Jet Star Danger Days Novels & Stories

I mean c’mon Julian…she’s been traumatized after walking in on me drenched in blood that day. My mind goes back to that day. It was a beautiful disaster. Stone worked overtime cleaning the mess and disposing of their bodies. It’s almost as if it never happened. Do I regret what I did that night? Call me fucked in the head but nope I don’t. Wanna know what makes me more fucked in the head? A few months ago we all got an email at work stating that Nicholas Solace was missing and any information would be greatly appreciated. I chuckled when I read it.

Luca gives me a sorry look and walks to me. "Ernesto and Julio fell apart because of you. Julio wants you for his son, while Ernesto wants you dead. Be careful not to fall into any of their traps. They are dangerous, Nicole" Luca looks at me with pity and after ruffling my hair, he goes after his boss.

The Jetway was empty, and by the annoyed look on the flight attendant’s face, everyone was waiting for her to get her ass on board. Khalia framed Hunter’s face between her hands and leaned up on tiptoe to kiss that beautiful mouth. “I love you, so come home soon. See you in my dreams tonight?” Because she was terrified of having nothing but recurring nightmares instead. “And every night until you’re sleeping beside me in my bed. Or better yet, under me.” His eyes lit with a sensual glow that made her pulse race. She couldn’t wait. “And?” she prompted, lifting an eyebrow, trying not to let him see how afraid she was to turn around and walk away from him. Especially now that she’d seen the dan

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

Maybe I should delete it then I'd tell Avani this was insane and I wasn't doing it. Should— My phone rang, it was sienna. "Hey," I answered. "Diego. Listen. I need to tell you something about Felton D'Angelo." "What about him?" "Be careful. He's not—he's not what he seems." "What does that mean?" "It means he's dangerous. It means people who get close to him tend to disappear. It means—" She stopped. "Just be careful. Okay?" "Sienna, what are you talking about?"

Kali took another sip. The sunglasses came on when they walked out of the chilly mall and into the blazing sun. The weather had taken a turn for the worst. It had been that way the entire week, and the forecasts predicted a fall in the temperature in the following week. Till then, they had to make do with the unbearable conditions. “Are you ready for dinner?” “Which one?” Ember chuckled. “Nice. The one at my house. For our grandfather.” “I think I am. It’s just introductions.”

Stella held her hand first. “Let’s go celebrate.” She said happily. Madam Arinola, Victoria, Dapo and Bisola frowned, they can’t understand the reason for the celebration that Stella was talking about. “And what are we cerebrating please?” Madam Arinola asked. “First, My brother got Dad company back on a good footing, we can no longer fear about losing the Company to that dimwit named Mr. Michigan.” Stella replied childishly. “And what is the other one?” Madam Arinola asked again.

“Yes, a proposition.” “What sort of proposition?” “A proposition that allows this restaurant to stay open,” my throat was dry and I knew the words were just a dolled-up threat. There was danger in his tone, “I propose that to make up for the burning of my food, the less than stellar service and the potential harm that could have been caused to me and your other patrons. In order for you to prevent me from contacting the health and safety officer of this county, I propose that you work for me.”

Jasmine bowed her head without saying a word. Mr. Merrick glanced at the filled trunk and remarked, “Is this a worldwide shopping day?” Thomas scratched his head. “My daughter just arrived, and I decided to take her shopping. It turns out, women’s needs are more than I anticipated.” Mr. Merrick’s gaze remained on Jasmine as he continued, “Bradley Sterling has landed at LaGuardia Airport and is on his way to the office. Go and handle the negotiation with him immediately.” “Thank you for your trust, Mr. Merrick.” Thomas was delighted but appeared hesitant when his eyes met Jasmine’s. “But… my daughter—”

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"