Praying For A Second Chance Novels & Stories

I want to live. So please… if someone was out there. If they felt pity for me… give me a second chance. I won't ask for love anymore, I won't want a family anymore. So please, give me a second chance to right my wrongs! Please!

Grace prayed in her heart hoping that this time God would answer her prayers. ****

“So?” hissed Sumico cynically and with her immensely upset fashion at the same time. “Perhaps… Perhaps… There might be a second chance for me, Sumico… I admit that I’ve been utterly wrong for all these times. But, I promise to you I’ll be a better man, be a better boyfriend and future husband to you. Would you… Would you… Would you open your heart for me once again and give me a second chance, Sumico?” Pete Jupiter now begged for a second chance.

"Eli, please you know I can't afford to pay you back. You know this, please just give me a second chance, I promise this will never happen again." He shook his head, " No, it's too late. You've made your bed now you have to lie on it. You thought you could eat your cake and have it but darling, life doesn't work that way." He pushed himself off the desk and started to walk back to his chair, I gripped his trousers and pulled him back to me. Swallowing my pride, I bowed my head, resigned to my fate. "Elijah, I'm begging you, I'm pleading with you. Give me a second chance, this will never happen again. Give me a chance to redeem myself."

But I did manage to send up a short, simple prayer. “Moon Goddess, please let this work. Give me another chance with Dillon and I promise not to squander your gift a second time.”

He had been so blind, so selfish, and now it was too late. "If only I had a second chance," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I would do things differently. I would be kinder, gentler, and more understanding. I would listen, I would care, I would love." Nicholas's mind raced with thoughts of what could have been, of what should have been. He thought about the opportunities he had missed and the chances he had squandered. "Please, God," he prayed, his voice shaking with conviction. "Give me a second chance. Let me go back in time; let me fix the mistakes I made. Let me save those I hurt; let me heal the wounds I inflicted."

I growled and banged the door of the room storming off. I Reached my study and took yet another glass of scotch my body stumbling in irritation. Where's the hell was Adrian and the bloody priestess? The goddess can not allow this to happen to me. I have come this far not to be let down by them. I fell on my knees in front of the fire and began praying to them in my language. I prayed they give her the strength to endure whatever pain she is going through and never allow whoever faster to take her life. Not again!

I started to think about why I wanted it so badly and why I had insisted so much. I took a shower and just kept thinking about how I had wasted the chance to spend the night with Casper. I had waited years to find him again. I never thought I would have the opportunity to be with him, and I still didn't, but at that moment, he desired me and wanted me, and I had the chance to be with him, to remember things and maybe even rekindle a flame. I had ruined everything. I thought about grabbing some clothes and leaving the building to go home, or going for a run in the woods, but I couldn't find anything to wear.

JACQUELINE What is it they say about second chances? And how easily we give them. Even to the ones that really don’t deserve it. But then, for the right people— —a second chance is divine. It’s an opportunity for newer possibilities and beginnings. And a chance to right one’s wrongs. To make amends and to better yourself. To build yourself or the thing that broke. A second chance is forgiveness, even if its for oneself. It’s acceptance and sometimes, the only way forward.

Maybe this one time I am going to trust this man and he won't disappoint. Everyone deserves second chances, right? ***