Jet Star Danger Days Novels & Stories

"What about Charity? Are you sure---" "Find her!!! Find her now or I swear to God I'll break out of here to find her myself" Roman took a step backward. The look in my eyes must have been deadly enough to have him shocked. "I can only help you if you tell me what the fuck is going on" I felt my eyes well up for the first time in a long time. "She's--she's in danger" And I think I realized it a little too late.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

Outside, the darkness slowly settled over the city, blurring out the light. Jack heard the sound after he fell asleep holding his brother’s hand. Jason, their elder brother was not yet back, and there was no indication that he would be. They had both been waiting for him before they fell asleep. At 8, both twins were still too young to do anything for themselves, so the thought had not yet occurred to them to get out of the house. Besides, darkness loomed outside, and to their young and impressionable mind, that meant danger. “Tim, wake up,” Jack said, pulling at his brother.

There was the Luca I knew. Appearances. What if a tabloid took my picture and I was plastered on a grocery store magazine? “Greco daughter knocked up out of wedlock.” He wasn’t at all a practicing Catholic and neither was I! I sighed. The car pulled up to the plane and I was glad to move along although now we were going to still just have awkward silence in a different vehicle. “How’s your mom,” I asked Jesse, as we piled into Luca’s private jet. “She’s walking. We’ll visit her once we get back. We can fly back with Luca to his house and I’ll teleport us back to NASA,” he said, pulling me into a seat on top of him.

"Don't make a sound. We're here to help you." "Help me? What can you even help me with?" I stared at the men in confusion. The leader pulled out his phone and showed me a video. "We know you have a special condition. We can help you with that." As soon as I saw the video, my eyes widened. The footage shook me to my very core. It was a video of me at the bone-setting clinic. Henry had recorded me and uploaded the video online. A chill ran down my spine as immense fear coursed through me.

He traced the shape of my teeth with an ambiguous intimacy, lightly squeezed the tip of my tongue, then moved his fingers in and out in a deliberate, thrusting rhythm. I was shocked by his boldness, but my heart was racing. I suppressed my giddiness and licked his finger with my tongue. The next instant, his expression turned dangerously dark. He leaned close to me and said, "You're pretty bold. Makes me want to take things further. You wouldn't stop me, would you?" My face burned, but I didn't argue. I just swallowed the popcorn. He pulled his hand back fully this time, then tilted my chin up and leaned in. His lips met mine, rough with a hint of stubble, pressing hard.

“We’re close to confirming it.” “And when we do?” I asked. Jillian didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. His eyes told me everything. They would burn the whole city down if it meant getting my father back—and keeping me safe. The next day, tension hung over the mansion like a storm cloud. Everyone was on edge. Even the usually unreadable Joseph Colbert looked uneasy. “Christy,” he called out when I entered the hall. “Yes, sir?” He studied me. “You’ve grown a backbone.”

Dante declines champagne again without glancing at her. Amara tells herself she won’t care. She lasts twelve minutes. Adrenaline crash hits like a wave. Her body sinks into the leather seat. The steady vibration of the jet engine hums beneath her bones. Her eyes grow heavy. She tells herself she’ll stay awake. She doesn’t. — When she wakes, the cabin lights are dimmed. The jet is descending. Her blanket has been adjusted around her shoulders. She doesn’t remember doing that. She looks up. Dante is still awake.

she wiped the tears trickling down her cheeks and walked away. ** In the small dim room, three young men in black suits were seen, sitting on a long black couch. Ryker and Mrs Clyde were also seen sitting on the couch opposite them. “Tomorrow is the D day, your pass and everything is intact. Your friend Ryan will be at the party tomorrow. Your part is to drug him with something so hard that would make him lose his senses and make a mess in front of everyone,” Mrs Clyde spoke to the young men. “As long as it doesn't kill him, we're good to go,” one of the men spoke.

I want to make sure you’re safe because of my background whoever is around me is always in danger from my past. Your mate Jaz