Antonym For Sacrifice Novels & Stories

"You don't understand what it's like to have a family and to sacrifice everything you got for them." Then he laughed hysterically. "This is not a sacrifice, little one," he spatted. "In sacrifices, you'll earn and get something out of it. This you won't. And you might die in the process. You might even die now simply because you got caught up with the mess of the men you're to wed."

My heart stuttered in my chest. He couldn’t seriously mean to… not sacrifice anything? That was a serious faux pas, indicative of someone not caring about the outcome of the tournament. Instead of raising the arrow to shoot it though, Adrian dropped his arm and raised the other with a flourish. “For my sacrifice,” he called out, his voice booming across the area, “I would like to offer something different. Something that is not only precious to me, but precious to many…” He paused, turning his horse slowly. Slowly, slowly, until…

"But first, we need to be at the center of the battle" ... Quick question: what do you think the sacrifice is? I would love to know your opinions.

Sacrifice isn't about dying. It's about choosing to be different than you were before. And I chose to be their opposition. Their conscience. Their reminder that another way was always possible.

I growled angrily. She laughed hysterically. "See that's what you don't seem to understand. You call them sacrifices but you are not understanding the word. It's derived from the Latin word, Sacrificium, an offering to a deity, a sacred rite. A necessary evil" she laughed darker, "And it is necessary for me to have the Shaul's magic. It's was meant for me and you won't stop me" I tried breaking free but Rowena's magic kept me pinned.

He replied. What was that supposed to mean? Couldn't one get clear answers? "If I do it, Is there a way to avoid bloodshed." "Yes." He responded. "How?" "Sacrifice." "What kind of sacrifice? I need a clear answer on that." "I'm sorry dear but the spirits only tell me.what is needed to be known and what needs to be known is to save your sister you'll need a sacrifice and to save humanity, A sacrifice." He disclosed, shuffling the tarot cards.

Instead, she cherished the neighbor's daughter far more than she did me, her own flesh and blood. Just then, a terrifying thought formed in my mind. Would Mom really sacrifice me for an outsider? I refused to believe it and struggled, shouting, "What does that have to do with me? I'm your biological sister! How can you force me to donate my kidney?" But Jeremy just sneered coldly while staring at me. "You're not my real sister—Rhea is. You're nothing but a fake!" I was dumbfounded. I understood every word he said, but why couldn't I make sense of them when strung together in that sentence?

She pauses and looks into my soul, “I was willing to sacrifice my daughter to make sure this plan came to be. I guess it all comes down to that. Sacrifice. What someone is willing to lose to win this, which is why I know I’ll win. Because while you’re more than willing to sacrifice yourself, that’s where your line cuts off, where I’m willing to lose everything in my life in order to win.” I take a deep breath, “Except yourself.” I tell her, and she looks at me confused, I stare into her soul, “I had blood on my hands before your daughter. You didn’t sacrifice her for the greater good or whatever, you just put her in a position to be killed. You’re willing to sacrifice everything except yours

"You have always been a lapdog for the king. It is no surprise you would rather slow everything down than see the pack move forward." "With the sacrifice still at large," Elder Sable said, cutting across the room, "we do not have the luxury of time. There is too much on our plate to be sentimental about scheduling. We need a king and we need one now." "The sacrifice," I said. Elder Sable looked at me. "Is that what you are all calling her," I said. "She has a name. It is Zara." The silence that followed that was a different quality from the previous ones.

Danica said with widened eyes “And if it’s what I am thinking the girl must love him genuinely.” “Really?” Derek asked, Danica, got up from his lap. She nodded “That’s how most sacrifices are, and since it involves a human, I bet that’s what it is.” Derek suddenly chuckled making Danica frown “What if the sacrifice didn’t go as planned?” he asked. Danica shook her head “That would be disastrous.” Derek smiled, a very evil smile “Why does that sound interesting to me.” He said with a grin. °° °°