Night Core Safe And Sound Novels & Stories

If he thought too hard about his Mastercard bill, that burger he ate would probably come right back up. He turned on the local top forty station and David Lee Roth blasted out of the speakers, singing “Just a Gigolo.” Riley didn’t really care what music was on as long as there was noise. Noise helped him think, which was reason number 108 why he could never live in a quiet little town like Smiths Hollow. Of course, Smiths Hollow wasn’t quite as quiet as advertised. During their conversation the previous night Nowak had casually mentioned that two murdered girls had been found in the yard of some old biddy.

Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive. Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do? This isn’t a love story. It’s a death story. Find out more here Check out the Trailer Breach Book 1 His body was sin, his cock was sin, and I was a sinner. To keep myself safe I hide in the world and let life move around me. My new partner, Nathan, isn’t safe. Far from it. The darkness coils around him, hidden by a shield created by a blinding smile. But those who live in shadows see past the façade we create.

Rafe stepped out and returned minutes later with snacks, drinks, antiseptic spray, and fresh bandages. “Hold still,” Rafe instructed gently. He cleaned Derek’s wound with the antiseptic, wrapped him carefully, then tended to the small cut on his own foot. Once done, they ate in silence, gathering strength before continuing the long drive. **Safehouse Cobalt** They arrived Safehouse Cobalt; an isolated fortress disguised as a rustic cabin. High, stone walls surrounded it; security cameras were hidden beneath carved wooden beams; and the reinforced front door looked ordinary, yet could withstand an explosion.

Ashley stayed in the doorway long after the sound faded. Her skin still tingled where Cole touched her. —WEST-GRID SAFEHOUSE, CARTEL TERRITORY— The safehouse sat behind a scrapyard full of crushed cars—perfect cover. Cole killed his engine a block away. Jax did the same. They moved like shadows—silent, lethal, familiar with each other’s rhythms. Jax whispered, “Two guys on the north side. You or me?” “You are too loud,” Cole whispered back. “Rude. But accurate.”

I said, and cut short, clean words with the tip of my dagger, deep enough to find in dim light, short enough you could understand them half-asleep: SAFEHOUSE HOLDS IF WE RESET. DOOR FAILS NEXT NIGHT. RESET BEFORE 18:00. I signed it with a mark we’d agreed meant we believe you. No names. No flourish. Just a line we could recognize with our knuckles. Thalia leaned her hip into the table and blew a strand of hair out of her face. “That’s it, then,” she said. “We have what we can. We’ve told ourselves what we know. We don’t wait for sunset.”

The safehouse glowed dimly in the early dawn hours. After hours of strategizing with Jack and Melissa, Dominic walked Amara upstairs. The house was quiet, protected, wrapped in an unnatural stillness that felt both comforting and suffocating. At Elara’s bedroom doorway, Amara paused. Her daughter was curled beneath the blankets, clutching the new moon-shaped nightlight Dominic brought her. The soft glow illuminated her peaceful face. Amara pressed a hand to the doorframe, tears threatening again. “She looks so safe.”

_____Authors note_____ So I think it's safe to say the move went well, lol And Erin and Jake! fuck, they are so hot together!! So it is the swift security night out, but what's in store? Is Erin safe? And where's Keller? Is he really locked up? I would love to hear your thoughts. Love always

"You gave your word." I met his glance and said, "I will be cautious.” He maintained eye contact for a beat longer before finally nodding. We proceeded through the darkness. The security team fanned out around us. The first guard never anticipated our approach. A silenced shot disrupted the stillness. He fell. Another guard turned toward the noise. Mikhail neutralized him before he could alert anyone. Then chaos erupted. More guards surged from the entrance. Gunfire fractured the calm night. The security team retaliated. Men fell around the entrance. The bright security lights exposed the turmoil. I moved with the team. Controlled. Focused. My heart raced wildly in my chest, yet my hands rem

“Sometimes it’s how you move, sometimes it’s your scent and sometimes… it’s your silence.” “I don’t give him anything.” “That’s what makes you so loud.” “Word is,” Jaylen added, “he’s picking again tonight.” Rico didn’t react. But his stomach tightened. That Night – 12:07 A.M. The intercom remained silent. Rico lay on his bunk, pretending to sleep, his heart pounding. The red dot on the camera across the room glowed. “Don’t call me.” He whispered to himself Then louder, just enough for the shadows to hear: “I dare you.”

Security helps ward off the crowd as I place a protective around her waist The action causes a small uproar and more reporters try to break through the security. A security pulls out a gun and points it in the air. My hands fly to Stephanie’s ears to protect it from the blast. Two gunshots ring through the air causing utter silence for a few seconds before a scream is heard. It came from Stephanie. “For Chrissakes!” I cuss. “Come on, let’s go” I lead her through the crowd as fast as I can. Successfully entering the place were the event was taking place.