Save Me Series Mona Kasten Novels & Stories

Maybe even 2 chapters on each of the days. The new schedule going forward will be Monday/Wednesday/Friday. This way I can also work on the sequel for Susi. Keep an eye out for: Save Me, My Beta, My Mate Andddd........ Dun dun duuuunnnnnnn: Save Me, My Warlock (I can't spill the beans on who this one is about but if you are this far in the story you can probably assume)

"Lord! Save me! I can't have sex with Jayden! I prayed. My heart raced so fast. I was really scared. Was I really going to have sex with Jayden? That will be betraying Donald and Cynthia's trust. I can't succumb to Jayden no matter how much he tried. I gathered my strength and pushed Jayden away. Jayden fell back, bumping into the wall, dazed... Jayden collapsed to the floor. "Jayden!!! I screamed and rushed over to him I knelt before him, shaking in fear as panic has gripped every inch of my body. "Is...is...he...dead? Jay... Jayden..." I called out to him softly, shaking his unconscious body, hoping he wakes up immediately. "What have I done, Mona?

The teacher smiled nicely at me after she looked through the file. "I am Miss Eren, Your class teacher and I would like you to introduce yourself to the class Ravenna" I nodded nervously and I turned to face the class. "I am Ravenna Bale. I am a transfer student from Cresentvale.. and.." "A transfer student? It doesn't look like it. I heard you were a maid who got rejected and now you somehow managed to trick our Alpha king who would soon get tired of you and toss you away like trash when he's done with you" A girl said from the back and the rest of the class laughed.

Allison I was busy helping the omega in preparing our breakfast when my Mom, the Luna called my name. "Ally, come here" she called. "Just a second, mom" I replied in a loud voice. I am cooking pancakes, bacon and eggs, and sausage for breakfast. "Go on, Ally" we can take care of this, one of the omega said."It seems that the Luna will tell you something important" the omega added. "Okay, Thank you" I replied and smiled at her. I wash my hands and dried them with a clean towel.

Because last time—when Salvatore got to her, when she nearly died strapped to a chair, bruised and cut and terrified—I wasn’t there. This time, I would be. Even if it meant lying. Even if it meant locking her out of everything. I looked back at Mona. “Where is she staying?” “Des?” she asked. “The Coral House. On the west cliff.” Figures. Exclusive. Hidden. Controlled. “Anyone with her?” “Two men,” Mona said. “One I don’t know. The other...” “What?” “Used to run numbers in Madrid. Got kicked out for something nasty.”

It was as if the walls themselves were hiding secrets, whispering them to me just beyond the edge of my hearing. My exploration brought me to the kitchen. Warmth and mouth-watering aromas enveloped me as I entered the room, and I found myself face-to-face with the kind-hearted, elderly cook, Martha. Her gray hair was neatly tied back, and her wrinkled face beamed with pride as she stirred a bubbling pot on the stove. A young maid, Clara, stood nearby, her expression serious and her lips pressed into a thin line. They were both heads together, whispering something to each other in hushed tones, but stopped immediately when they saw me.

Welcome ma'am" Rubby greeted as she walked inside, she was not surprised to see him knowing who has sent him here,he was here to keep watch over her. " Thank you" she replied and walked to her seat, everything was already ready and it was time to start the interview, every single person was glued to the screen. A good show was about to start. " Hello Mrs Teresa Martins' ' the interviewer greeted politely. He was a man in his mid thirties and looked really handsome in his blue suit, his name was Monroe and he was a member of the blue house. The highest broadcast house in New York and its environs, she purposely chose this one because she wanted the impact to be high.

Alpha Carter muttered as he cheered his best friend. Bastian could just reflect and imagined if he didn't follow his instinct about Margie, he could have lost her. "Thank you, Moon Goddess. Because of your blessings, I'm able to save her for another time. I know she is now under your care, but please let her feel the eternal happiness after the storm hits her so hard," Bastian uttered a prayer towards Margie who was still taken care by the nurses and the specialized doctor. TO BE CONTINUED..

Her hands were firm yet tender, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to feel a semblance of comfort. "You know, Selena," Marta began, her voice low and soothing, "this isn't what it seems." I met her gaze in the mirror, skepticism etched into my features. "The Don is not a monster," she said, continuing to brush my hair. "He is a man of honor, and he will protect you as if you were his own blood." I remained silent, unsure if I wanted to believe her.

"Mrs. Davidson, you left your child alone so you could go get cosmetic procedures done and then falsely accused the person who saved him. Do you have any conscience at all?" "Mr. Davidson, you paid to get a false testimony and tried to bury the truth. How do you justify this?" The live stream chat flipped instantly, flooding the screen with messages. "A vile woman and scum—they're made for each other!" "She left her own son locked in a car for cosmetic procedures and even attacked the person who rescued him. That's unforgivable!" "Let's boycott Steelmark Construction! A company run by people like this should be shut down!" Layla collapsed to the ground, clutching her head and screaming, "Sto