Mercy Julie Garwood Novels & Stories

"Your blood line ruined her mother's life. Now, your marrow can save hers. Or will you let your hatred for me kill an innocent girl?" ​My chest heaved as I stared at Chloe's pale, trembling hand spilling over the edge of the white sheet. The guilt clawed at my lungs, thick and heavy, but deep beneath it, a violent alarm was ringing in my mind. ​Six months ago, I was incompatible. Today, I am a miracle. ​"I need to talk to Lucian," I gasped, reaching into my bag for my phone. "I won't sign any consent form until Lucian is in this room."

she shrieks, and the other footsteps hurry back out of the pack house. I turn my head, fighting to catch my breath, and watch as she kneels beside Andrew, turning his face from side to side as he goes limp with fatigue. “Mercy,” I croak, my mouth and throat dry and raw. Mercy rises with a sigh and turns to me, her hands tucked in the pockets of a worn olive-colored apron. Dark circles line her under eyes and her normally perfect braided dark hair is falling in tangled sheets over her shoulders. “Jacob isn’t here.”

While Jackson fetched her a glass, she met the ladies, then they all sat in the living room as her chauffeur hauled her suitcase up the steps, as if this was indeed a regular occurrence. "I'm Mercy Walker." She announced it as if her name was her pride and joy. Sipping the whiskey, she relaxed in her chair. "I've got a good-sized cattle ranch in Colorado, and will expect you all to come for Easter, as was the arrangement between your father and me." She frowned for a few seconds. "My husband, Grover, was your father's first cousin. Grover, he...passed away, gone nearly four years now." Her strong jaw tilted up. "I have four daughters who are too busy this year to come home for the holidays."

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A neon lighting pours on us as we stroll in. "Welcome to Twilight Hub" Julie raise a grin after sprouting her arms in the air. "Do people are obsessed with this sort of thing?" I haul a trinket. "S*x and drugs is life darling" The Janitor replied with a tone that he's truthfully scornful from what he tells. "By the way, this is my b*tch, Carl, he rather hears Karla than Carl" Julie moves aside to seize Carl's arms to give an introduction of him.

"Deserving happiness isn't about being flawless, Julia. It's about embracing your past, learning from it, and choosing to move forward." A sigh of relief escaped Julia's lips, a weight lifted from her shoulders as Jared's words enveloped her. The acceptance she found in his eyes was a salve for her insecurities, a reminder that she was deserving of love and contentment. She mustered a small smile, her gratitude evident. "Thank you, Jared." The ambiance shifted as Julia's gaze deepened, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "What if I'm not a good person?" Jared's intense gaze bore into the young woman across from him, his deep eyes locking onto hers. A subtle warmth brushed his lips as they cur

Melissa shook her head, "I'm sorry, recently I've had a lot of cases on hand, and have no time." "You have a large department, yet no one can take up this case? Then what's the use of Wolf Corporation having a Public Relations Department," Mark grumbled. "Who said there's no one?" Mercy stood up. She had finally attracted Mark’s attention. Mercy then straightened her back and tidied her clothes as if doing that would let Mark notice her and sign her on as a celebrity. Anna lifted her eyebrows, she really did not expect that Mercy to still harbor the dream of becoming a celebrity.

The McKinnons had invited a few investors and rich people over for a typical rich people small gathering. I could tell Mr. McKinnon was upset at the fact that I wasn’t in the kitchen like the other women of the house, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let some old piece of shit tell me how I am supposed to behave. I looked around for Joseph, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I miss my home, Judith, and Mom. “Mary! I want you to meet Fiona. She is one of our company’s finest workers,” Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back.

"You have to become the top scorer in the province, Anna. If you aren't able to secure the three-million-dollar reward, you won't be able to pay for your mother's treatment." As expected, Bianca was still eyeing the reward money for becoming the provincial top scorer. I had no doubt that she would transfer it out of my account the moment I received it. I thought about the pain I suffered in my last life when my family fell apart, but I continued to maintain a grateful expression on my face. … I visited Mom in the hospital after school was over. She was sound asleep. Genuine tears rolled down my face as I looked at Mom's thin face. She had lost an alarming amount of weight because of her illn

“We didn’t disappear. We had to travel. My mum’s surgery was successful, and I had to stay with her.” Julia walked over to the crib and gently rocked it. “They’re so beautiful,” she said. “And now I’m an official godmother. I can brag properly.” She came back and hugged Angelie again. “Thank you for these perfect girls.” Angelie gave her a look. “What?” Julia said. “You’re staring.” “You’re glowing. You’ve been smiling like you won a secret lottery. Something happened. Spill it.” Angelie closed her eyes, grinning. “I knew it. It’s Jeffrey. What happened?”