Rescued For Life Novels & Stories

I heard them say to me, before I fell asleep, enjoying the feeling of finally belonging somewhere, of being rescued. The END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love, Cinderella.

I pulled out my phone to snap a cute pic of them, but then—breaking news. Cassie had tracked Luke down. Scissors in hand, demanding he marry her. He said no. They fought on the stairs. Both fell. Cassie died instantly—stabbed by her own blade. Luke survived, but barely. Now he's in a vegetative state. The headline sent a chill through me. They destroyed each other. Me? I was swimming in love—and more money than I could ever spend. I'd never been happier.

And my wrath he will taste. As early as now, I feel like my stay here has been worthwhile. Not just my stay, but my coming here too. I am not just saving my sister from this monster, but the lives of more than a hundred innocent girls. Innocent people who could have been so far in life if only they didn't fall into Ejay's hands. I am glad that I will help them get out of here alive. Maybe I was the destined hope and savior they had been praying for? Maybe! God, please help us succeed this time around. Amen!

The sounds of sirens became audible, and the only thing Ameira could hear was her loud heartbeats staring intently at Aleja with his eyes begging. AMEIRA sat silently in the waiting area outside Dainiel room where she was confined. Yes, the woman was saved because the rescue team arrived on time. They saved her by using a rescue air cushion before she could fall. They already set it up. Honestly, Ameira saw that coming and she plans to jump too, however that man named Aleja just ruined everything.

Chapter twenty nine MICHAEL POV "What do you mean by that?" I asked, stepping a bit closer to Drew. "I know what I said Michael, I won't help you rescue her," Drew answered. "Why Drew, for fuck sake, why," I yelled. "Isn't it obvious, why would I bring her to be used by you, what's the point of rescuing her, if you are still going to treat her badly," he yelled back. "It seems you forgot, that she too was ignoring me before she got kidnapped, she should count it lucky I want to rescue her.

“But alive. Thanks to you. So I’m not complaining.” The freed prisoners clustered near the door. Uncertain. Not knowing if they were welcome. If this place were safe. If anywhere was safe anymore. “You’re all welcome here,” I announced. Loud enough for everyone to hear. “For as long as you need. We’ll find you permanent homes. Reunite you with families if possible. But for now, you’re under pack protection. Under my protection.” They relaxed slightly. Some crying. Some nodding. All grateful to have somewhere to go. Somewhere to belong.

Plus, with the Drummonds' payout, I had financial freedom locked down. Now, I'll live carrying my grandparents' hopes—finally living a life that's mine.

For the first time, his expression softened—not with sympathy, but with consideration. “You’re right, Apollo. Forgiveness does count.” He looked at me intently. “Mia Walgreen, you have two days—two days only—to go back to the most critical moment in your life. How you use that time is up to you. No one will recognize you. You will be a free agent in the universe, with the blessing of God Almighty and His court.” Before I could fully grasp his words, Ivery raised his gavel and struck it against the desk.

In the end, survival belonged to those with clear minds and iron wills. I returned to the newly renovated Carlisle residence. The fire had burned away the old decay. Now, the place was full of life. I filled the courtyard with my grandfather's favorite flowers and plants. … One day, I received a letter from the prison. It was written by Sienna.

My grandmother patted my shoulder, soothing me. "Nightmares always end." I nodded. Not everyone gets a second chance at life. But everyone has the chance to wake up from a nightmare. If you ever feel trapped in one, you must wake up and save yourself—no matter how many times it takes.