Mercy Sara Cate Audiobook Novels & Stories

Her words caught something deep inside him as his eyes reddened to think about those past cruel times before speaking in a soft tone, “Sister, no matter how hard the situation is, I was always fine just because you are there for me, right beside me. I always hoped and prayed to be with you next to me.” Sara felt pity for her and her brother. When she woke up, she felt void without a word or place. She doesn’t understand anything around her. She remembered hearing many people's voices around her, but without seeing or learning who they were, she fell into a deep sleep for a long time. One day, she finally began to pull herself out of her dream and saw a stranger around her. ​

Playlist ~ James Arthur - Recovery *Captive's Home* Anna coughs out blood weakly, her whole body was aching badly. There was deep injuries all over her body that when she tries to move her body on the floor she whimpers from the pains that comes from it. She was still half-naked just as the bastard had left her before torturing her. Her eyes were puffy and red, she could barely open her eyes completely to glance around, she was feeling too weak to get herself off the floor.

Looking at the time, I suggest to Amelie she put her things in her room as we have to get ready for the ceremonies tonight. Picking up, Drake answer, “Kate, I’ve found her. She’s my mate,” he says. I could hear the relief in his voice at having found his mate. “How is she?” I ask. “She’s still in a coma but when I walked up close to her, her heartbeat picked up so I’m hopeful being close will bring her out of her coma,” pausing Drake continues, “I’m worried Kate, how do I tell her all the things she knew growing up were not what she believed?” he asks.

Sigrid gestured for silence when Dan moved slightly, wanting to finish the errand now that the danger was passed, however, she wanted to hear the discussion between father and daughter whilst they were unaware that there were others around and see what secrets they revealed. “I do not need to be imprisoned,” Mercy snarled back. “I have been free all this time, and I have proven that I can contain and direct my hunger to appropriate food sources, and dispose of the remnants, have I not? I have been perfectly behaved. I have helped our allies and mother. I have shown that I control my hunger, not it me. I will not go back into prison, father! I refuse. I am an adult, and as an adult, I am free

My feet ached, my head was spinning, and I was too hungry to keep pretending I could manage on my own. “Yes. Please take me home,” I finally say. “I’m so tired of walking already. Thank heavens you came to my rescue again.” He opens the car door for me, and I slide into the passenger seat gratefully. The interior of the car was pristine and smelled like fresh leather mixed with a subtle, luxurious cologne. It was a soothing environment. Raphael gets in behind the wheel and starts driving. “So, Serah,” he says after a few minutes of silence. “How have you been since that day? I remember our last meeting wasn’t under the best circumstances. Mind telling me what made you feel like ending your l

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ve already handled everything. Don’t worry about Joe. He’s got enough charges to fill a book, and with his sentence, he won’t ever breathe fresh air again.” The sunlight outside was warm and golden. Spring was coming. Under the shade of lush green trees, someone waved at me. “Miss Moore, would you like to go on a walk with me?”

She suddenly felt all alone. With a sad but hopeful sigh, Sarah turned to find out that Sister Gladys had paused to stare at her when she found out that she wasn’t following. "I understand how you must feel…” Sister Gladys offered her a reassuring smile. “…not all women would give up their lives and surrender their bodies and souls to Christ. Don't worry, you will get used to being part of this virtuous family before you know it." Sarah nodded, trying to hide her tears while thinking of her father.

The sound barely carried, yet angry whispers instantly rippled through the crowd. "Silence," Alpha Gregory commanded, and the room froze. He pointed toward the side of the room where Dr. Marshall stood beside a wheelchair. In it sat Sara, looking fragile as a baby bird, pale skin, limp hands in her lap. Catherine hovered over her, one hand gripping Sara's shoulder possessively. "Sara will now tell us what happened," Alpha Gregory announced. Catherine wheeled Sara forward. My half-sister wore a simple white dress that screamed "innocent victim." Her golden hair framed her face like a halo. Even after months in a coma, she looked beautiful while I stood there in yesterday's wrinkled clothes.

I stared at the words floating in front of my face. The heat at the back of my neck climbed to my scalp. A person has two kidneys. You can donate one and live. A person has one heart–trade your heart and you die. She wanted my daughter dead. I did not know yet whether the floating text was real or a hallucination. It did not matter. I was not letting my daughter take a scratch. I slammed my palm down on the table and stood up.

Catherine said emotionally, “After being tortured until I was half-dead by Shaun and escaping overseas, I really felt that living was meaningless. During holidays and celebrations, I didn’t even have anyone except Freya to wish me happy holidays until Suzie and Lucas were born. I didn’t like children a lot in the past, but no matter how tough and tiring things get for me, my heart would melt whenever I return home and look at my children while they ask to be spoiled. “It feels like there’s someone finally related to you in the world, and no one can erase that fact. Children are innocent. They’ll treat you like you’re their whole world. Then, you’ll realize that your world will start to have