Salvation Short Story Novels & Stories

He seemed smaller somehow, and his whole demeanor was timid. He couldn't even bring himself to look at me. Ignoring Eliana's cries, he grabbed her hand and dragged her away. … I'd just given birth when I heard from Keanu again. Micah was the one who told me he'd become a priest. Eliana and the other two stayed at the church for three months, yet they couldn't change his mind. … Years later, I ran into Eliana again at a banquet. She was being yanked by the hair by a middle-aged socialite. "You slut! How dare you seduce my husband?"

And at once, I was unable to say who was real and who was not. I said that I was rescuing them. but in some cases, the salvation was initiated by a lie, and finished by a mirror that no longer reacted.

They start to look more and more horrified as I discuss my childhood. “Isn’t…..wasn’t your father the former Alpha of that pack, Derek Williams?” I look at Elder Roberts and nod. “So you are the heir, yet you were treated like that?” I don’t really have an answer for that, but I imagine that they weren’t expecting one. “What brought you here?” I look around the room before launching into that story. From meeting Zahara in high school to realizing we were mates, to that night that Zahra saw me and saved my life. Upon hearing this, many growls erupt throughout the room and Zahara’s hand tightens around mine.

But for Dak, it had been enough to keep his mind wandering. Ellie was sitting next to him, one of her new friends and the woman’s husband on the other side, and they were all captivated by the sermon. Who wouldn’t be this time of year? The story of how God sent his son to Earth as a tiny baby who would save the world was one of the best stories in the Bible. Dak tried to keep his eyes on the pastor, even if his mind wouldn’t stay there.

I started to look between the books, the one I was seeking was about mates, the goddess gave them to us, two halves of a whole soul but sometimes one half can go bad. Reading through I found out more about this topic, if your other half is a rotten apple. I closed the book with anger and frustration, I would not allow her to do that, I'll do anything to save my friend. I called most of the younger generation, everyone but Eden, she needs to stay away from what we're about to do, it's dangerous, it's reckless but it's the only way to save my friend. The said friend who's in the clinic room, with oxygen mask to help him breath, Doctor Leah said it's just stress, but now I know better.

Earlier tonight, after I’d saved the little girl, she had returned with two men who unlocked the storage room and pulled me out. Japheth Williams and Seth Williams, the two famous brothers of Williams Film Productions, had stood before me as I struggled to get up. The little girl I had saved happened to be their family. Everyone in the city knew Japheth Williams was disabled, but I couldn’t tell which of the brothers had stood before me. They kept their identities hidden so carefully that only their names were known. “I saved Angel because she was an adorable girl I couldn’t ignore,” I remembered telling them when they asked what reward I wanted.

I spat out a mouthful of blood and winced as I turned my head toward the passenger seat. Upon seeing Keaton Rourke wedged between the airbag and the seat, I ground out, "You disabled the airbag, didn't you?" He looked at me like he wanted me dead. He ignored my question, raised an eyebrow, and smirked. "Hate to break it to you, but even with you bleeding out, Teresa will still come to me first." I hunched over in pain, clutching my stomach with both hands. My vision was blurring, and I could barely keep my eyes open, but I still had to defend Teresa Bellamy. "She is my wife. There is no way she would save you before me."

"My, oh my, in what corner of the world do we find ourselves?" Savannah's voice escaped her lips in a low murmur as her eyes darted across the surroundings. She was sure she was going to die that night, but thankfully, help arrived in the form of a mysterious stranger. Little did she anticipate that the very person she had once kicked and punched would be the one to come to her rescue. Gratitude welled up within her, despite the harrowing brush with death that ensued when the relentless waves crashed upon them. With a heart brimming with gratitude, the woman awakens from her slumber, her soul infused with a renewed sense of hope.

Penelope The car ride here wasn't too long, thankfully. Time flies when I'm with Donovan as we're constantly telling one another stories and new things we haven't learned yet. My favorite story during the car ride is when his sister told him that they could turn into wolves sooner if they just believed. So, the two of them for an entire day crawled around on all fours, howling or barking at people. I swear, things can't get better than being with Donovan Stone

the taller one asked, dropping his can. “I need help. We got lost… camping. Some guy tried to.. Can you drive us to town?” They looked at each other. The shorter one nodded. “Yeah, yeah. Jesus. What the hell happened to you?” “Long story.” Mira stepped out behind me, limping. “She saved me. Please, we just need a ride.” “Get in the back,” the tall one said. “We’ll take you to Linden Creek. There's a clinic there.” I didn’t wait. I climbed into the truck bed and hauled Mira up beside me. It stank of fish and gasoline, but I didn’t care. The engine rattled to life.