Threaten Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

She asked again. Alexander leaned back in his chair and stared into space like he was trying to think. "I'm not sure I have an accurate answer to that.” He said and paused. “I mean there are a lot and there are some I'm just a threat to," he added, a hint of pride in his voice. “Why do you ask?" He asked, now looking in her direction. “I'm being threatened" she blurted. " How?” "I received a letter a few days back”

If you do not, we will conclude that Thornveil's pack intends to shelter an uncontained threat, and we will treat the entire territory accordingly. The letter ended there, unsigned, save for the same crescent moon crossed through with a jagged line. The silence that followed was different from any that had come before it — not the charged tension of a negotiation, but the particular cold stillness of a threat with no room left for bargaining. "Binding," Elira said slowly. "Like the stones the council brought that first night."

"I think we should be calm about this. Maybe this message is born out of jealousy. Someone that extremely loved Rachel Stone and knows the relationship between you and your husband. They think this would be the final act of love for her." "Clinton Stone." "What?" "Clinton Stone. How is he not your first suspect? He's the one thinking I killed his wife." "Even the message I got—" "Why are you trying so hard to not tell me about the message you got?" His voice rises. " Is it a threat ? Let me know, I'm supposed to protect you in some sort of way." I laugh. Small. Quiet. "Protect me? You want to protect me from what exactly, Ronan? From who?"

“Because I always get whatever I want. You will quit this job and come home.” He loosened his grip and told me to get out. I picked up my bucket and left without a word. As I stepped out, I met Beryl. She quickly dragged me to a corner. “Why would you let him talk to you like that? Sorry, I eavesdropped.” “It’s nothing, Beryl,” I said casually. “It’s not nothing. I think he's harassing and threatening you—and that’s against the law.” She adjusted her glasses. “Under criminal law. Section 875, subsection c and d of Title 18, threats, intimidation or coercion are punishable by the law.”

he intoned solemnly. "Safety?" I echoed, raising my voice. "What's going on? What's happening?" The official hesitated, now looking into my eyes. "A threat has been made on your life, Kalmia. And we reckon it is related to your recent discovery concerning your sister." My mind reeled as the words sank in. A threat on my life? Connected to my sister? What was happening? And who was behind this? A feeling of unease started to grow in me, the feeling of uncertainty. What did the future hold? Would I be able to protect myself and a baby?

"I was so worried. We have received a threat against the Luna." Arrow and Arion snarled at the thought of someone wanting to hurt their mother. "Who would threaten the Luna?" I asked, my voice shaky. "We don't know, the threat was very specific," Alpha Jax explained. "Poor Luna Nina, she must be scared," I answered trying to imagine how anyone would want to hurt Luna Nina. She is always so nice to everyone. "Rina, the threat wasn't against Luna Nina, it was against you." I sucked in a breath, I could feel the panic rising within me. "It was against me?" my voice cracked as the panic threatened to bubble to the surface. "I am not Luna yet, wouldn't it make more sense to threaten the current L

Not awkward silence. The heavy kind. I swallowed. "And I was threatened again, right after I made this discovery. Like I'm being watched." Maddox’s jaw flexed once. He looked at the papers again, then back at me. I didn’t love saying it out loud. Something about speaking threats made them feel more real. “Unknown number,” I continued. “Same vibe. ‘Stop digging.’ ‘You’re repeating his mistake.’ That kind of inspirational quote.” Maddox’s eyes went cold.

“You didn’t find him. That was a message.” My gaze turned to the dark streets rolling past the tinted glass. “He wanted us to know” I said quietly, the word like smoke. “No. He wanted me to know.” “Why?” Dominic asked, frowning. I finally turned, eyes hard as obsidian. “It’s a threat.” My jaw tightened, and the car filled with the silence of a storm about to break. “He dared to threaten me.”

The message was brief and ominous: “Your past is not as buried as you think. Beware of what lies ahead.” Rayka’s heart skipped a beat. The message was unsigned, but its threat was unmistakable. She looked up at Sylvester, her face pale with shock. “I just received this. It’s a threat, and I don’t know who sent it or what it means.” Sylvester’s expression shifted from anger to concern. He took the phone from her hands and read the message. “This is serious. We need to take action immediately.” Rayka nodded, her mind racing. The threat added a new layer of urgency to their situation. She knew that they had to address the potential danger before it escalated.

And there was a red laser dot perfectly centered on the back of my head, the scope of a long-range weapon. Beneath the image was a message that made my hand clench into a fist. [Tomorrow, when you return, a wedding will be waiting for you.] "Son of a bitch," I muttered through my teeth, a violent mix of rage and protective instinct surging through me. It was a direct threat. Not just against Aphrodite, but against me. Whoever was behind this wasn't just blackmailing. They were willing to kill to get what they wanted. "Who are these people?" I asked, turning to face her. "Who's threatening you?"