If The Savior Stood Beside Me Novels & Stories

Besides, he's already here beside me, holding my hand. My heart raced again. This man, he's saving me again. Slowly he smiled. "If you'll fall, I'll fall with you."

I was almost slipping into the world beyond when a low yet dangerous growl made all the rogues run into the forest. With each step my saviour took, I was a second away from slipping into unconsciousness. But before I did, I managed to catch a glimpse of my savior who looked like Davies.

Salvatore must have recovered. Even with Paul beside me and the sun shining above, I couldn’t shake the feeling growing in my chest. There was a storm coming.

That the man accused of trafficking women was the same one who saved me. And the worst part was that he had saved me. That part was true. The room went quiet for a moment. Vance was writing notes, Harris was flipping pages, and I just sat there, my fingers pressed so hard into my knees I could feel the shape of my nails through the fabric.

And for the first time, I had someone by my side. Ryder. My biker savior.

I said softly. He stood beside me, close enough that our shoulders touched. “Whatever happens,” he said, “I won’t let you face it alone.”

I was about to walk away, run from the place when my body suddenly went weak and my legs gave way. I expected to land on the hard ground and I already prepared myself for it when warm hands suddenly caught me, saving me from whatever pain would have hit me. I looked up at my savior and was met with silver hair and eyes I could never forget. "Sith. . ." I whispered. "Issa?”

Darkness crept into the edges of my vision, sparks flickering behind my eyes. “I hope you didn’t come here planning another little revenge stunt.” The voice came from beside me. Familiar. I turned—and saw him stepping out of the crowd. “Oh my God… Boris,” I whispered, my voice shaking. Hope hit me so hard it hurt. “You said you’d come if I ever needed you.” “Of course.” He smiled, easy and confident. “I feel like I could take on the whole world right now… if it means saving you.” “Then save me,” I breathed. “Because I’m about two seconds away from passing out with everyone staring at me like this.”

I blinked back the haziness clouding my vision, pushing back the nausea that rose in my throat as the world spun. Was this the end for me? I guess so. I had used up all my chances, and the goddess wouldn’t grant me another. No. The voice in my head shrieked once more. Your savior is here. My savior? I managed to turn my head sideways, and that was when I saw him. Damon. His glowing molten gold eyes held my blurry ones. “Damon,” I wondered if he heard me. I barely managed to rise before my legs gave out. I collapsed again into his arms. They caught and wrapped around me before I hit the ground.

I was proud of myself for being brave and getting more vocal with him. This time my words hit the mark. Without taking his eyes off me he slowly stands. An instant later he stood beside me, his hand reached out to me in invitation. I didn’t hesitate.