To Risk It All Novels & Stories

"I've thought about all of this, but we can't let Sérgio take all of our responsibility. Risk, by definition, involves exposure to danger. I can't miss this good opportunity simply because of the risk. Besides, it applies to both sides. I can take advantage of this chance to get closer to the Veronezzi family, to understand them.

“To do something like that, you have to trust me… Do you trust me Athlea?” Athlea shut her eyes closed. He has no idea what to do. Should she trust him? Does she even have any other choice? She wants to escape doesn’t she? She has nothing to lose. She is pretty much a dead lady walking with practically no life. “I don’t know Alvarez…” she said underneath her breath. “I have nothing to lose, but you have a lot to lose. You can’t risk everything for me.” “That is where you are wrong, Athlea. I will risk everything for you. You are worth it. You don’t deserve to be treated like shit…”

I'm sure Ryan's brother has more than enough to cover the debt I owe Dirk. "No problem, Miss Annie. You take care of yourself now." "I will." I manage a weak smile. Dirk climbs back in his truck and is almost ready to head out when I remember something crucial. "Dirk!" He rolls down a window. "Yeah?" "Please don't tell anyone about this. I can't really explain, but you can't tell anyone about me. I'd be in danger if you did." He frowns. "What kind of danger?" "I can't really talk about it."

“We need to know what we’re up against. Maya’s ready, and we’re wasting time. I didn’t want to wait until next year to try this. She’s as strong as she’s going to get.” Zion looked toward Maya. She couldn’t hear them as she had headphones in her ears. “What’s the risk?” “It’s a high risk. This has never been done before.” “I fucking hate this,” Zion said. “She’s your mate?” “Yes.” “Are you willing to risk everything to help her?”

He sets his glass down deliberately, folding his hands on the pristine white tablecloth as he leans in once more, voice dropped to a husky murmur. “Chances can be exhilarating...but also risky. One must tread carefully lest they burn bridges or strain relationships beyond repair. Especially when it comes to matters of the heart. Or so I've learned in my years.” meets Damon's intense gaze unflinchingly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. “Oh, I'm well acquainted with risk, Damon. After all, fortune favors the bold, doesn't she?” unconsciously licks his lower lip, drawing Damon's gaze briefly. “Besides, the greatest regrets in life often stem from the chances not taken. Imagine

"I don't know." "Cinn, listen to me. It's you who taught me the fundamental rule about risks. It's either you take it or you regret your entire life thinking about how it could have been different if you took a step forward. Now, being the leader of this kick-ass dialogue,you can't step back! You worked so hard to come up to this position and sacrificed so much. All of it would go to waste if you refuse to try it right now." I roll my eyes and exhale. "Fine, I'll do it." ***************

"If this is the way I can help, then I'm going to do it. No matter the risk." No matter the risk. Let's just hope there wasn't one.

No controlled distance. No perfectly calculated move to keep everything intact. Whatever came next would demand more than skill. It would demand risk. Real risk. The kind that didn’t just threaten their positions— but everything they had built, everything they were becoming… And everything they were trying not to feel. Because this time— Surviving wouldn’t be enough. And for the first time since stepping into his world, Aria understood something with absolute clarity— Winning… Might cost her more than she was ready to lose.

"Father was furious with you. Said you should have thrown a life preserver instead of risking yourself." Xavier nodded. "And do you remember what I told him?" I did. The words had stayed with me all these years, though we'd never spoken of it again. "You said, 'Some things are worth the risk.'" "Exactly." Xavier stood, straightening his suit jacket with a practiced gesture. "Rena is worth the risk, Armani. She's worth fighting for, even if you might fail. Even if she might reject you. Because the alternative—not trying at all—is unthinkable."

“Does your ex boyfriend know you're out here sending suggestive pictures to your boss at 11pm on a weekend?” “What? No! I…” "And yet," he took a slow step closer, forcing her back against the wall, " You did, moments after I detained you for hours. It looks rather intentional, Scarlett." His use of her full name sent a shudder through her. “I’m telling the truth,” she whispered. “And I am telling you,” he countered, “I don’t believe you.” Her nails bit into her palms. “Why would I send you something like that? Why would I risk my job?”