Mercy Series Books Novels & Stories

"It is Mercy. She left Sterling Tower twenty minutes ago. She is in the elevator cage. And boss, she is carrying a portable television, a bag of potato chips, and what appears to be a complete box set of a reality TV show called 'Love Island: Antarctica.'" Jack stared at the comms. "Mercy is three hundred and seventeen years old. How does she know about Love Island?" "She said, and I quote: Ben showed me. It is the most beautifully chaotic thing I have ever witnessed. Also the chip flavor is barbecue." Three minutes later, Mercy Sterling descended into the egg chamber carrying the most important tactical supplies in cosmic history. She set up the portable television on a flat piece of broken

I know it's a short period of time but it's real. I'm sorry Dakota, I don't run after you. I'm a jerk as usual. The asshole and jerk from the start but God still send me an angel like you to come to my life and give me an oppotunity to know what life is. Thankyou for giving me that meaning Take care of yourself. If you're sad, don't cry by yourself. I don't want a single tear got out from your eyes. You're a wonderful lady, I'm very grateful to meet you. I thank God for giving me a chance to meet you again Dakota.

Recognition, again, like the two of us were discovering a shared language without the words for it. “You can’t promise that,” she whispered. “I can promise me,” I said. “That’s all anyone can do.” Mercy appeared behind us, as if she’d stepped out of the air itself. She carried a small pouch at her hip, herbs and needles and other quiet weapons. “Stop,” she said. We stopped. Mercy crouched and pressed her palm to the ground, eyes half-lidded. The gesture looked like prayer until you watched her fingers, the way they traced patterns too deliberate to be reverent.

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He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

He quieted after a few breaths. Sometimes mercy looked like a man guarding the child of the woman who broke him.Sometimes mercy looked like keeping a boy warm when you wanted the world to burn.

Memories of us—laughter, arguments, and promises—flashed. Fear clawed at my chest, twisting into something heavier. Cold shivers ran down my spine, reigniting the guilt I’d shoved down. I’d murdered two men. The word echoed in my head, loud and suffocating. Murderer. Not a victim. Just another monster drenched in blood. I’d become exactly what I hated. “I—I’m sorry,” I apologized, retreating as a sharp cramp seized my lower abdomen. “I didn’t mean to… He wasn’t going to let me go. ‘’

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.

Similar to the individual pausing for the other person to finish up using the bathroom. The breeze is silent after the conflict. The beast moaned as it needs rest. I felt empathy for the beast that they manipulate her life within the barricade instead of enduring out beyond - they should feel ashamed. Both of us suddenly heard the screech of the gate gradually opening vertically like earlier. The tension came once more. I heard a soft to rough growl through the darkness after the gate unlocks. From the waiting - the waiting thrilled me to see whom we will fight beyond the gated cell. The waiting is over as the other beast reveals as the light pours down. It's she as well - Merinda said throu