My Saviour Novels & Stories

And I would do it again. “Like I said before, I only saved an innocent,” I said. “Is that now a crime among gods?” A low hum spread through the chamber, the sound of the Council’s displeasure. Pillars of flame rose in a perfect circle around me, and from them stepped the Elders—ten silhouettes carved from light. "Quick reminder Damian, you are a Blackthorn, Thorns don't save, Blackthorn is meant to kill. why then did you save?"

Isabella's pov I was still in a daze when Joseph walked me out of the Sky Hotel and got me seated in the back seat of the limited edition black Maybach. It wasn't until the car started that I regained my senses. In the car, I somehow felt relieved and a bit hot while smelling the pleasant strong cedar scent from Joseph. "Am I dreaming?!” “Joseph Parker, future Alpha of the Parker Pack, the strongest pack in New York, saved me?!” “Oh, my Moon Goddess!"

“Seven years ago I met with a dreadful accident which changed everything about me. I almost knocked the gates of heaven and came back because of my mom’s prayers and the money of my father. He shelled out his wealth like water, employed the best surgeons and specialists across the world and got my life ultimately resurrected. If I was born in some normal family, I wouldn't have ever come back and be talking to you at this moment. That’s why I invest a lot in charity. I help people as far as I can because life is precious. It is a gift from God.” “Is that why you saved me from drowning? Is that why you refused to fly during volatile weather? Saul looked everywhere else in the room but Sophia

Like a dare. Mateo’s disappearance is already an open wound. The missing footage makes it feel staged. He presses play again, jaw tight. “Kai Tanaka,” the recording says. “Rescue swimmer. Coast Guard. Experienced. Decorated. The face they put on a brochure when they want to prove they save lives.” Luca lets it run for another minute, then stops it. His finger hovers above the keyboard. He stares at the name on the screen like it’s a match.

Was she this hurt " he thought as he ruffled his hair . . . Lucia noticed a sport car following her at her trail and she needed no magician to tell her it was Lucien. He was acting all nice for her to forgive him so he could break her heart again. . . She stared around and when her eyes fell on the blue eyes looking at her ,she muttered "MY SAVIOUR .."she said and looked at Lucien . "How do you know am your saviour, I thought you had amnesia and you were unconscious that night "Lucien said " I can't remember anything , believe me ,who are you . Are you my friend " she asked looking at Lucien again . Lucia laughed hysterically as she remembered that day . She h

I ordered. “Stop! Listen to me. We need her. We all need her. This is about our sleuth. We are growing weaker by the day. Only she can bring us back. She is our savior. She is my savior. She is Tara’s savior. She is Adam’s savior. She is every last member’s savior.” She took a deep breath and jabbed her finger into my chest. “She is your savior, too. Just think about it.”

Savior: A person who saves someone or something from danger. Tessa A week after my run-in with the man who was called the hunter, my inside craves a little action. It was almost nine in the evening and I was still waiting for Nero. I was still getting nowhere with my wall of suspects, and I'd been spending the day lounging, watching N*****x to cross off a number from my bucket list.

“You aren’t supposed to have any of that power. How the fuck were you able to do that it’s impossible. I made sure of it.” I straightened myself up and looked her dead in the eye trying to escape from the heartache of my mothers death. “Clearly you have forgotten your own words from your journal.” Amelia let out a growl. “Oh really?” I smirked and crouched into a defensive stance. “I am the Savior.” Amelia let out a laugh. As if the Moon Goddess was listening to us, a strike of lighting hit the ground near us. Amelia looked at me with wide eyes. “Impossible.”

"Jessica was looking for a trophy. Serena was just looking for a way out." Silas blinked, a slow, mechanical movement that felt a second too long. He leaned against a server rack, his hand trembling as he gripped the frame. "Serena... right. The silver one. The Savior." He paused, a look of profound, hollow confusion crossing his face. "Remind me again, Aria. Why is she the Savior? My logs... the entries keep turning into white noise."

“And now you are here… our savior in the flesh.” Tears welled up in both their eyes as they smiled at me, and I just stood, staring blankly and confused. Me? A savior?