Insecurity Quotes Novels & Stories

He calmly spoke as he took a sip of his coffee while he stared down at his tablet. “ The pictures are causing a buzz all over the city right now and I'm afraid she won't be able to go out without security personnel.” Gab looked worried about the fact that the ladies are not happy with me. “ Hello? I'm right here, Remember?” I rolled my eyes at them. Did they think I'm invincible or what? “ But ma'am, it's not safe outside.” She said with a concerned expression and I scoffed. “ I don't need security personnel, I can handle myself. They should be more scared of what I can do to them than what they can do to me.” I didn't need a security personnel to take a bunch of spoiled brats who have nothi

"I understand, Mike. We've always been driven by ambition, but we must also consider the potential consequences. Our actions have far-reaching effects, not only on our own lives but the lives of those we love." Mike nods, acknowledging the gravity of my words. We've witnessed the dangers and losses that come with our lifestyle, and it's essential to take a step back and reevaluate our priorities. I take a deep breath, my thoughts shifting towards a different path that could provide security and a semblance of normalcy. "I've been thinking, Mike," I continue, my voice laced with determination. "We need to find a way to secure our future without jeopardising the safety of our loved ones. I've

"We shouldn't be given special privileges just because we're rich and famous. I'll call Jessica to bring me my identity." The young security only heard the last sentence, so he sneered. "You should move out of the way so we can attend to more important customers." His tone didn't sit well with Queenie who refrained from dialing Jessica's number and looked up at him. "As a security man, you sure have a lot of ego." "A security man at Sparks Is better than a person who claims to be influential." He had retorted with so much pride that Mishael couldn't help being disgusted.

My great enemy, insecurity, was reminding me that I would never be enough for anyone. -You're beautiful. I don't know how you don't have a boyfriend- G's reflection aloud made me lookup. What?- I don't know who has put all the nonsense that you're not in your head, but I promise you, you're beautiful- He pressed my nose, smiling at me.

Mandy Zimmer and the others were scared stiff. They knew of the consequences if they mess with these thugs, even if they were rich. “Alright ladies, stop struggling. What’s that quote of something about enjoying things?” The thug in front had sparked his inquisitiveness. “If you can’t reject it, learn to enjoy it.” Another thug replied. “Right right right, that’s the one…” The thug in front bellowed with laughter. “Alright ladies, let’s get started, shall we?”

But Ian exploited fears I didn't know I had. _*]:min-w-0"> "Then you need to work on those fears. Therapy, meditation, whatever it takes to get to a place where your insecurities don't make you violent." I took a breath. "Because I love you, Otto. I really do. But I can't be in a relationship where I'm constantly afraid you'll believe the next person who tells you I'm cheating." _*]:min-w-0"> "So what are you saying?" _*]:min-w-0">

A quote came unbidden to my mind. ‘You don’t know the violence it took for me to achieve this peace,’ the quote went. He hadn’t said he was harmless. Peaceful people could still decide to kill innocent celebrities who just wanted to temporarily live cozily in Turin. “I’m not scared, and I’ve answered your questions,” I said, not taking my eyes off him. I had trained and practiced for years, and I still fought off-grid on some interesting weekends; if he moved to kill me, I would be alert enough to at least try to defend myself.

"Then we deal with it. But Nora, you can't live in fear of what might happen. You tried that. After Tyler. It nearly destroyed you. You can't go back to that." "So what? I just, I just keep going? Keep speaking? Keep making enemies? Keep putting targets on our backs?" "You keep living. You keep doing work that matters. And you trust that we have resources. Security. The FBI. People protecting us. You trust that we're not doing this alone." "But what if it's not enough?" "What if it is? What if we're worrying about nothing? What if this is just another angry troll who'll never do anything beyond sending emails?"

My phone chimes again, I mistake it for another debit alert, and make the mistake of looking at it. ‘Don’t think that you’re safe wherever you are’ ‘Omegas like you never know who they’re dealing with until they mess up’ ‘Save yourself the pain and crawl back to him, who knows if he’ll make it quick?’

But insecurity does one of two things: It matures. Or it mutates. And one of them— Is about to make a move she never expected. ---