Mercy Copypasta Novels & Stories

"You did that. For me." "I did that," Samantha confirmed, "because our arrangement only works if you're free to keep our arrangement. It wouldn't do either of us any good for you to be sitting in a police interrogation room right now, would it?" Chloe said nothing for a long moment, staring blankly at the television still playing footage of the hotel's exterior, police tape fluttering faintly in the breeze. "Thank you," she finally whispered, hating herself for how much she meant it. "You don't need to thank me," Samantha said. "You need to remember it. That's how partnerships work, Chloe — one favor remembered leads to the next one owed."

Camila must be crazy or something. Mercy was still dumbfounded when she heard Camila’s voice” take them away please, throw them in the dustbin for all I care.” She said with disgust in her eyes. “Forgive me but this flower must have cost a lot, Can I have them for myself” Mercy asked. It would just be nice to place them on her work desk and keep on staring at them. They will surely fill her day with joyous moods. “Alright, you can share them with all other members, please don’t tell anybody that it came from me. If they ask, just tell them that you found them on the corridor, that way there will be no more questions for me.”

“Miles, it’s me, call me back please just call me back and tell me what’s going on.” I hang up and stare at the screen, willing it to light up with his name, with some explanation for that text. Another message comes through instead. ‘Don’t call. Just send money. $500. Please.’ The ice bag slips off my knee and hits the floor but I don’t pick it up. Five hundred dollars. I don’t have five hundred dollars, not right now, not with everything else I’m paying for, and even if I did I know exactly what he needs it for and it’s not something I can enable.

It had handed him one. My hands...his hands, our hands, I don't know anymore reached out toward Simon's ruined shoulder, and I screamed inside my own skin with no mouth to scream from, because I knew exactly what kind of mercy this was. I'd seen Damon show it once before, on the second night, on someone whose name I've made myself forget. Mercy, to Damon, means finishing something so it stops being useful to complain about.

Emily asked. Mercy sighed audibly and let her hands fall to her side. “It means allowing a person be, without poke-nosing.” She repeated as Emily had always taught her. “And what are you doing?” “But–” Emily hushed her with a finger in the air. “I–” “Beep.” Mercy lowered her head and let out another sigh. She drew nearer and Emily stepped aside, so David would collect his book from her. With Mercy's hand extended to him, David snatched the book from her hand and muttered a 'Stupid girl'.

"Give it back." He tore the protective charm off, threw it to the ground, and ground it under his heel. "What makes you think anyone would want this piece of trash? I wouldn't want it if Maisie hadn't given it to me." Grandma's kindness and blessings were trampled on just like that. A piece of the protective charm broke off, and the charm's surface was marked with deep scrapes. Anger, grief, and despair exploded within me all at once. I shoved Dash to the ground and punched him again and again until Maisie screamed for us to stop.

After a few seconds, Merit said, “It will be brief.” “Yes, it will be brief.” Her mum gave Mrs Morgan the phone and she placed it against her right ear and said, “Merit, I am very sorry for what I did to you. You didn’t deserve it. I was selfish at that moment and I was just thinking about my own benefit. I never consider the pain it will cause on you. Please, let those pain out of your heart. Right now, I am still battling a very difficult situation in my heart. Please, help me to lessen my agony. Please.”

“Ready?“, he whispered to her, looking at Emma who raised an eyebrow, questioningly which made him serious and cleared his voice, gently letting Hope go, while she was holding him still for blond hair. “I’m sorry Luna, Alpha ordered me to take you to him. I’m Beta Derek, by the way.” He smiled a bit, giving her a hand. Ema smiled, seeing his reaction, then readily gave him a hand. “I’m sorry about Hope, she recently lost a tooth, so the letter R is difficult for her. I’m glad Derek and please call me Emma, ” She demanded, with a determined look. “Oh, I don’t mind that about the little pumpkin, my Mate laughs at it, and I like to see her happy, ” he laughed while he led them to the SUV.

I was in his way of promoting his own people. I blocked Mandy, then sent a long text in the marketing department group chat. "All further coordination regarding Mr. Skylar's deal will be handled by me personally. Without my written authorization, no one is permitted to contact Mr. Skylar or his team on behalf of the company in any capacity. Any violations will be dealt with accordingly." After sending it, I disbanded the group chat. I didn't have the energy to go home and argue with Jack, so I checked into a hotel instead.

Two days have passed and still no sign of Collin, Mercy has made is her mission to pray to the Mood Goddess every night for his safe return, which was hypocritical on her part because she knows how powerful Collin is and for her to only pray for his safe return and not those that will die by his hand, was a bit selfish. But which mate isn’t selfish? They all are because naturally it’s instilled in them to care and love their mates and Mercy was no different.