Safe People Novels & Stories

I admit to him. “I will be there beside you all night. You have nothing to worry about. If you want to leave, then just tell me. We can even have a safe word if you’d like and I will make an excuse up for us to leave.” Samuel tells me and I giggle and say, “A safe word.” “Yes, a safe word like the word “red”. Just say the word “red” alone and I will know that you are ready to leave.” Samuel explains and I must agree that the sound of having a safe word makes me feel a little better.

Max worked with security, reviewing transportation routes, communication protocols, emergency procedures. All too soon, they stood in the compound's garage, two unmarked SUVs waiting with engines running. Josh loaded the last of the suitcases while Sara checked the children's security bands – special devices that would track their location and vital signs at all times. "I don't want to go," Leo said for the twentieth time, his lower lip jutting stubbornly. "I know, buddy," Max knelt, pulling Leo into a fierce hug. "But sometimes being brave means doing hard things to keep people safe."

Chapter 198 Max The most scariest part about having two check if everyone safe; is knowing that after doing a security check that, everyone will be safe and that the threat was just minor. Sometimes wishful thinking helps ,but in this case since we are dealing with Dexter wishful thinking doesn't work at all.

I am safe. I'm not in San Francisco. I'm no longer there. I am safe. I am safe. I am safe. I have Sassy and Lucian right here. I'm not alone. I am safe. I am safe. Lucian wouldn't hurt me. Lucian wouldn't let me get hurt. I am safe.

“The only thing that ever made sense. Everything I am, everything I have, everything I will ever be — it is all yours. Always.” We walked on slowly, watching Luca play, watching the sun dip lower toward the horizon. “Will it always be this quiet?” I asked quietly. “Will we ever truly be safe?” Seraphina looked out over the land, toward the dark line of the woods, toward the tunnels far below, toward the wide world stretching out beyond our borders. “Safe does not mean nothing ever happens,” she said thoughtfully. “It means we know how to face what happens. It means we have each other. It means we have truth and love and trust. And as long as we keep those things… nothing can truly defeat us.

“So, I assumed you were either kidnapped, dead, or screwing a new guy since you’re so lonely.” I almost choked on my breath. “What? God. No, Avy.” “Relax, I’m joking. But seriously, you need to work on your security system. Your door was unlocked. Are you planning on starting a charity giveaway? Because anyone could walk in and steal your TV or those luxurious silk designs you just bought.” I laugh, shutting the door and dropping my purse on the counter. “Girl, what are you even doing here? You know I’m married, right?”

It’s the terrifying certainty settling in my chest that he is patiently waiting for me to say his name. ********************************************************** The safe house is cold. Built with concrete walls and bulletproof shutters. There are no photograps or decor like the last fear safe houses. I walk towards the couch, wrapping Allessandro's jacket tighter around my shoulder as i sit down. Allessandro leans by the door, watching me as Emilio radios the patrol unit outside asking for updates. Allessandro walks closer to me, brushes his fingers along my cheek. “You’re safe now.” But as he pulls me gently into his chest, something in the back of my mind whispers. Are you really safe?

Nothing about it screamed “safe house.” But when we got inside, I understood. The windows were reinforced, I could tell from how thick they looked. There were security cameras in every corner, keypads on every door. The basement door had a biometric lock. “Welcome to safe house number three,” Lucas said, appearing from somewhere deeper in the house. “Not as nice as the penthouse but considerably harder to blow up.” “How many of these do you have?” I asked. “Several throughout the city,” Juniper answered, already going through what looked like security protocols on a tablet. “Places we can disappear to when things get hot.”

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.

For a while, the only sounds are our steady breathing, our heartbeats stabilizing, and the sound of Nimbus purring. "Is anyone other than Leelie hurt?" I ask. "You shot me," Jayk reminds me. "Anyone else?" I ask. "We're fine," Miles answers. "I'm okay," Danica nods. "Where are we going?" I ask. "Safe House," Jaykob lets out a heavy sigh. "How did you know they were there?" "What?" I ask, confused. "Nothing, are you okay?" "Yeah," I sit back putting the safety back on the gun. "Yeah, I'm okay,"