I Too Like To Live Dangerously Novels & Stories

There was something dangerous about this man, though I couldn't put my finger on what it was. "What's up?" Bianca asked elbowing me at the side, breaking my train of thought. I turned to her, giving a small smile. "Nothing much. Just having fun." "Are you sure?" she asked. "You were dancing like a goddess! If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought you were the goddess Aphrodite herself!" She said it with such wide-eyed wonder, like a child gazing upon a star. "What if I was?"

And that, I believe, is the most dangerous thing in the world. Seeking thrills out of dangerous sports is the complete opposite of resignation for me. Contrary to my parent’s belief, I do not actively seek my own demise. My desire is to feel life. To experience the sheer pleasure of being alive, after a playful dance with death. I’m sure it makes little sense to most people but… it’s just how I feel.

The yard crackled with the kind of electricity that made men make mistakes. “You will regret this,” Jack snarled as Scarlett turned to leave. He raised a fist and slammed it against a steel post in a raw, animal sound that made the air seem to thicken with anger. He drew breath to curse her, to vow bloody revenge, but his voice only rose into a roar of impotent rage. Scarlett paused at the edge of the light and looked back once. The look she gave Jack was flat, final. “Be careful what you threaten to kill, Jack,” she said softly. “Sometimes, death comes to those who order it and to those who expect it last.”

"It sounds silly, but it helped us pass the time." "I don't doubt it." Dante leaned back, the picture of casual insouciance. "What would you liken me to?" A dragon. Glorious in his power, terrifying in his anger, and magnificent even in repose. "If you'd asked me before our truce, I would've said an ill-mannered boar," I said instead. "Since we're being nice, I'll upgrade you to a honey badger." "The most fearless animal in the world. I'll take it."

"That's quite exhausting, isn't it? Knowing too well that everything could go wrong just at the slightest wrong move." Chen's jaw became stiff, but he didn't move. "Be careful with words, Mr. Hartford." "Nah. I kind of like danger," I replied softly. " The sort that had the power to make your heart race a million times. That makes one feel so...alive." This made him narrow his eyes suspiciously, and at same time, intrigued. "You said alive, huh?" "Don't you feel that too?" I asked, releasing a little tears in my gaze. "Or do you in anyway only feel alive when everyone thinks you're untouchable?"

Not just awkward. Dangerous.

I will survive. And somewhere deep inside, I knew danger was close

He was my danger, and I liked him far too much. ***

"Am I that dangerous?" "Mmm," she picks up the remote. "You're not dangerous, but you're cunning and must be a playboy. I would be a fool to trust you once more ." F

How could I casually go back to a calm and stable life with someone like Simon? “Hi everyone, I'm Ana and I'm a danger addict!” that statement in my head was unfortunately true. Spending time with people like Tom and Jay was addictive. They belong to a completely different world. Some secret door opened and I was allowed to gaze inside! On top of that, I was ready to face any consequences of my new and freshly acquired knowledge. If one day Tom decided that I would no longer have access to his world, I would accept it, but I already decided I would never give up on my own.