Novel & Cerita Book Little Mercies

“Oh, I just mean it’s a lot to juggle. You’re doing so well.” “Thank you,” I said quietly, though I wasn’t sure why. Inside, the house smelled of richness, it reminded me a little bit of Eliza father's mansion but this wasn't close to that. Mercy came running down the stairs, a tiny echo of her mother with her hair in perfect curls. “Bibi!” she squealed. The girls hugged like they hadn’t seen each other in years. “They’ve grown so much,” Alexa said, watching them with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Bibi looks just like you.”

Other families might still have their joy. I got to the store, and walked around to get the milk my mum had asked for. Even though I stopped, would Derek stop? I was no match for him, that was a given, so what if he continued to hunt those young girls who still had lives to live, and a lot to look forward to? “Here.” I said, dropping the cartons of milk I had gotten, in front of the lady at the counter. She checked their prices, and I gave her the money my mother had given me. If I hadn’t placed it in my pockets, then I would have lost it.

" I looked around at the faces I had once known so well, now twisted with mockery and scorn. So, this is what our so-called friendship was worth? Did none of them have a shred of loyalty? Were they all this spineless? All I had done was try to leave early because I had something important to do, yet they humiliated me again and again. I didn't care if they called me poor or mocked my clothes. But Mabel? She was so arrogant that she threatened to erase me from existence. Was this what wealth did to people? The richer they got, the colder their hearts became. I had always worked hard, gotten good grades, and treated people with kindness. Even when someone provoked me, I usually just laughed it

Cameron’s eyes lock on mine as he stops what he is doing completely, making Angela grab his hands for more dancing, and I quickly back away from the window into the cover of the shadows in the room. I really didn’t have to throw up, so what I even am going to do up here is beyond me, but this bed looks insanely soft and I’m a sucker for comfy beds. Who isn’t, though, right? I run and plop on the bed, giggling a little as I reach in my back pocket for my phone so I can access a book to pass the time. I see 1 unread message from mom and I click to read it. -Girls are gone for a couple of hours. You can head over whenever- Grace.

That girl went through enough already. ********************************** Meanwhile, Black who had gone to get the man who almost killed his Madame, stood by the rooftops of a certain one floor lodge. He watched two men arriving at the place and parked their car, they got out with laughter. "Damn bruh! I almost had her but that fucking bitch is too lucky" said one of them as they walked to the lodge. "Shut the fuck up! You should've done it then. Now don't speak of it and get us caught! There is nothing that you can do better" the older one spoke, spanking his head for making such a big mistake after months of planning. The younger one groaned, rubbing his head as they climbed the stairs and

Susan shook her head, for no matter how powerful she was, she couldn’t read Mercy. “These bad people may never read about us,” Mercy added. “I subject myself to flames, and torture, and from the start, it always makes me laugh because, in the end, I’ll only watch myself heal. Nothing can destroy me. Nothing. Unless God of course.” Mercy returned her gaze to the west. For so long, Susan had silently been in search of Mercy. She never told anyone, but the ageless little girl had been a figure even history couldn’t keep track of. She had called Mercy here, and somehow, Mercy had answered.

Mercy says: " we have to learn to live with each other , besides she is a good person , she did not chose to be born in a poor family wealth is not the definition of people but how they treat each other " ' Am tired with these lectures of yours , everytime you stand out for these wretched human beings who do not deserve to be pitied' her friends adds . ' I think you should look for her and be her friend , we can't go on like this when all the time you are scolding me " she concludes and stands up to leave . Mercy does not chase after but only looks at her with contempt .she feels this friendship should as well end because , this friend of her is very arrogant and full of herself . She reca

My focus was on the burning house. Time slowed, each second an eternity. Flames danced, consuming everything. My heart, my world, my child... A faint cry echoed in my mind. I screamed out aloud, "Misty!" Suddenly, a figure emerged from the smoke-filled doorway. Alexander, carrying Misty. My legs gave out, and I collapsed against the fire fighter, sobbing uncontrollably. Alexander handed Misty to the waiting paramedics, who quickly tended to her. She coughed, her tiny body shaking, but alive.