Gerard Way Danger Days Novels & Stories

Her breath hitched as she dabbed again, slower this time. He watched her in silence, the soft light casting shadows across her face. Her lashes fluttered, her lips parted slightly as she focused. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, but the words caught in his throat. “How did you know I was in danger?” she asked suddenly, her voice low but curious. “You were supposed to travel to Florida for your meeting, weren’t you?” Gerald’s jaw flexed. He turned his gaze away for a moment before meeting hers again. “I was watching your concert from home,” he said, voice deep and steady. “When that bastard kissed you.”

Then, quietly, he said, “Call me if anything happens, and don’t forget to take the test.” “I will.” Gerard didn’t leave immediately. He stared at me, enough to make my chest tighten. “Thursday,” he repeated like it was a promise. And then he turned and left, his tall figure disappearing through the door. I dropped onto the chair. Three days with Gerard. I told myself we were both Alphas. I wasn’t an omega. I wasn’t Raphael. So nothing could happen, and it was safe.

"Someone else is looking for her. Someone who found her before I did and who doesn't have the same intentions I have. She's in danger, and she doesn't know it. Whatever you remember, whatever you've held back tonight because you weren't sure who you were talking to — I need it. It could be the difference between finding her in time and not finding her at all." Gerald Watts looked at me for a long moment. Then he said, very calmly, "How do I know you're not the danger?" I stilled. "You have my word that I am not the danger." Gerald studied me as he could somehow see through me and get whatever truth he was looking for. "Okay." He said, standing up, "If I ever recall anything else from that ni

“Oh—and if she tries anything, I’ve got footage that’ll make sure she never works in this city again.” The door shut behind him. Silence wrapped around Dom like a vise. He looked back toward the glass wall. Jillian Richards was already gone from the lobby. Probably settling into her desk, unpacking pens, ready to start her life. And yet, Gerald’s words clung to the air. A warning. A threat. And something else. Possession. He’d always known when his brother had set his sight on a new toy. ___________________________________________

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~PAWELL POV~ Keith and I were walking fast... running actually to get to the detention room because our trouble friend was caught in the act having a good time inside the infirmary. Why can't he take his dick inside his pants? Geeezzz... I can still remember the day when he tries to 'party' all night and we need to pick him up so we can cover it up to his grandparents especially to his mom because she was scary as hell. Flashback "Pawell... pick me up..."

Every desire strangled before it reaches daylight. Julian had warned him about that. Thinking about me is not courage. It is a desire with nowhere honest to go. “Arrange the next interview with Sarah Printer,” Adrian says. “Daylight. Public place. Recorder on. Martin may sit nearby, not at the table.” Martin stares at him. “You are still continuing.” “Yes.” “Your father will object.” “My father can add it to his collection.” Annabelle’s mouth moves as if she has almost smiled. She hides it quickly.

He was sure I wouldn't be able to escape. However, he had no idea that I would send someone a secret code each time I completed a job. If I didn't send it, that would tell him that I was in danger. Judging by the time, that person should've returned from his island vacation by now. But for some reason, I wasn't that eager to leave anymore. I wanted to collect proper "payment" from Dominic. I knew he was always watching me. As he'd said, the surveillance camera in the living room was just for show. There were more of them hidden in corners that I couldn't see.

"I think that choice has to be mine, Mr. Killian. Certainly any woman with a brain who's been involved with Gabriel Peralta for more than eighteen months knows he doesn't work as an accountant or a salesman. I could have shut the door on this any time. So please don't discuss me as if I weren't here." She thought she saw a smile tugging one corner of the man's mouth but it was gone so quickly she wondered if she was mistaken. Daniel Killian didn't seem like the type of man who smiled very much. He lifted his mug to his mouth, disguising any reaction by taking a long swallow of coffee. "Fine. Those are things we can discuss after we get this current situation under control. I just wanted you

“But grandmother…” “Shut up. You should know what you’ll face when dating a dangerous man. After enjoying your sweet times with them, you must be ready to say hello to their dangerous side. Loving them is one story, but ‘dangerous’ itself is another mystery you’ll solve in your relationships. A glass of wine!” Nala yelled at the maid. The maid flinched and quickly left. “You can’t help them find love.” Nala chuckled, glancing at Lisa. “They will fight for it themselves. If you want Norman to notice you, it’s not by sitting here and waiting for love to come.”

Chapter Thirty Five Bisola looked around searching for Dapo, she saw him coiled up on one of the chairs, Bisola moved closer to him. “Are you okay?” she finally asked. Dapo sat right first. “We have just Ten minutes left to decide my fate, if I lose this campaign, I am done for, I have failed my father who worked hard for this place.” Dapo stood up and hold Bisola hand. “Bisola I am really scared, I have never been this scared in my life.”