The Risk Novels & Stories

“⁠The long‍er we wait, the higher th‌e risk⁠. I’m not leaving th⁠is to chance any longer.” River’s jaw tig‍htened, and his hands clenched into fists‌ at his sides. “D‍o you even realize wha⁠t‍ you’re risking? That l‌and those legends people go‍ there, few‌ return. And you plan to walk⁠ into it with… your mate?”

I stopped and turned around. “You’re supposed to ask us what we know and so on.” She rolled her hand to suggest the so on part. “Aren’t you curious?” “It doesn’t matter where the spike is. We aren’t going to get involved.” “But there’s no risk!” “No risk,” echoed Maurice. “There’s no such thing as no risk. There’s always a risk. If you can’t think of any, that means it’s surprise risk, the riskiest risk of all.” “Ugh, I don’t even know what that means,” said Claire, rolling her eyes. “At least hear us out. Even if you don’t like it, knowledge is power, right? We have information.”

He says to him. The guy drives off, slowly this time. I once again, look and cross the road for a second time. I see James, still trailing behind me. "Are you following me?" I ask him. "Just making sure you get across the road and back safely." He says, closing the gap that was between us. "I can handle it from here. The near death experience was enough for me for today." I tell him as I head to the kiosk. "I'd rather not risk it. Besides, I'm doing this for me. Not for you." He says, as he stands next to me in line.

Kiara had a soft copy inside her phone, and she showed it to her. Prof. Annabelle went through it carefully. Twenty minutes later, just as the car pulled over in front of the apartment building, she gave the phone back to her and said, “The terms inside the proposal are fair and favorable to both parties. But reviving a fallen enterprise has a lot of risks. Maybe the risks shouldn’t be taken by the investors alone, Dear.” The risks. Did the Professor mean that she had to take a risk as well? Kiara spent the entire night thinking about Prof. Annabelle’s statement. She couldn’t catch a wink of sleep and couldn’t help but go over t

"The tingling, the instincts sharpening, the way your wolf has been closer to the surface, all of that is the current increasing. It's not a problem in itself. But uncontrolled, it becomes one." "What does that mean exactly?" I asked. My voice came out even. Controlled. "It means that if you lost control significantly, the force of it could be dangerous. To you, and to her." He held my gaze. "I want to be honest with you because I think you can handle honesty better than soft versions of things." "You're right," I nodded. "Keep going." "The risk is real but it's not inevitable. It's also not coming from the powers themselves, it's coming from not having tools

They could easily follow Dana’s line of thought. Ben’s eyes dimmed after a minute. ‘This would mean that he had to keep his promise and Dana would be in danger.’ “I can but as a doctor I can’t ignore the risks” Ian spoke in a deflated voice. He had just boasted of his skills as a surgeon. “Doctor, as with any case, reasonable risk is what we can’t avoid. All the other factors we can counter. For instance, your main concern must be blood contamination and its risks to the subject, Am I correct?” Dana asked without a doubt.

he said, and I shook my head. “I can’t ask your friends to get involved! My dad’s already got Marissa in his sights, that’s bad enough. I mean she’s joked that she knows the risks of being my friend but still. This is real and it’s her life on the line too,” I said, pulling away from him. “You don’t know my friends. What I’ve done for them. They owe me,” he said, grabbing my hand. I kicked some dirt. I was certainly in the right place to disappear, probably tons of things around here that would love to eat a wolf.

I noticed immediately. That alone gave me my answer. "Maybe not." I laughed softly. "There it is." "Vincenzo—" "You're a doctor." I set the glass down. "You shouldn't lie." His shoulders lowered slightly. "Genetics aren't always predictable." "Answer the question." The silence stretched. Finally— "There is a risk." "A significant risk?" "Yes." I nodded once. That was enough. The conversation was over. I stood. The doctor frowned. "Sit down."