Dying On Our Wedding Week He Saved Her Instead Novels & Stories

We followed him. I introduced us "I'm Emily, but no one really calls me that. Everyone calls me Millie. This is my best friend, Kelvin. Kel" " Ok, nice to meet y'all, I guess" We shook hands " Who are you anyway?. How did you know we were in danger?" I quizzed. " I'm Diego. I was actually passing by when I heard your screams and came to see what was happening. Had to help when I saw that it was a fury".

My little sister Celine was six years old when hunters caught her. They kept her in a silver cage for three days. By the time our parents found her, the damage was done. She came home with seizures and PTSD. The healer said any loud noise, strong smell, or sudden stress could trigger an episode and put her life at risk. So my entire life was rearranged around her silence. I learned to walk quietly, speak quietly, cry quietly, so that nothing about me would ever reach her. Whenever I broke down from the exhaustion of it, my parents would hold my face in their hands and say the same thing. "You're the strong one, Iris. This family needs you to be strong. Can you keep this to yourself, just unt

“You don’t know my father. If he could sell my elder sister to a brothel for gold, he would be happier to sell me to the Alpha. I’m sure the Alpha is offering him more than gold.” I shook my head. Elder Marek and his endless greed. “When is the wedding?” I asked. “In a week,” she whispered. “A week?” My heart dropped. “There’s nothing we can do in a week.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice as she was worried someone was eavesdropping . “I’ve thought of something.” “And what might that be?” I asked cautiously. “I’ll run away,” she murmured. “And I’ll need your help.” “What?” I almost screamed, but she quickly covered my mouth, her eyes wide with fear.

My fingers clenched around his wrist as I couldn't help exclaiming, "I've already saved her nine times! Is she really that frail? What illness could it be that she needs my heartblood to live?" Cain easily freed himself, frowning as he quietly said, "It's urgent—I will explain it to you when I save her." "I know I'm doing you an injustice, but don't worry—I won't bother with her anymore after this. Once I'm back, I'll marry you again." Seeing that he was determined, I cried out right then, "I'm not saying no, Cain. But I only have ten drops of heartblood, and you already took nine. I'll die if you take the last drop too!"

Around him, the waiting area buzzed with anxious energy as both sets of parents paced, whispered, and cast worried glances toward the operating room doors that had swallowed his bride—his wife—hours ago. Helena Cross sat rigidly in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, her elegant wedding attire now wrinkled and stained with Sadie's blood from when she had tried to help at the scene. Her hands trembled as she clutched a tissue, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. Edmund Cross stood behind her chair, his large hands resting protectively on his wife's shoulders, though his own face was etched with lines of worry and confusion. "She saved him," Helena whispered for what felt like the hundredth

My parents were old, not to mention both of them had heart conditions. Mara and her parents beat them till they were half-dead. They ended up lying by the side of the road, barely clinging to life. Right at that moment, the hospital called to tell them that Jayden had unfortunately passed away in the hospital. Hearing that their grandson did not survive, my parents' hearts gave out on the spot, and they died right by the side of the road. Thinking about that, rage boiled in my heart.

how unlucky she is to have her husband dead on the wedding day. "Dylan!" she suddenly wails in the pain so unbearable, her chest was heavy, so were the sobs. She had lost everything...her whole world was torn apart...there was no point of living in this world. If she cannot get what she wants, she doesn't want this life. Her eyes moved to focus on the old lady whose face was also covered with the billowing snow. Pidge had lost two of her precious people on the same day. Then, Maddox Dasher stepped in the wedding venue, the gun remains in his hand.

"Dean, who did this to you?" She cried. She held on to his body crying, "Tonight was supposed to be the day we will elope away, Ding is dead already, and there's no one who will stop us from loving each other, this is the day we have been planning and waiting for, Dean", she cried out. Diana wiped the tears away from her eyes and walked to the restroom to wash her hand. When she was done, she walked out of the room and left the hotel to a bar. That was the only place she could go to, her joy has been cut short, she sat down and started contemplating killing herself, because to her there was no need for her living. She brought out the substance she mixed in Dings's drink and poured it i

"Thankfully, the cut wasn't so deep so it's took long for the wolfsbane to reach some vital part. We got the doctor before then." "I'm really sorry, Karen. I thought you were going to die, and all I could think about at that moment was saving you. I didn't care if I was going to die or not." There was a pause, and she continued, "Who's the young handsome man, and why would he risk his life to save me?" Karen cleared her throat. "He's my husband"

The simplicity of it undid me more than the kiss. I looked down for a moment, gathering myself. “I like you too.” Daniel’s smile became real. Then the clinic alarm rang. Because apparently the universe had terrible timing. We both turned toward the door. Caleb shouted from the hall, “I would like it recorded that I did not cause this!” Daniel sighed. “Duty?” “Duty.” We stepped into the hallway together. A young wolf had burst through the clinic entrance, soaked from the rain, carrying an older man over his shoulder. Blood ran down the man’s coat, dark and steady.