Shout Out Danger Force Novels & Stories

They were no longer just two people running from danger — they were a team, united and ready to face the shadow of betrayal together. No matter the cost.

he shuttered “You heard me” I simply said and blow out smoke, my eyes were glued to Alphanso eye which were now filled with fear as he tried to justify “Yo… you… Told me about her…” I could feel my anger building inside me as Alphanso kept lying, I simply gestured my men’s and they all pointed their loaded guns at Alphanso. Alphanso was a trained ex militant but he was no match to 6 armed young militant who are trained to simply kill.

Old Miriam sat in her chair and looked at everyone with sharp eyes. Dane stood in front. He looked strong and calm. Just him being there made people quiet. “Thank you for coming fast,” he said loud. “I have big news.” He stopped. Everyone leaned forward a little. Curious. “We maybe have danger from Viktor Ashford. He gets rogues for an army. We must be ready.” People started talking quiet. “To be stronger and safer, I made a choice.” The big door opened. George walked in. I stopped breathing.

Just then, some guards burst out of the building and I shout at him with implacable authority and a sense of fear and danger. "Drive!"

As a result, it looked as if Eugene had abandoned his friend and never called for help. "Eugene wasn't our enemy. He was our benefactor," Darla added. Nigel sat frozen. After a long moment, his inside seemed to twist in agony. He recalled the cruise ship, the churning sea, the locked door, and the raging flames. He should have been the one to drown. He should have been the one to burn. Nigel could bear it no more—blood gushed out of his mouth. "Nigel! What's wrong? Doctor! Doctor, come quick!"

Every sound—the whisper of the wind, the creak of the floor—was amplified in the silence, a reminder that danger was near. Ethan appeared at her window once more, a silent shadow of reassurance. “Every day, the noose tightens,” he said softly. “We cannot falter, not once. And yet…” His eyes met hers, fierce and unwavering. “When the time comes… we fight. Together.” Olivia nodded, heart hammering. She could feel the snare closing, the rising tension between survival, desire, and the danger surrounding them. Every glance, every fleeting touch, brought them closer to disaster.

His feet weren't even heating up on the gas yet when he forcefully stepped on it and made the car jet out of the parking lot. He drove like a madman. Everything he saw that night was red. The veins on his wrist were even warning him to burst with how he had been controlling himself. ‘I'll do a killing spree next time you dance in public like that—’ "Pull oveh." "Shut up." "Pull oveh Sheven Eleven!" He kicked the brakes without warning and heard a loud thud on the dashboard. His frustration was written all over his handsome face when he looked at the woman.