Mercy Sara Cate Audiobook Novels & Stories

When the soda came, she sipped it slowly, her fingers still cold from the night air. “You wanna start from the top?” Mercy asked, leaning in, eyes curious but already half expecting chaos. Isabel hesitated and then she let it all out. From the contract, the one night, the pregnancy and the way Isaac looked at her like she was nothing, then turned around and saved her brother without a word. The mansion, rules , slap, everything. Mercy’s mouth was slightly open by the end. She blinked, took another shot, then blinked again. “Girl…”

Her eyes were glazed, her mind finally snapping under the weight of the reality I had forced her to witness. "You wanted mercy, Sarah? This is mercy. I’m letting you live so you can spend the rest of your days tending to the hollowed-out remains of the man you protected. You’ll be his nurse. You’ll be his witness. And every night, when you close your eyes, you’ll see my face. And you’ll know that the beast finally came for the things you thought were hidden in the dark." I turned and walked out of the circle of light. Marcus began to move with the med-kit, the hiss of the cauterizing iron the only sound in the cavernous space.

Chapter 25 EMILY (SARA'S MOTHER) POINT OF VIEW I just left Sara's room, and my heart feels like it's breaking into a million pieces. These big fancy mansion walls they're so cold and empty, just like Williams' heart. I can still hear my baby girl crying in there. Each sob feels like someone's stabbing me in the chest. I tried to shut the door real quiet, but in this silent hallway, it seemed so loud.

Hours? She opened her eyes slowly, the flickering torchlight from the hallway casting long shadows across the floor. Then she heard it. A voice. But it wasn’t coming from outside her cell. It was inside her mind. “Hold on, Sara. The darkness will not swallow you. You are not forgotten.” She gasped, her breath catching. “Who… who’s there?” she croaked, too weak to rise. Silence. Then again, calm, comforting, mysterious. “The fire in you is not yours alone. It is ancient. Sacred. The time will come.”

The first thing I became aware of was the crying. It wasn't the wailing of battle or the screams of the dying. It was something smaller and more insistent. The thin sound cut through the fog in my mind. I tried to turn toward it, but my body felt like it belonged to someone else. It was heavy and unresponsive. I was aching in places I didn't know could ache. “—think he's coming around.” That was Lud. Even though his voice was rough and scraped thin by exhaustion, I still recognised my mate by his voice.

Katherine smiled "just where did my brother find you Mercy? I don't think I have ever seen a nanny who is so patient and lenient like you. You spoke only positive words and wish my niece all the happiness in the world. Even though I don't pay you as much as my brother did, you never left." Mercy smiled then "Felicity is a good child and I love her. I know it's not anyone's fault that what happened to her happened but that doesn't mean we are going to abandon her right? She deserves all the love in the world. Experiencing such shock at a tender age, who wouldn't be affected?" Katherine nodded "the doctor found nothing wrong with her, so he said it's still the shock, that we just have to wait

Standing at the front, the doctor in the white gown looked around, then asked with a big smile, "Excuse me, who is Miss Catherine Swann?" Audrey and Kim pointed their fingers toward Catherine in unison but were too afraid to speak. The scene before them was indeed quite daunting. Catherine slowly stood up, raised her head, and directed her gaze toward the leading doctor. Although he appeared authoritative, the doctor had a rather friendly attitude toward Catherine. He took the initiative to introduce himself. "Hello, Miss Swann. I'm Rhys Parry, the director of Mercy Hospital. Allow me to have a brief introduction." After finishing, Rhys pulled out the doctor beside him, who appeared to be an

"These ships are held together by prayers and scrap metal. We can take the children, the sick, and those who can row." "Then I stay," I said, the words coming before I could think to stop them. Xander turned to me, his brow furrowed. "Sara, you're the Banker. You're the one who holds the remainder of the mercy. If you stay, you're staying in a graveyard."

“I told you. I’m a homophobe. It’s not something that changes easily. It’s fine if you’re alone, but I don’t want to see a gay couple. I’d appreciate it if you were more careful in the future.” Eric’s expression twisted strangely. It looked sad, yet somehow pleased. That eerie expression made me instinctively wary, and I tilted my head. I felt like I should run. *** A day passed quickly in the pitch-black room where not a single ray of light entered. I sensed it was about time for the man to return. I pulled the blanket over me and hid inside. The blanket smelled terrible. No, the entire room reeked. The sour stench of my urine, which I had sprayed around the empty space while he was gone, n

She mumbled. Trinity eyed her suspiciously then glanced at the book pile on the table before them. Trinity frowned a bit. “What’s this?” She asked and picked up the book on top of the book pile. The big note pad with a cover decorated with Sonic the hedgehog pictures. Her eyes moving from Trinity to the book, watched Trinity study the book with keen interest. The failure of her attempts to be more precise. She could imagine Trinity trying to read past her scribblings since she heard the depressing news from Mrs. Caitlyn this morning, trying to make some sense of it.