Loyalty Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Chloe was stuck on a crossword puzzle. She had six words left and couldn't think of a single answer for any of them. Brownstone walked over to her desk, and Liam was shuffling behind her, looking a bit pale. Chloe looked at him, then dismissed him with a roll of her eyes and looked back at the paper. She asked Brownstone when she got closer, "What's a ten letter word for trustworthy."

He picked up the branding iron and placed it in the burning fire “Bound by loyalty, bound by blood and bound by oath. I renounce my title and bestow the power I inherited from our predecessors on a new legacy.” He flipped open the book of oaths.” I renounce my oath to Lead and serve Zenturio as head and swear my loyalty as Lord.” He picked up the branding iron and walked over to me ,the book still in his hands. I took a deep breath , preparing myself for the burning pain. “ With our symbol carved into the hearts ,We serve in Loyalty and in ashes.” The crowd echoed.” We serve in Loyalty and in Ashes.” And he pressed the hot iron in my skin ,right into my heart,craving the symbol of a rose on

for their little rendezvous. After the man left, Clarence returned to the table and continued his breakfast as if nothing had happened. I stirred the blood in my goblet. “Clarence, I want to ask you something.” “What is it?” I looked up at him. “How important do you think loyalty is between mates?” Clarence froze for a split second before raising his goblet. “Of course, it’s important. Loyalty is the foundation of everything.” “Is it?” I asked, playing the part of a naive wife. “So, you would never betray me?”

I’m speechless by this. This whole thing… nothing makes sense. Gabriel’s actions in the last few months, his tests of my loyalty, and now his hatred for Sarah. Has he always been like this? How did I miss this? He must have taken my silence as agreement because he continues. “She has to join the pack. You must mark her as soon as possible so she can pledge her loyalty to me."

What's the point of his pointed glares and these questions? "I'm not celebrating anything until I know what I'm signing." How expected. I nearly roll my eyes. "I wouldn't expect anything less," I say. "What does loyalty mean to you, Damian? I don't want a philosophical answer." "Loyalty means my people are taken care of. It means when someone works for me, they know I will protect what we've built together. And it means I don't waste my energy on people who don't appreciate what I offer. I've learned that lesson, and I don't intend to learn it again."

“I haven’t decided which of them I’d mourn.” He laughed once, low and broken, then stopped. The sound died between us, leaving only that shared recognition: that we had already lost too much to call this safety. I reached for the locket at my throat. His eyes followed the motion, sharp, wary. “It’s my mother’s,” I said. “Inside is everything that can ruin your war.” He stepped closer until the edge of his coat brushed my sleeve. “You trust me with it?” “I don’t trust anyone,” I said. “But you’re the one who keeps showing up when I need a liar.”

She immediately plastered on a smile and replied, "Yes, Mr. Fletcher! At our company, we usually eat casual food together, just like one big family. The atmosphere is super relaxed." Rosalie was even more clueless about reading the room. She started digging into the food herself while running her mouth without a filter. "You have no idea, Mr. Fletcher! Our company can barely afford to pay base salaries anymore. Ms. Gardner said we needed to cut costs, so I carefully selected these dishes. I read online that big shots like you who are used to fancy food actually prefer 'comfort food'.., If you like what we ordered, maybe you could give us another shot, pretty please!"

“She’s been with me for years. Kind of like my second mother.” Chloe tilted her head slightly, curiosity flickering across her face. “She must care about you a lot.” Leo nodded, though she couldn’t see it. “She does. She’s the one who taught me what loyalty really means.” Chloe paused, her fork hovering over her plate. “You talk about loyalty like it’s the most important thing.” “To me, it is,” Leo said simply. “In my world, loyalty isn’t just a virtue. It’s survival.” His words hung in the air, carrying a weight that Chloe couldn’t ignore. She felt the familiar pang of questions rising within her—the same ones that had plagued her since last night.

“I’ve always been loyal.” “Loyal?” I repeated, my voice dangerously calm. “Do you know what loyalty means, Lorenzo? It means knowing where your place is, it means not making deals behind my back. It means not trying to undermine my authority, when you know I’m dealing with more important sh*t. Loyalty is knowing that you don’t act on your own unless I give you the go-ahead.” Lorenzo stepped back, finally meeting my eyes. “I didn’t think you were going to hear about it, I thought I was doing the right thing, I'm sorry.”