and one remaining ally, and he has nothing left to lose through legitimate channels." She let that land. "That makes him dangerous in a way the first two engagements weren't." She looked at Stefan at the edge of the yard. He gave her a small nod—she had the shape right.

The sharpened wood glistened with fresh splinters as her crimson eyes moved up and locked unto mine. I could hear her growling inwardly and I knew I had managed to piss her up. “You are dying this time around!’ Her voice dropped into something terrifyingly calm. Felicity voice sentence was filled with murder intent and bloodlust. Without warning– WHOOSH!! The stake left her hand and shot towards my chest right to my heart. She wasn't bluffing anymore. This time around she wanted me dead!. But that was good and why was that? Because if she crossed the line or attempt to Aiden would have no choice and Nathan will be forced to move.