Mercy Libraries Novels & Stories

"My Alpha is showing you mercy. More mercy than you deserve." My stomach twisted at the warning hidden in his voice. Mercy? I scoff inwardly. What's mercy? Death sounds fucking preferable to the mess I'm living in. What does he know about mercy, anyway? Mercy by treating me like trash? Like I don't exist? Like I'm some fucking tool he can use and toss aside whenever he feels like it? Is that what mercy is supposed to mean now? I didn't back down. I squared my shoulders, feeling every inch of anger, heartbreak, and betrayal burning just beneath my skin.

Flashback on a day before we captured a wrong girl thinking that she was Diana, we was outside in the thunderstorm, shivering under a dripping tarp, and she wasn’t there just me and my second we suffered that outside of no where just because we wanted to capture Diana for her . Rain soaked through my coat by dawn, and my teeth were chattering when I finally crawled back inside. But Mercy didn’t care. She only cared about Diana, her twisted vendetta, her need to control everything…even the loyalty of those she crushed beneath her stilettos. I wiped mud from my boots and checked my car’s tires….anything to distract myself from that everything that have happened , wicked smile she’d worn when s

Prompt from Teetee Summary: As a werewolf who watched his parents get killed by vampires, Laty vowed to take revenge on the species. However, the goddess had another plan for him. And that plan included having a vampire mate. ******* Laty was frustrated with the mission they sent him on. Out of all the soldiers in the palace, Supreme Prince Fern had to send him to the border! He wanted so badly to be sent to Galizma. But no, he had to be sent to this goddess-forsaken place. He kicked the sand in anger as he took a step toward the camp he just erected.

“This is my daughter, Ellis.” A baby had been named after her. Merc told his own story next, how he had joined the Purists in outrage over what seemed to be happening in his church and he had believed Mitch when he said Ellis had given birth to the children of someone other than the Emperor. Merc had not had a religious epiphany when Ellis knelt next to him and carefully dabbed at his wound, but he had been moved by her compassion, moved that she would run through a mob, barefoot on the icy, rough ground, to help someone who had just been screaming slurs at her. He ended by repeating his statement that if she wasn't a Goddess herself, she was certainly a gift from Her.

And they should know, that was the reason these two men were about to face death, rather mercilessly. The Alpha pulled the wooden chair towards himself. Smirking when the screeching of the legs of the chair caused the men forced to knee down in front of him to cringe. He sat down quietly and looked at the blind-folded men knelt and tied up in front of him. Both shaking and shivering feeling the powerful aura that radiated off the Alpha. They say it only took his name alone to bring someone to his knees begging for their lives. They say he didn't show mercy. They say didn't he even know what mercy was. They call him merciless.

Probably saw everything too. * *

I could feel his warmth radiating onto the back of my palm. "Listen to me," he continued. "My bone marrow is a match for yours. There's still time. There's a research facility in Anglia that's offering new treatment options. Everything has been arranged. You don't need to do anything. All you have to do is nod, and I'll take care of the rest, okay?" No one knew my body better than I did. This was nothing short of a rally before the end. Any more treatment would simply be a futile struggle.

Chapter 4 Jordan POV The Mercer library is the kind of room that makes you forget you’re technically living in the den of wolves who might end up on the evening news. Dark wood. Built-ins that stretch up to a vaulted ceiling. A rolling ladder that looks decorative until you realize every shelf is actually full. Legal treatises I didn’t expect to see on private land. Old histories. Emergency manuals. Binders labeled in neat block print. All the ways a pack can look normal.

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

And now that the Inheritance Protocol was active… The world was next. The room was locked in a strange silence. No alarms. No countdowns. Just that name echoing through the air like a curse: “Project Mercy.” Sera stared at the glowing sphere, the name pulsing across its surface in stark red letters. “What the hell did she bury?” Adrian asked quietly. The Archivist took a step forward. “Project Mercy was Mira’s counterbalance. A failsafe for her failsafe. It was meant to activate only if the clones or you became unstable.”