Safehaven Elizabeth Novels & Stories

“You’re okay.” She swallowed. “You keep saying that.” “Because you are,” he replied. “And because fear lies.” Her breath hitched. Elijah watched them quietly, something unreadable passing through his eyes. NO SAFE PLACE The bunker was minimalist but functional. Screens. Weapons. Maps. Elena collapsed into a chair. “Congratulations. We are officially off-grid.” Aria hugged herself. “Claire knows where we are, doesn’t she?” Damian didn’t answer immediately. “Yes,” he said finally. “Eventually.”

I say, my voice rising in frustration. “But?” Samael questions, knowing exactly why I am doing this, but forcing me to say it anyway. “But there’s an innocent woman with a dying baby. A baby she desperately wants and would probably do anything for. And whether Sarah lives or dies, Elizabeth won’t make it very far with a dead husband, not in this empire; it’s not the safest place for a woman on her own.” My words are bitter, but they harden my resolve, and I give the stew one last stir before placing the lid on it and leaving it to simmer.

Elijah, Dante, Victor, and I sat in a circle, our focus on Victor as he restarted his explanation on how he was looking into Elizabeth while he stayed here to keep Eza safe Eza and Ella were in our bedroom with the twins as Elijah had refused to talk about killing a bunch of people in front of his two daughters, and while both Eza and Ella wanted to stay and listen to our plans, they didn't protest against Elijah's request. "As I was saying before, I was rudely interrupted by your unwanted appearance..." Victore said as he pointed at Dante and Elijah at the same time with two of his left fingers. "I've found out that Elizabeth is staying two towns over with a small mafia wannabe, boys. All w

Secure. Sophia helped her daughter pack a small suitcase. Books, her stuffed rabbit, a drawing of their garden in summer. Katherine didn’t cry—just clung to Sophia’s neck for a long time before letting go. “I’ll come see you soon,” Sophia whispered into her hair. Katherine nodded. “Promise.” Sophia pulled back just enough to look her daughter in the eyes. “Promise.” --- After they left, Sophia didn’t return to the cabin. She met Elise in a different safehouse—this one in a decommissioned ranger station deep in the Berkshires. There was no internet, no cell reception. Just hardwired communications, three panic exits, and two loaded pistols in the drawer by the front door.

When they arrived at the safehouse—an isolated estate built deep into the side of a rocky hill—Vincenzo and Elian were waiting at the gate. Elian’s expression softened as he saw Seraphina emerge. For a moment, she stood still on the gravel drive, then ran the few steps and embraced him. Elian didn’t say anything. He just held her tightly. “You’re okay?” he asked finally. “No,” she said. “But I will be.” Elian turned to Lucien. “The satellites show Gabe and Julian splitting routes. We’ll only get one chance.” Lucien nodded grimly. “Then let’s make it count.”

The Calm Before the Storm Elena sat in the dimly lit safe house, tension curling around her like smoke. She wasn’t alone. Two of Dino’s most trusted men, Carlos and Matteo, stood guard outside her door. She should have felt safe, knowing Dino had taken every precaution to protect her. An unsettling feeling clawed at her chest. The safe house was a discreet apartment on the outskirts of the city. It had a powerful security system. A temporary hideout, carefully chosen to keep her off Alejandro’s radar.

More than ever, she needed to take her son away from here. Her mind drifted to Jocelyn, still lying unconscious upstairs, connected to machines that kept her alive. That could have been her — or worse, it could have been Josh. The thought made her chest tighten painfully. Eilleen grabbed her phone and quietly typed a message to Detective Alvarez: “There’s an old abandoned school on Will Johnson Street. Potential safehouse. Keep it quiet and tight. The mole might be in your team.” It took only seconds before the detective replied: “Okay. I’ll check it out.”

ELIZABETH's lips rose when she saw the sun peeking through the lace curtains. But her eyes widened when she realized that it wasn't her room and she was in a strange place. Looking around in panic, her lips parted when she realized that an arm rested on her naked stomach. "Oh, god." Her moves are gentle, silent like a feather. She has to leave before the General will wake up and find her in this kind of state. Elizabeth already risked everything last night. Another mistake is not something she needed right now.

"Both styles have merit.” “True, just don’t arrive too early, I like to prepare myself alone.” Buck raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Elizabeth's request. "Prepare yourself? What, do you need to meditate or something?" "I believe the princess values her privacy," Elliot interjected before Elizabeth could respond. He had noticed how carefully she guarded her personal space at the Academy, always choosing the most isolated corner of the library, always maintaining distance from others in the hallways. “I was just suggesting for your safety, the last wolf that came for a surprise visit ended up wetting their pants after one of my throwing knives when off course.”

Someone they trusted. Elizabeth's tension eased — only a little. “I’ve been sent by Alpha Czar,” the woman said quickly. “He sent me to get you both out. This chamber isn’t safe anymore.” Elizabeth immediately frowned, her body tightening again. Something about this didn’t feel right. She rose slowly to her feet, squaring her shoulders. “No,” Elizabeth said firmly, her voice clear and steady. “Czar told me to stay put, no matter what. He said this was the safest place.”