Safe Haven Novels & Stories

The only thing that keeps me from rolling my eyes at him is the certain knowledge that even that minor movement would send further stabbings of pain jabbing through my skull. “Whatever you say, Nanny McFuck. Answer the question, where are we?” “I have a few ‘safe rooms’ set aside around L.A. in case of an emergency. All rented under fake names, so we should be safe, for a while at least.” “What happened at H.Q.?”

MAXINE We arrived at Shane's safe house, a sleek, high-tech haven. Exhaustion, fear, terror and some other feelings I couldn't figure out claimed me. As I step into the safe house, I'm immediately enveloped in a sense of security and tranquility. The exterior of the building is nondescript, but once inside, I'm surrounded by cutting-edge technology and innovative design. The first thing I notice is the advanced biometric scanner that verifies his identity and grants us access to the facility. The scanner uses a combination of facial recognition, fingerprint analysis, and retinal scanning to ensure that only authorized personnel can enter.

The SUV hesitated, giving them just enough time to put distance between themselves and their pursuers. --- A Temporary Sanctuary An hour later, they arrived at another safe house—a small, run-down cottage on the outskirts of a rural village. It was far from ideal, but it was secure and, most importantly, off the grid. As they settled in, Alex and Camilla inspected the property, checking for potential vulnerabilities. Maya sat on the worn couch, her hands resting on her baby bump as she tried to steady her breathing. “This isn’t sustainable,” she said quietly to Reese, who had joined them at the safe house after a separate mission. “We can’t keep running like this.”

The night was eerily silent as Dino and Tomiwa sat inside the dimly lit command room of their new safe house, a location known only to them. The move had been necessary—Sanchez’s men had been circling too close, and the last thing they needed was another ambush. Tomiwa, despite his injuries, insisted on being in charge of every detail of the relocation. The safe house was a sprawling estate hidden deep in the countryside, a place that had once been a private retreat for a reclusive businessman. Now, it was reinforced with state-of-the-art security, high walls, and a perimeter surveillance system that only Tomiwa had access to.

ETHAN “I know.” I say softly. “But this is the best way to keep you safe. And we'll keep you informed about everything that's happening. You won't be out of the loop.” Hazel looks down, clearly struggling with the decision. “Where would I go?” “We have a safe house in the mountains.” Arnold explains. “It's secluded and well guarded. You'll be safe there.” Hazel nods slowly, still looking uncertain. “I trust you both. If you think this is best, I'll go.”

I wasn’t beginning to lose hope; I had lost it long ago. Eyes shut, I let the frustration burn its way through me until I couldn’t feel it any longer. “Still. I kept a promise to a dear friend, and I’m a man of my word. There is a safe house at the edge of the Demilitarized Zone. It is one of the few places reserved for human society—or, at least those wealthy enough to purchase their peace and safety there. That will likely be the safest place for you.” “Where will you go after that?” asked Valerie.

I guess our kiss gets a little too steamy, because Grandpa clears his throat, and we stop, deciding to fall asleep. The plane touches down and we all start moving. “Ryan says Safehaven is in full swing, the motion sensors have not been tripped. Patrol has nothing and Lesley gave birth to a daughter,” Raymond gives us the run down. “Everyone is gathering in the downstairs office, Lesley will go to the safe room once layer one is breached, but she wants to stay with Justin as long as she can.” I nod in understanding, and we make our way to the packhouse. Erwin and Cal head to the saferooms, the rest of us head to the office.

he said, turning off the engine. Marina looked around, taking in the peaceful surroundings. "Where is this place?" Aiden smiled. "It's a safe house. You'll be safe here until we figure out what's going on with Jayden and Claw." Marina nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She knew she was in good hands with Aiden, and that he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. As they got out of the car, Marina noticed that the cabin was surrounded by dense woods, and the only sound was the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind. It was a serene and peaceful place, far removed from the chaos and danger that had been lurking in her life.

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“We’ve got a safehouse in Scotland. Quiet. Off-grid.” “For how long?” Alessia asked. “Until we figure out who’s next.” Silence filled the van. Matteo fell asleep again. Rafael turned the music on low. I leaned back. My vision dimmed a little. Alessia watched me. “You need to rest,” she said. “I will.” “Lucien.” “I said I will.” I didn’t. The safehouse was a stone fortress in the hills. No neighbors. No roads. Just fog and trees. We settled in quick. Rafael took the top floor. Matteo took a guest room. Alessia stayed close to her brother.