Novel & Cerita Game Shakers With Henry Danger

I want to rot himself in hell. I was shaking. I couldn't do much as tears obstructed my vision. I couldn't care about how it’ll ruin my makeup if I looked like a raccoon in distress. That’s the least of my concerns. Henry’s taunting laughter bellowed, and I could barely breathe. I want to fucking kill him, but I can't. I'm a wreck. Damon's fingers remained coiled around the gun, but he didn't pull it away either.

“People are trying to kill Mia and me. Just let me get you both to safety.” Scared shitless, he looked around, making sure no one came in or out. “And how do I know that this isn’t part of the plan, some game?” “Because I’m not that good.” “You are.” “Because. . .” Xavier showed him his shaking hands.

He inches close to the glass, his eyes pinned on the sharks, apparently staring at him with deference and something else in their cold eyes. Something that borders on recognition. Could it be that they know him? If that’s true, how long has he owned them? Michael trails his fingers over the glass, then spills out. “I don’t know if you know, Malishka, but I thrive on danger…” His words make me gasp, my heart pulsing at his admission. Michael effortlessly looks dangerous, but hearing him admit it freely reminds me of the fear I felt that night I met him at Sin House. But that fear alone isn’t strong enough to dampen my desire for him. In fact, it makes me more attracted to him.

He finally understood that I hadn't just happened to pass by—I was systematically hunting down his targets with precision. He trembled with fury, his eyes turning bloodshot as he clenched his fists until his nails pierced his skin. He saw "MoonShadow" treating me with such devotion and compliance that he couldn't bring himself to face me. He turned and fled the scene in a hurry instead. It was a Wednesday night, and Henry planned to meet his third target—the game's top healer, "MiracleTouch".

Theo said in return. I was starting to see the slight humor in his eyes and I knew at that moment he was getting a rise out of this. It was like this was some kind of joke to him. But what game was he trying to play with me? “There’s no reason other than Henry’s ego,” I muttered, folding my arms across his chest. “Gavin is threatening to him, so he tries to tear him down.” “I don’t believe Henry would frame an innocent man of crimes he didn’t commit. He’s been a long-time member of the Moonshadow organization, and he’s been nothing but incredible from day one. You out of anyone should know the kind of person Henry is.”

He is concerned something is going on back down on the beach, something that can hurt me. "It's okay, I have weapons,” he responds, his tone cold, all the tension that I had managed to get out of him is back. He holds my wrist to the point it hurts, leading me up the path at a speed that I can hardly keep up with. I force him to pause. "Eryk, how dangerous is this world?" "You're safe, I promise,” he assures me, turning back toward the house. I look over my shoulder, stopping short at the sight of a group of men approaching us on the path, each of their gazes trained on mine.

Stev hissed softly. Bella exhaled harshly. "I will not run away, Stev! I swear." Bella raised both hands. And Stev snorted, staring at Bella with a meaningful look. . . . #Hi all ... !!! Thank you very much for reading "Dangerous Man" I hope you like it and continue to follow this story until the end. don't forget to comment on this story. I love you all ♥ ️

I didn’t lock the door. Not immediately, at least. Because I couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. The sounds downstairs were violent—furniture shattering, men shouting, a gunshot. Then another. And that was all it took. I snapped out of it and ran to the door, locking it with trembling hands. My heart pounded against my ribs as I backed away, one slow step at a time, until my legs gave out and I sank to the floor.

"That's the way the boss wants it. They'll never be able to sort out which bullet killed who. On my mark—three, two, one." The silenced shots sounded like a series of muffled puffs of air. When they stopped, the man who'd spoken before said, "Let's get the pictures so we've got our proof. The boss was pissed we missed before. He's waiting outside for us to finish. These people could blow everything wide open." Someone flipped on the bedroom light and Gabe heard a string of curses. "What the fuck? What's going on here?" "Shit. What is this?" "The booby prize gentlemen." Gabe stepped in and pressed his gun to the leader's head. "Randy? I think we want to immobilize our guests, turn off the lig

As I stepped into the hallway, my legs felt like jelly, but I kept moving, each step taking me farther from the den of vipers—and closer to the secrets I needed to uncover. _________ The first thing I did when I got back to my apartment was lock the door and double-check the windows. My hands were still shaking, and every shadow felt like it was moving, like someone was watching me. I leaned against the door, exhaling sharply, and pressed a hand to my forehead. I’d barely escaped the Esposito mansion, but the memory of Alessandro’s piercing green eyes lingered, burning into my thoughts. He was dangerous, too dangerous. Yet there had been something else—a flicker of intrigue, of something I c