Pardon Novels & Stories

He quickly turned to me and stepped forward to grab my shoulders, “you don’t have to choose. It’s nothing for me to help you. And my offer still stands. If you can’t offer me any other compensation…. I will be happy with anything. Please just give me a chance.” I bit my lip. His eyes were pleading, desperate, and sincere. After a few moments of thought, I slowly nodded, “I will go out with you. You don’t have to buy my tuition.” “Really?” He looked relieved and pulled me into a tight hug. “I want to do it for you. Pay me back… however you want.” ~ Present Day It was that deal that Jacob had quoted when I caught him at the bar. My forgiveness repaid my debt. My suffering was compensation.

Forgive me for being AWOL. Xoxo, Jidderh 😘

Hope this works in my favor. *******

My meek voice changed the subject. “It’s a thing called a pardon.” “A pardon?” I frowned. “Yes,” Giovanni smiled at my expression. “It’s where the leader of a family grants you permission to leave them.” “Just like that?” There was a long pause, Giovanni was considering his words. “There are conditions to follow.” My stomach churned at his words. I had no idea what he was about to say but something was telling me that it wasn’t good. “Like what?” I croaked, fear and anxiety fell through the gaps in my words.

“It’s not a big deal, “ I try to convince, but there was no way I was getting out of this unscathed. “ It really is, “ she pauses, “ You vampires think that you’ll never get punished for anything, but you will, “ she says sticking her finger at my chest. I easily push her away. She throws me another one of her disgusted gazes. “ Sorry, “ I reluctantly apologize, “ I’ll talk to my clan about it, “ “ Good, “ she smiles. Was that all I had to do for her to smile? I don’t think I’d ever seen her smile even when she was a pup, but it was a truly remarkable smile. I’d seen a lot of women smile, but none like hers.

But right now, I can't read a thing on his face. I contemplated whether I should let him in or not for a while but eventually gives in. I break the silence. "Come in." He followed me inside but he didn't say a word and we both stare at each other. It was starting to get awkward so I speak again. "Why are you here?" "About yesterday, I apologise for my mom's behaviour." "Is that why you are here?" "I know what she did was wrong so here I am, apologizing on her behalf."

Please forgive them) "Le mot Pardonner n'est pas dans mon dictionnaire, officier. Aujourd'hui était un jour spécial pour moi et ils l'ont gâché. Ils doivent être punis pour ça," Killian remarked in a calm but evil tone while standing just a step away from the officer. He was three or four inches taller than the sheriff who seemed to be in his mid-forties. (The word Forgive is not in my dictionary, officer. Today was a special day for me and your sidekicks ruined it. They got to be punished for that.)

Ignoring everything. Not again. right?

The compassion in his voice felt like a heavy caress, dangerously close to what she craved. “For your penance, I want you to spend some time tomorrow thinking of your colleague. Find three good qualities about her—three things you genuinely admire. And then, I want you to thank her for one of them. Not for the work, but for the person. Can you do that?” “Yes, Father. I can.” “Then go in peace, my child. And may God, who is gentle and compassionate, grant you pardon and peace.” “Amen.”