Pemeran Save Me Novels & Stories

I press play, getting under the blanket. “I’m switching it” Luke grabs the remote from my hand. “Y’all are no fun” I whine, grabbing the popcorn bowls, refilling them. “Here” I hand them the bowls, sitting on the love seat again. They throw on some Marvel movie, gushing about how good it is. I huff, grabbing my phone and sending a text to Daniel. {D-Daniel K-Kisses} K:Come save me. D:What happened? Are you okay?

I press play, getting under the blanket. “I’m switching it” Luke grabs the remote from my hand. “Y’all are no fun” I whine, grabbing the popcorn bowls, refilling them. “Here” I hand them the bowls, sitting on the love seat again. They throw on some Marvel movie, gushing about how good it is. I huff, grabbing my phone and sending a text to Daniel. {D-Daniel K-Kisses} K:Come save me. D:What happened? Are you okay?

Before I could breathe. I was alive. Barely. The ache in my chest was a sunburst of agony. I rolled onto my side with a ragged breath. “Tessa,” I rasped. Someone dropped to their knees beside me. “Still breathing, asshole,” Kira muttered. Her voice was tight - not with sarcasm this time, but fear. “She.. ?” I tried again, lifting my head. “Alive,” Kira said immediately. “But unconscious. She saved you. Blew half the fucking battlefield apart to do it.”

Every time she was in his arms, in his bed, on his couch, in the study, she'd pinch herself over and over just to make sure she was not dreaming. But very soon, that dream would have to come to an end. "Nat, are you okay?" Mark asked. "I'm peachy!" she replied with a dazzling smile. "I never got a chance to thank you for bringing Colleen back," he said seriously as he gave her a bear hug. "So thank you. I know you came to Rock Union to save Jamie. But I think you saved all of us from a nightmare we never thought would end. You saved me. You saved Levi, but most of all, you saved Colleen."

The day before the list of names for guaranteed university admission was announced, a synced note I shared with Bryce Joller for three years suddenly showed a reminder: [Operation: Save Lara Lane] I stared at it for a long moment before tapping on it. [1st: Give Nelly Seagel's spot to Lara.] [2nd: Go to the city where Lara's university is, take care of her, and let her join Joller Group when she graduates.] [3rd: After witnessing Lara get married, marry Nelly.] I stared at those three lines for a long time, unable to believe it. Bryce hated homewreckers the most because his mother was driven to death by one. Thus, over the years, he stayed up late studying with me, shielded me from my

Her face couldn't be seen. Only one detail was clear. Around her neck hung a familiar silver necklace. The same design Aria used to wear. Margaret watched Damien's expression carefully. "I think," she said quietly, "you're asking the wrong questions." Damien looked up. "What do you mean?" "Instead of asking who saved you..." She tapped the photograph. "...ask who needed everyone to believe it wasn't Aria." Damien lowered his eyes to the photograph again. Outside, thunder rolled across the city.

The veins on his temples bulged against his pale face as he continued to scream, “She’s not dead! Do you hear me? I’m a doctor. I can save her! She wouldn’t just die like this!” Hudson’s voice carried a note of stubbornness, as if he refused to accept reality. With a jerk of his arm, he shoved Dr. Brown’s hand away and barked at the other medical staff standing behind him. “She’s not dead because I say she’s not dead! Continue resuscitation! Get the epinephrine and the defibrillator ready! Move! What are you all just standing there for?” After that, he ignored everyone else. He lowered his head again and began pumping my chest with even greater force.

No matter how hard she searched, she could not find that familiar figure. Distraught, she stumbled up to a police officer and shakily asked, "Among the victims…is there a man named Nathan Wilde?" The officer replied coldly, "No. We do have someone by the Wilde surname, but that person is a woman. "If there's nothing else, please leave immediately and stop interfering with our work." Those words were like a beam of light, cutting through the darkness in Rowena's heart. Overjoyed, she hurried back home as fast as she could.

he announced. Casey smiled at him. "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you Sir Juan Miguel Fuentes." "Same with you, Casey. I'm very pleased to meet you today." "Thank you for helping me, Sir Juan Miguel," she said, thanking him for helping her. He smiled. "You're welcome, Casey. Can I have your cell phone number?" "Sure, sir..." Casey gave her cell phone number to him. Sir Juan Miguel gave his cell phone number too. She saved it immediately to her phone contact.

I asked, voice barely a whisper, trembling with guilt. I wanted him to shake his head. I wanted him to lie. But instead, his expression darkened. His hand clenched, and that was all the answer I needed. “Why?” I whispered again, already overwhelmed by the weight of it all. “Why did you save me?” I didn’t expect a response. I knew he couldn’t speak. I didn’t even know why I asked. But then… something I never expected happened. The corner of his lips tugged upward, just slightly. His cold expression softened — cracked. He was smiling.