Shout Out Danger Force Novels & Stories

My question hangs in the air when the guy reappears with two glasses containing clear content. "Force it down their throats without willing a single drop" I skeptically watch the guys hold us down and I frantically shake my head. No. It shouldn't be what I am thinking, please God. "No. Julio...." I quickly shut my mouth when the glass is brought to my lips. The strong men roughly hold me in place and forcefully open my mouth.

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.

I kept hitting him insanely until Daniel back was slammed hard against mirror wall ‘CRACK..... CRACK... Clankxxxx........... CRACK......’ entire wall mirror got shattered into sharp piercing piece Daniel entire face by now had turned into deeper shade or purple and blue, thin streams of blood was oozing out from his forehead , hands and neck... however my anger was not calmed, I was here with intent to kill this motherfucker.... As Daniel struggled to stand up on his feet’s I mercilessly pulled him up by his collars and roughly pushed him down in front of my stepmother, by witnessing the fearful look in her eyes I could tell she herself was scared to death....

She was right, a wounded tigress was much more dangerous. He could also sence the danger as there was nothing but darkness in her eyes. The deadly aura sent chills down his spine. He was trying his best to hide his nervousness but she could see in clearly in his eyes. "Meera, don't be stupid. Drop the gun." Noah shouted at her. He didn't want her to kill anyone who mattered to her.

"Mr. Heath, Mrs. Heath is right. I should be the one cleaning the room." She then slowly crouched down. But before she could fully squat, she let out a dramatic yelp. "What's wrong?" Nigel asked. She shot him a coquettish glare. "It hurts. You were too rough with me in bed just now." After saying that, she looked at me tauntingly. I felt a sharp pain tug at my heart. "Keep cleaning," I said coldly. Ruthie crouched down to pick up the glass shards with her hand. But the moment she touched a piece, she deliberately cut her finger to make it bleed.

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.

She looked around, hoping to find a way out of the dark and scary place, but all she saw were closed shops and empty buildings. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around to see a man running towards her. He was big, with tattoos on his arms and a wild look in his eyes. She tried to run, but he caught up with her and grabbed her from behind. She struggled and kicked, but he was too strong. He dragged her into a nearby alleyway, and she screamed for help. Just as she thought it was the end, a man's voice echoed through the alleyway. "Hey, leave her alone!"

Those who couldn't escape in time got snagged by my guys before they could even shift. Among the fleeing shifters, I spotted someone familiar. Leo growled, reminding me of danger. "I'm gonna kill him! Give me ten seconds!" the person roared. Then, weird mechanical critters showed up, all rigged with bombs, and they'd explode if they touched anything. The booming sound kept ringing out. Rolf shouted, "It's dangerous out here! Let's go!" I retreated together with the shifters of my pack, leaving the front lines to the mercenary professionals.

"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.