Salvation Short Story Novels & Stories

The sound of the party still echoed through the ground and Deshawn's honey-brown eyes were wide with anticipation as he waited for Death to say something else. The night that Deshawn's ghost form disappeared and Reniella De Vega made her wish, Death saw something shift. It shifted within Reniella and it shifted within the world that he walked. Her anguish was enough to break all promises he'd made to the boundaries and it was enough to allow her mother and Deshawn to be saved together in the same universe.

"I don't know the answer to that question, but I know that everything makes sense, and even the most senseless death, as it seems to us. - Tell us about the circumstances of your rescue. "Then the new day didn't Bode well. But each new day became more meaningful after the meeting with God and my salvation. Long before this day of salvation, I had dared to do a senseless and crazy thing, as it may seem at first glance - I simply tore off a piece of clothing, wrote on it the approximate coordinates of my location, tied it to a branch and threw it into the ocean. Then, on this new and happy day, I saw a plane coming towards me on the horizon. I quickly lit a signal fire, and now I'm here with y

“Maybe I would have spared his life. He was stupid enough to jump down from the highest building in the whole world. A pity his bones were never found to be buried.” I frowned and went back to my food, my eyes blurry with tears. I shouldn’t have started a conversation I was not ready to complete. Eighteen years later and I could still see the lightning that flashed that night as Salvador jumped down from the window. I could still see the pained look on the face of Alpha Michael as he choked on his own blood, and I could see his wife wasting away on the floor, her insides being eaten out by the most dangerous poison in the whole of the pack.

Cameron explained, his voice gentle. I remember now. The fight, the blood, and the untold pain that ripped through me when I felt my shoulder being violently dislocated from its socket. I had fought back with every ounce of my strength, but it proved to be insufficient. I had fallen, ready to surrender, and was surrounded by those savages. I believed death was imminent. Yet, it wasn’t. Salvation came from an unexpected source—my mates. “Thank you,” I whispered, a surge of gratitude and love overwhelming me.

“You’ve saved the lives of many. Because of that…we are in your debt.” “Oh, no… You don’t owe me anything,” I said with a nervous laugh, waving them off. “I do it because it’s the right thing to do.” “Our village Seer had told us that our savior would be coming soon,” one of the girls said as she stepped closer to me. “She said that we would all soon be saved and that a woman would be the one who achieves it. Most men didn’t believe it… But we always did.” “And now you are here… our savior in the flesh.”

Uncle Max lowered his head and sighed. "What is salvation?" I asked. "Perer," Uncle Max said softly. "Salvation is the process of being saved. It is the process of being saved from eternal damnation. Hell!" "So, if I die now, I am going straight to hell?" "I can't answer that, Perer." "But I need an answer for me to know where I am heading to when I die," I insisted. "You are going straight to hell," Uncle Max answered. "Can I still be saved, Uncle Max?"

I mean he was really, extremely handsome when looking aside his terrible persona. Also realizing our awkward position he glanced at me before pulling away. I redirected myself in a sitting position and he instructed the driver to drive. I sat there and looked out the window. I couldn't see my mother or father. All I heard were terrible screams coming from inside the house. "Mom, dad, Mia?" I mumbled as I curled up on my seat and started sobbing. This was the worst day of my life. To just lose all the people close to me in one day. Who knows what terrible things he was planning on doing to me next. I couldn't stop crying. I was really cursed. Every bad thing just had to come for me. First the

He had fallen right into Mae's trap and, without realizing it, killed my younger sister. "Damn it. So, it was you, Mae!" His eyes became bloodshot. Hatred boiled inside him as he stormed back to his territory and burst into Mae's room. "You bitch, how—" Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed our pups lying on the floor, barely breathing. He hurried over to check on them, only to discover that half of Naveah's face had been corroded by wolfsbane, exposing the bones underneath. Caspian was in even worse shape; his mouth was nothing but blood and ruin, and his tongue was nowhere to be seen.

And I craved him. I looked down at my swollen belly, running my hands over the small bump. You are my salvation, I thought, feeling the tiny life inside. And you are my damnation. I finished the eggs, swallowed the vitamin, and lay back against the silk sheets. The penthouse was silent, cold, and beautiful. I had been saved from the gutter. But as the hours crawled by, and the daylight turned to dusk, I realized I was just waiting for the monster to come home and claim me.

So I excused myself by coming to the alley to get some fresh air. That’s when I heard someone calling for help, usually I would leave it as it is, but seeing that girl after one week again woke something in me again. I totally forgot about her after all that chaos. I stood there as she asked for help, but when I saw her eyes wet with tears, I remember that moment where I made a blunt promise to her that no one was going to hurt her. So without questioning myself, I saved her. "Don!! Where to?" asked the man sitting in the driver seat. I can’t take her to the hotel or the mansion. My condo was the last alternative my brain was suggesting to me. I sighed, motioning him to go to the condo.