Mercy Sara Cate Audiobook Novels & Stories

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

With one last glance at Sara, she followed Damien out of the house, leaving the broken woman standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her face. As they made their way back to the car, one of the guards returned, dragging Audrey into the house. Sara gasped, covering her mouth with her hands, but her horror was short-lived as the guards ushered Audrey into the room. “Audrey?” she called out, her voice barely a whisper as she tried to sit up. “I’m sorry,” Audrey whispered in broken tones, his body trembling with the pain of his own guilt. Sara sobbed quietly, her heart breaking as she realized that her world was crumbling before her eyes. “I won’t let her get away with this,” she swore, he

Elijah didn't even know about this yet? Excitement surged through her veins as her plan began to take shape. When Sandy helped Kate into the car, she couldn't help but notice how radiant Kate's smile was, her voice unusually gentle. If not for the brightness of the midday sun, Sandy might have thought Kate had been possessed by a spirit! *** Marcia had no idea how she had made it back to the office or how long she had been sitting there. The nurse, her heart heavy with sympathy, tried to console her, but her words fell on deaf ears.

Sara's voice cracked as she spoke, "I-I needed you, and you weren't there. I was a bad person, I admit that, but why didn't you leave a letter or a note? For a moment, I thought you were dead or locked up somewhere, and then I see you on television, that you're a billionaire's wife. I resented you so much for it because we are sisters, and even if you hate me so much, at least I wanted to know you were alive." Rachel reached out and took Sara's hand, her touch gentle. "I didn't leave a letter because I didn't want to feel guilty or hold back. I thought you'd be better without me, but heck, you became worse. Why on earth are you still on hard drugs? The doctor told me it's affecting your

Without another word or a backward glance, she rose and left, her departure so dramatic it felt like an omen. I sat in the silence, the flash drive feeling like a live grenade on my desk. I plugged it in, my heart hammering against my ribs. There was a single audio file. "What could be so terrible that you couldn't say it to my face, Nayomi?" I muttered. I hit play. The recording hissed for a second before Sara’s voice tore through the office like a serrated blade. This wasn't the voice of the girl who sat quietly at my table; this was a voice forged in the coldest depths of hell.

Each word scraped against my pride like jagged glass. Henry’s chuckle deepened. “You can do better than that. Beg, Alexander. Make me believe it.” I glanced at Sarah. Her terrified eyes locked onto mine, silently pleading, her lips trembling as if forming the words she couldn’t bring herself to say. The urge to rip Henry apart surged in me, but I swallowed it down. Violence wouldn’t help her now. “Please,” I said again, louder this time, my voice shaking. “I’m begging you, Henry. Let her go. Take me instead if that’s what you want.”

I took Dad's hand and said, "Dad, Mom's at St. Angel Hospital. You should look for her. I bet the two of you have a lot of things to talk about." Bianca glared at me hatefully after I sent Dad away. She spat out a mouthful of blood and blubbered, "Don't feel too pleased with yourself just yet, Anna! Just you wait. Everything that belongs to you will belong to me soon!" I watched her calmly and said, "Is that so? Are you going to achieve that by using your tenfold transfer system? Oh, I didn't have the time to tell you yet, but I actually didn't take the SAT.

"Before I became a doctor, I told her that I would save her. I even promised her that, but look where we are now? She's there, gone from our life. I can’t believe she has already left us. Aunt Mary, what should I do? I don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t save her. I failed to save her!" One hand caresses my hair and the other gently pats my back, comforting me warmly. "I know dear. I know! Winter is a very bright child. It's a pity that she's not here with us anymore. Although she isn’t physically here, she’s there in your heart. As long as you don’t forget her, Winter will be happy. So be strong Catherine." "I don't know Aunt Mary. It feels like there’s a very big hole in my heart that m

Sarah That’s it. I was dead. In a matter of minutes, I think I’d experienced every emotion possible. I’d gone from lonely, to horny, to happy, to hurt, to euphoric and now…dread. I’d done it again. This time I couldn’t say I was seduced. I’d asked for it, begged for it. And Oliver delivered. Oh God, did he deliver. He gave my body exactly what it was craving and more. He made me feel safe and cherished, like a precious doll.

“Not by road. Not by boat. By fracture.” My skin went cold. “And you,” Mercy continued, eyes on me now, “are a knot. An anchor. The sort of man time has difficulty moving.” I stared at her. “That’s nonsense.” Eliza’s voice was quiet. “It’s not.” I thought of the battlefield, of the moment that had bent around my survival. “You’re saying I don’t change.” Mercy’s expression held a hint of something like pity. “I’m saying you’re stubborn enough to be consistent.”