Playing Dangerous Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

“This one’s not just about desire. It’s about power… and what people let happen when they’re caught inside it.” He went quiet for a moment, eyes still fixed on the page. “And that’s a dangerous game.” Adam closed the book halfway again, but this time there was no hesitation in him, just focus. “Whoever wrote this…” he murmured, “they’ve seen some real shit.” A faint, serious look settled on his face now. “Or lived it.” He picked the book back up properly. “Alright…” he said, more to himself than anything else. “Let’s see how deep this goes.”

"Besides, this way is more useful. He seduces you. He falls for you and then when the truth comes out, he's too devastated to function. Too destroyed to be credible. Problem solved." “Okay, whatever it is you want it'll be done.” “Good.” And he hung up. Diego Vaughn was going to get hurt badly and I was going to be the one who did it because that was the plan. My phone was still in my hand. I opened a new message and started typing before I could stop myself but instead of texting Diego, I did something else. Arranged deliveries. First: The art book. Limited edition. Diego had mentioned it once in an interview I'd read. He said it was his dream to own it.

In an instant, the light shriek and strkle all back and forth to a collapse fragment! A/N: Book 1 of Dangerous Affection is finish! Thanks to the God; to my subscribers; and to all my followers. Especially those who adds the story to their library. My warmest thanks!

♕𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆♕ 𓆙mature content𓆙 𓆙contains abusive stuffs𓆙 𓆙murder𓆙 𓆙non-consensual / dubious consent sexual activities𓆙 Iғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ. Iᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛ� � ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ. Don't copy my work. This is based on my imagination.

The only thing which was saving me from touching his body was my poor teddy which was squeezing between us. He moved his face near my ear and his lips were touching my ear passing tingling to my skin. He took a deep breath like trying to put water on his burning anger and then he let out a heavy breath. His hot breath fanned on my cold skin making my heart beat wildly. Then he said in his calm, dangerous voice "You are playing a very dangerous game with fire my ugly duckling, don't blame me when I burn everything with this fire and only ashes will be left in your hands to look at" making an unwanted shiver pass to my spine.

It struck the Golden Book sitting right there on the bench. “June, watch out!” Dante yelled. He lunged for the book, but the second his fingers grazed the wood, a flash of purple sparked and threw him backward onto the grass. His red zobo sprayed everywhere, straight out of a horror movie. The Golden Book didn’t stay put. It floated up, spinning its wooden pages faster and faster. Wind whipped around the bench, tugging at everything nearby. “The list!” June scrambled up, ignoring the heat that pressed against her skin. She reached for the book. “The names are disappearing!”

And if you go to Yami's, be ready to dodge some bullets, I kinda got into big trouble here. This book contains information about every skill I mastered, from basic combat to havoc wrecking moves, to ones that you wouldn't dare try. But anyway learn and use them well, and be sure to unleash chaos, this is my apology for not being here for you. I really have much to say but there is no t..." This letter was written on the first pages of the book that Dave had given shiro. Everything was easy for shiro to understand except for the picture "why is it hand-drawn?" he asked himself

The bunker trembled as Elias unleashed a burst of golden energy— a shockwave so violent it shattered every glass panel and threw sparks across the ceiling. Lena screamed as Alexander pushed her behind one of the overturned tables. BOOM! The metal floor rippled like water under Elias’s feet. His entire body glowed brighter, veins pulsing like molten rivers under his skin. His fingers curled, twitching, sparking— He wasn’t Elias anymore. Not fully. Alexander peeked over the table just in time to see Elias’s head jerk violently, his jaw clenching as if two forces were fighting inside him.

I'm not hungry either so I don't go to the cafeteria on a trip. I go to the table often. I put down the book and put the chocolate on the side. My bag is full so I can't get in it. I sighed and opened my book. Just that, I was distracted by a bit of noise. I looked up and saw a group of college students. I quickly spotted Rustov on the group. Kiara was on her side, smiling while talking to him. My forehead creased. Why are they here? The high school library is different from the college. Maybe it's noisy there so they're here to talk properly.

Damian, forever the social butterfly. "Want me to open the gym for you, I think the other warlock boys are already in there." Damian's smile seems to falter as those words leave Tanks lips. Though I couldn't care less about the, being here, I don't think they are dumb enough to mess with me after what they saw at the pub.