Safeguard Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Out of fear she fell off the tree, it was a funny memory as she was only fourteen by then. Caleb’s eyes darted toward a door by the end of the building, two guards stood guard in front of the door even though it was locked with a heavy padlock. “And what place is that?” he pointed at the door curiously. Emma followed his direction of sight and discovered that he was pointing at the safe room. “It's our pack safe room,” she said. “Safe room? I have never heard of anything like that…so what do they keep in there?” maybe all of the pack's important documents and even weapons were kept inside there.

“I’ll make sure these two stay out of trouble.” “Now, Christen’s waiting on us, so we have to go,” Mina stated. “You realize how dangerous this is, right? He can’t take you in. He can only drop you off at the perimeter closet to the flower. You’ll have to fight your way in and out of there.” Jarren stated. Xander smiled. “We know.” “It’s been a while since I was in a good fight,” Xavier stated with a shrug before turning to leave. “I expect you to be here when I get back,” Xander said. “Or I will hurt you, Sortie.” I laughed lightly and nodded.

It's as if the hostility has zapped her very energy. "No one has threatened us. But I...I do have concerns regarding our safety," she says softly, and my eyebrows raise a little. I thought she was feeling like me. I thought she was upset we weren't making more of a connection with the races. The male announcer moves closer to our end of the table and looks Krystal directly in the eyes. "You are very safe here, Krystal. The Harvest is a highly protected tournament. Many soldiers are stationed all over Kea right now to ensure the safety of the participants and the audience," he says and Krystal shakes her head before glancing at us.

Two burly security guards were trailing closely behind her, looking deeply uncomfortable about physically wrestling a shipping heiress in the executive wing. ​"Miss Smith, you cannot be on this floor," one of the guards warned, his hand reaching for his earpiece. ​"Get your hands off me!" Claire screamed, shoving the guard’s arm away before throwing herself directly into Ryan’s path, blocking the elevator doors. She was shaking violently, her clutch held so tightly in her manicured hands that her knuckles were entirely white. "You think you won? You think you can just slide a few pieces of paper across a mahogany table and erase what you are?"

"Twinkling lights and fancy steak while a witch stalks our territory and your ability is an enigma that might end you. He's peddling a dream, Sophia. One that'll leave you vulnerable the second you leave my safeguard." "Your safeguard?" I fired back, stepping away from the door, my own anger flaring. "Your safeguard feels a whole lot like ownership! It feels like quiet and hidden truths and putting marks on everybody near you! Lucas put forward a scheme. A way to stay secure that doesn't mean being the endless hub of a battleground!"

The dashboard lit up in cold blue. Subject: Elias Hart-Resonance (Iteration 9) Status: Activated 2 hours 14 minutes ago Geofence: Compliant Anomaly score: 0.0004 % She stared at the anomaly score until the numbers blurred. Zero point zero zero zero four percent. Statistically insignificant. She almost laughed. Almost screamed. “Tell me about the night we made up the safe word,” she said without turning around. He exhaled behind her, the sound of a man trying to keep his patience with a crazy person.

Alma had never experienced this, though the young girl stared at Alma with excitement and curiously, Alma could also see that the same eyes had two meaning. Her eyes were clearly screaming, “read my future, I dare you.” Alma smiled at the young girl, she would rather not show that she feared the seven-year-old. “Alma, did you ever see the protectors?” The young girl asked as smiled brightly at her. “Yes, and I'll tell you the story” Alma said as she smiled at the girl. “The protectors are the chosen ones of the Sovereigns. They are the strongest, fastest and most powerful of each race,” Alma wheezed out, trying to suppress a cough.

“The bad wolves are all gone. Zach and Tony kept me safe, Mommy. I wasn’t scared at all.” “Knowing what I am to you, they will still come, even if we leave, won’t they? That is why we have bodyguards,” Sabrina says, holding Sophie close, but staring at me. “Yes,” I nod in confirmation. “Then, you had better keep us safe,” she tells me, opening her arms to Zach. I look at my world, my kids, my mate, and I know what I have to do. “I will keep all of you safe. I love you,” I tell them.

Sasha but stands and watch me search for it. "Found it", he sees a safe and everyone smiles. Something doesn't feel right. The safe is just there, no protection, nothing. What if it is a set up and when we touch it dead people won't come after us. Tareem tries to open it but couldn't open it, so he did what he knows how to do best. He casted a spell and the door opens and we hear a zip sound. I look at the door and there are four green light covering the door and window and before we knew it the building shakes.

This was the test. I set my tablet down softly. I could feel the bond, a steady pulse from Aaron. Strength. Truth. “I understand the concern,” I said. My voice was quiet, but it carried. “Safety isn’t just the absence of a threat, Gwen. It’s the presence of strength. It’s the wall at your back and the family at your side.” I let my gaze travel around the table, meeting each pair of eyes.