Safe Stories Novels & Stories

"We're not too sure either. Now there's only one thing that can guarantee your safety in all of this." "A word of prayer?" The two girls chuckle, easing the tension just a little bit. "I would tell you a story and I want you to remember that story whenever you're in danger, okay? You must never forget this story," "Okay," "But never speak of this story if you're not in absolute danger, okay?" "This is getting weird," "I need to know that you understand me, Caterina." "Remember the story, speak of it only when my life depends on it?"

He panicked. “Open up, Millie. “I’m not going anywhere.” Tammy’s voice turned shrill. “George?” Liam started crying. “Papa George, are you leaving me?” The hallway was in an uproar. I unlocked my phone and called building security. “Hello, I’d like to report a disturbance outside my apartment. George heard me. He looked toward the peephole in disbelief. “Are you calling security to kick me out?” “No,” I replied. “I’m just reminding you not to mistake someone’s front door for your airport departure lounge.

His broad hands rested flat against my back, warm and solid as stone. So, here is the thing about real safety. I used to think safety was about locked doors, high stone walls, and big speeches under the full moon. I thought it was about holding onto someone so tight they couldn't run away. Standing in that quiet room, smelling the woodsmoke and the faint scent of pine on Rowan’s jacket, I realized how wrong I was. Safety is just a man who leaves a hot cup of tea on the table and leaves the front door unlocked.

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I clenched my eyes closed praying that they would leave me alone. “I promise you are safe. We will not hurt you. I give you my word as Beta of the black moon pack.” Came the Beta’s deeper soothing voice. I don't know why his words calmed me or why I believed him. I opened my eyes and looked up into those golden brown colored eyes. His eyes now swirling like molten honey. Filled with emotion and worry. I don't know why, but I believed him. Taking deep breaths to calm down, he breathed with me until I was calm.

_ Hallway. Alex. Doorway. Shark backpack off. Eyes red. Not calm anymore. “I heard,” Alex said. Small. 5 years old. Finally. “You’re fighting. About me. Because I said ‘it’s okay.’ But it’s not okay. I lied. I was sad. I was scared you forgot. Like 3 AM. But 3 AM is night. 3 PM is day. I thought day was safe. But you didn’t come. So maybe safe isn’t real. Like monsters. Monsters are real. Safe isn’t.”

“I saw the way his eyes moved over our bodies when he greeted us. He wants us. Trust me, I could see the hunger in his eyes.” They rushed back home, hiding their purchases carefully. Once inside, the twins offered to help with dinner. “We’ll handle it tonight, Mom,” Clara said sweetly. “You relax with our stepdad.” Sara crushed several sleeping pills into their mother’s wine glass, stirring it until it dissolved completely. Clara also slipped two strong Viagra pills into Vincent’s drink. Sara's hands trembled as they served the food, but neither Vincent nor Lena noticed anything. Vincent asked the twins about college and their plans after school as they are. The girls smiled and answered, bu

But for how long? "NO!" I screamed into the phone. I had hoped that they would go into the safe themselves. I didn't expect them to drag Haley in after them. The code I'd given her was a code that was designed to lock down the safe under the assumption of a forced entry. Immediately all the air would be sucked from the room, knocking out anyone that didn't belong. It was a safety measure that Zane and I had added as we grew leary of our technology getting into the wrong hands. Our products were designed for good, but that didn't stop people from wanting them for their own sick and twisted ideas. Such as the Cobras. Just like Haley, I knew what had been going on with them, but little did I ex

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As