I M More Dangerous Than You Novelas e Histórias

“Listen to me.” Even though he couldn’t see her, he could reach her with his words, the force of his will. “You know we don’t have a choice. I’m gonna be right in front of you every moment, and you’re not gonna stop no matter what happens.” He kept his voice harsh, authoritative. “If something happens to me, you don’t stop, you keep going. You keep fucking going until you get down the stairs and out to where the guys will be waiting for you. Now take a deep breath, and when I squeeze your hand, you hold all that air in because I’m going to open this door and get us the fuck outta here.”

In that moment, her body froze at the sudden closeness of their faces. The cold breeze made Jasmine shiver, but slowly, a warmth began to tingle on her skin, becoming perfect as Mr. Hawthorne kissed her lips, slowly and softly. Jasmine couldn’t pull away, even though doubt lingered in her heart. She realized that even before hearing Mr. Harper’s words, she already knew that Mr. Hawthorne was a dangerous man. She shouldn’t have been surprised by the accidents that befell her tormentors, and she had to accept the fact that she was still in love with Mr. Hawthorne, who harbored a dark side.

For one second, he thinks it will be Sarah or a news alert. It is Adrian. Julian does not touch the phone. The message sits there anyway. “Do not believe everything people say for the cameras.” Julian reads it once. Then again. Heat moves through him, part anger, part want, part something more dangerous than either. Adrian knows. That is the problem. He knows what the answer sounded like. He knows what it did. And still, he said it. Julian picks up the phone. His thumb moves before he can soften the words.

It sounded so dangerous, and the aura that came with it made me chill and shudder as if cold water were poured down on me. "Can I really save her? How?" I asked with urgency. "I wish you realized who you are earlier, because that would stop you from suffering unnecessarily. You are a rare breed, the last of its kind, powerful and celestial, and a threat to the enemy. Your strength and prowess are beyond anyone's understanding. I'm really fortunate to be your beast. All you have to do is sink your teeth into her neck, and instead of sucking out, surge life into her, and all her wounds will be healed. She will be healed and healthier than she ever was."

“I'm not going to tell you. Especially not now, not with you screaming at me like this and taking this seriously, even if I did tell you, it wouldn't matter. This person...they're more dangerous than you could imagine. Confronting them would be useless. He'll kill you.” His eyes blazed down into mine, daring and angry at once. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean? He won't dare to harm me. I'll destroy anything and anyone that threatens my peace. And when it comes to protecting what belongs to me, I'll hunt him and kill him, you hear me?” My heart clenched and I closed my eyes, swallowing hard. My head began to pound and everything faded to a blur of white noise, like a movie playing on f

“Daniel is my friend, which is a word you clearly do not understand.” He leans against his car like we are having a normal conversation and not standing beside the road after he turned me into campus entertainment. “Friend sounds very safe.” “It is safe,” I say, and my voice comes out sharper than I plan. “Some people are actually capable of being around me without causing public damage.” His eyes move over my face, slow enough to annoy me and quick enough to deny it if I accuse him. “Safe must be boring.” My stomach tightens, and I hate that the line lands anywhere near my skin. “Dangerous must be exhausting.”

he said. "I don’t give a fuck about everything that you’ve just said. I don’t care about the ways things work." I said, swinging up from one rock to the other, "There’s only one way in this world. That’s my way. You either shut up and put up with it, or fucking die." "Yeah, keep doing it your way and see what happens." he said. "What the fuck do you want to say?!" I asked. My wolf said, "You’re making too many enemies. It’s dangerous for both of us. When you’re so full of yourself, you get too blind to see. Rouges are very dangerous when they congregate."

"They forgot that I always take back what's mine. With interest." His mouth found hers in a kiss that tasted like whiskey and promises of violence. When they broke apart, both breathing hard, his eyes were black as midnight. "And Mrs. Castelli," he whispered against her lips, "if I find out you're playing games with me, I'll show you exactly why they call me the most dangerous man on the East Coast." The threat hung between them like a blade, sharp and gleaming with possibility. But as Felix's hands continued their exploration, Muna realized that the danger wasn't just in what he might do to her.

"Everyone knows what?" "Everyone knows you are not right. Everyone knows there is something wrong with you." I stood and my chair scraped against the stone and my voice was sharp. "There is nothing wrong with me." "There is. There is something wrong with you." "There is not." "There is." I stepped closer and my hands were shaking and my voice was loud. "You do not know anything about me." "I know enough." "You know nothing." "I know you are dangerous." "I am not dangerous." "You are."

His chest rumbles with a low, genuine laugh that vibrates through his whole body. Zack pulls her closer, tucking Anna’s head under his chin as she presses into him, the warmth of her body seeping through his shirt. “Is that so?” he murmurs, his voice thick with affection. He rests his cheek against the top of her head, breathing in the scent of her damp hair. “Well, lucky for you, I am not exactly planning on going anywhere.” His hand moves to her waist, his fingers splayed wide against her skin in a way that feels both protective and intensely possessive. On the TV, an explosion rocks the screen, but neither of them is really watching anymore. “You are dangerous, Anna,” he says softly, his