When Love Turns Dangerous Novels & Stories

"The vampire's eyes, which were flinting with anger and menance, softened and brimmed with care and sheer pity when they looked at you lying on the bed. I think he has fallen for you, and that is really a great opportunity for you. You can redeem yourself with this love trap he fell into. Think about it. Imagine helping the alpha get hold of that vampire. Your life will change forever, everyone will finally believe you aren't an enemy; and your suffering will end for real. He concluded, and I hissed loudly, lying back on the bed and facing the wall. "When you're done staying, use the door." I snorted. "I don't want to believe you are also in his love trap. Don't be a victim like your mother.

She could still remember the way her body responded to his touch which didn't happen in these years she dated Keith. She never felt this way while she dated Keith. Dating Keith was too boring but she wasn't complaining because she hardly had him her time, the excitement in their relationship was all Keith's doing. She can't really blame him for cheating on her,she wasn't giving him attention so he sought in her step sister. But Luca was a different case altogether,he screamed danger whenever she saw him,his composure and with his possessiveness gave her the idea that he was a dangerous man,but she loved the dangers,she loved the thrill of him trying to tame her for himself..

“Yeah, well, your love could get me in some major shit if I keep digging. And speaking of shit, how’s it going over there?” “It’s been…interesting. Never a dull moment, you know?” A pause. “Everyone okay?” “We’re good. Anxious to get hunting though.” “I’ll bet. Good luck. Sorry I couldn’t get anything else, but like I said, digging any deeper would cause all kinds of grief for me.” “Understood. I appreciate you taking the risk for us.” Though they both knew why she’d done it, and it wasn’t for him. She’d done it for Gage, break up or not,

you ask yourself she peeks from behind the wall and sees two big men wearing black holding a man in their arms. The guy cover in blood and his nose gets broke She sees a guy walk towards him and hold the guy by his shirt "I tell you many times That when someone breaks my trust there is no way back," Nicholes says "Please have mercy on me, Mr. Romano," the man says "You know I have family" "I need to take care of my two small kids Please don't kill me Mr. Ramono" "You have to think about it before you get to mess with me," Nicholes says and takes his gun out from behind his back and shoots the guy in his chest 3 times

she meant to peck him but as soon as their lips met,ben turned their position as he was now stranding her and kissed her passionately. The two continued to kiss while ben's hands were moving all over her body.the kiss lasted for a while as neither of the two was willing to stop. "You are bad". said emma as she slaps his shoulder playfully. "But you love me".counted ben in a shameless tone. "Which makes me wonder why?".retored emma. "You always have something to say". said ben."oh.i almost forgot". "What is it?". said emma. "You would be surprised as to who I met today". said ben.

But even knowing all that, I still found myself reaching for Helios in the dark. And he always reached back. We never spoke about what we were, not in the light of day. Not around Isabella, or any of the Moretti soldiers. Even when our eyes lingered too long across crowded rooms, or when our hands brushed for a second too long—those moments had to die unspoken. Because love, in this life, was dangerous. But that didn’t stop us. It was late when I found him that night. The city beyond the cracked window was quiet, too quiet. The kind of silence that came before violence. The Moretti safehouse was hidden behind a nondescript warehouse, the interior dim and cold. The overhead light buzzed low,

“And if I don’t sign either?” He chuckled. “Then you walk into obscurity. Strip clubs. Cheap lovers. And in a few years, you’ll beg someone to dominate you because no one will ever come close to how Damian ruined you.” Her body clenched. He knew. He knew the way Damian touched her. Because they’d been watching. Filming. Evaluating. “This was never love,” Lydia whispered, her throat tightening. “It was an audition.” “No,” he said, coolly. “But it could become love. The most dangerous kind—the kind forged in power.”

From betrayal and survival. From a lie that started everything. And maybe, just maybe… was becoming truth. Even if it tore him apart. Even if it was dangerous. Because loving Dominic was dangerous. But not loving him? Might be worse. ---

That people can be saved from what they don’t even understand. But I don’t need saving. Not anymore. Let her look at me with those wide, pitying eyes. Let her reach for me like a sister. I’ll hold her hand while I ruin her. Because I loved her once. And that kind of love never disappears. It rots. It warps. It festers in the dark. And I’ve been in the dark a long time. Long enough to learn that you don’t have to scream to be dangerous. You just have to wait.

A man so dangerous that he looks like he wants to kill Logan, and not only Logan, but also his newfound love and family. I realise that not only Marco is dangerous. Logan is also dangerous. If both of them are part of organised crime, they are dangerous men. Men you do not play with. Men, you keep away from you. Yet, dangerous men always pull women in. Why do women love to play with fire and think they can tame a bad boy?