Mercy Series Books Novels & Stories

So Chris pulled him by the hand, breaking out of his lethargy and then they both dissolved into the fog. - It's finally over.- Meredith breathed with a huge relief. - They'll come back here soon to end their mission.- Damon spoke up. - We'll be ready. And you, I guess, weren't supposed to come back.- Meredith turned to him coldly. - Aunt, he saved me.- Selene stood up for him. - He killed your mother.- Meredith said through her teeth. - Yes, but in return he saved my life. And this is the second time already. In my opinion, Damon redeemed his crime.- Selene replied stubbornly.

Lucy POV Sometimes, in our life, we do the things we didn't wish to do. Sometimes, we tend to hurt our friends, loved ones, and even the person closest to our hearts. Sometimes, we didn't know that we almost forgot to put our deepest gratitude to the one highest to us, our protector, and our maker, the Almighty God. Sometimes, we seek revenge on those who hurt us, and sometimes we didn't resent the thing we do wrong but are you happy living like that?

Grace cut her off firmly. Mercy swallowed hard. Her gaze slid back to the triplets, lingering on Adan. He was busy on his phone, but as if sensing her stare, his frown deepened. His cold eyes suddenly lifted and locked onto hers. Mercy’s heart skipped a beat. She snapped her head away quickly and typed a message to her team with trembling fingers: “A big problem may be coming for both the businesses and the mafia worlds.” Then she scrolled down and sent another text to a different contact.

Mercy says from the other end of the line. Mercy transferred from our Ohio Chapter to stay here in Kanla a few weeks before we met Beggar, it only became official two months ago. She used to be a special ops informant until her twin died four years ago after she got the wrong Intel and sixteen people dead. I call it bad judgment, our superiors said it wasn't her fault, but one thing I've always known about Mercy was that she never believed in bullshit. And we both knew it was her fault and when she asked me I told her.

Kendrick rushed forward. “Sir.” Another punch landed. “Sir!” Kendrick grabbed his arm. “That’s enough.” Aurelian’s chest rose and fell heavily. His eyes were wild. He looked down at Cane, who lay bleeding and groaning. Then he turned. Mercy was trying to sit up. Her lip was cut. Her cheek is red. Something inside him broke. He moved toward her immediately. He was gentle and careful He crouched. “Mercy.” His voice softened instantly. She looked up at him with shock and relief. Emotion flooded her eyes. And without a word, he lifted her into his arms.

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.”

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For three long years, Seraphina "Sera" Vance stuck in a cold contract marriage to New York real estate titan Lucian Vance. Subjected to the public cruelty of his elite family and forced to watch him take care of his sick childhood first love, Seraphina was stripped of her dignity, her freedom, and finally her blood forced to sign divorce papers and undergo a forced bone marrow donation. But when her offshore yacht detonated in the coastal waters of Florida, Seraphina let the world believe that she died in the fire. Two years later, Lucian is a drunk, empty shell of a man, shattered by the horrific truth: his beloved sweetheart framed Seraphina for every scandal. Drowning in gut-wrenching re

Red welts marked where her nails had dug in—small, crescent-shaped, already darkening. I pressed my fingers over them gently. So this was what mercy looked like. Not kindness. Not forgiveness. Just pain delivered quietly—where no one else would ever see it. And Sebastian… He had believed her. Because she was smiling. And I was human. ---

“We misled Mercy into the belief that the supernatural were not edible, and they taste differently enough to be off putting, which is why those that are stray do target humans and not supernatural, however, meat is meat, ultimately.” “I am afraid that the early days of this condition and his own guilt have somewhat… disturbed Leighton’s thinking,” she picked up the second cup and took a sip. “He has never recovered from that first time… And I cannot blame him for that. It has taken me a very long time to come to terms with it myself. However, this flood has exposed many of the flaws in our lives, not the least that Mercy is very, very unhappy. As is understandable. She is a young woman who h