Save Yourself Book Novels & Stories

"We saw you on the news! Everyone’s talking about the Red Savior!" I forced my mouth into something resembling a smile and ruffled his hair. "Still kicking, kid. Don't believe everything the TV tells you. I’m out of here tomorrow." "We brought you the good stuff," a girl whispered, shoving a handful of crumpled, colorful hard candies into my palm. "The Don gave them out to celebrate the Savior. We saved the cherry ones for you. They’re the best." The sugar hit my tongue, cloyingly sweet, a stark contrast to the bitter metallic tang that had lived in my throat since the Wall. I hugged them, their small, warm bodies a brief shield against the reality waiting outside.

I placed it on my bed and went for my phone that I had left to charge since before dinner. I swiped it open and went for the GoodNovel app. I enjoy the books there very much. They pull me out of my reality into a much happier world or should I say worlds. I continued reading my favorite book yet. SAVED BY THE CEO by Ulric Efukor. I was reading the thirty-sixth chapter when my eyes captured one end of the envelope and recalling that it was given to me by Jaden for a wardrobe change, I suspected that it could contain some money. Out of the blue, I opened it but it wasn’t cash that’s in there.

"It had everything," I whispered in shock as I made a coffee. Sleep-deprived or not, there was no time to rest. With that book gone, and someone trying to kill me, I needed to find a way to protect myself and Demetri as quickly as possible. "Every page, every spell, everything in that book could be used to kill me…us."

Before I could breathe. I was alive. Barely. The ache in my chest was a sunburst of agony. I rolled onto my side with a ragged breath. “Tessa,” I rasped. Someone dropped to their knees beside me. “Still breathing, asshole,” Kira muttered. Her voice was tight - not with sarcasm this time, but fear. “She.. ?” I tried again, lifting my head. “Alive,” Kira said immediately. “But unconscious. She saved you. Blew half the fucking battlefield apart to do it.”

Before she could finish, Elijah raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. “Nonsense! There is no pretending. Sadie is your real savior!” This time, Thea became confused. “How is that possible? She’s clearly an imposter. Cassie is the one who saved me!” Elijah narrowed his eyes. “Who told you that? To protect the identity of the real donor, I never revealed who saved you. I even ordered everyone involved to keep it strictly confidential.” Thea fell silent for a moment. Under Elijah’s pressure, she finally admitted the truth.

“You’re asking the right questions. And that’s terrifying but it’s also brave as hell.” Raegan looked up, eyes glassy. “So what do I do?” Marley squeezed her hand. “I think you stop waiting for someone else to save you, and you start saving yourself.” The words hit deep. They weren’t poetic. They weren’t wrapped in metaphors. But they were true. Somewhere in Raegan’s chest, something stirred. Not just the familiar ache of being unseen but a flicker of wanting more. Of remembering that she was allowed to want more.

I brace myself. Note- I hope you’ll enjoy the book please don’t forget to subscribe and follow me. Enjoy reading. I*- author_isaiah98

I knew I could do something to save Volk, so I ran into the tent and found a little book I had with me when I got into the carriage. "What is this" I asked myself. I figured that the words were written in Latin and I needn't interpret them or know how to say at. Or it was a spell I had to say, to save Volk. I stood up abruptly to get to Volk don't but I heard a sound like a cloth being ripped. "Oh my god!" I screamed. "Please let it not be mine" I cried. I got up to find out that it was my dress. It had ripped just below my bum.

I stumbled to my car while I dug around in my purse for my car keys. “Uh miss”, the unfamiliar male voice shouted for some odd reason. I started to panic, thinking he could be a kidnapper. “L-leave me alone.” “Miss, I’m not sure you’re sober enough to drive home. I could help you.” “I-I said l-leave me alone”, I stuttered, raising my voice even louder, swinging my car keys back and forth, trying my best to hit whoever was talking before I knew it. I got dizzy which instantly made me faint. I woke up moments after to the sound of a motor of a vehicle. With my vision still blurry, I started to fear for my life, thinking I could’ve gotten kidnapped and out of no consideration. I began to attack

"Now is not the time to be weak. Don't expect help from me every time you get into trouble. Remember, once you come out and see the world for yourself, your safety and success will be your responsibility. Not mine, others, or anyone else. Now quickly move and get out of here!" Weak... Was I weak? Perhaps I was... Grandmother was right. There was no such thing as being saved by anyone. In the end, one could only survive if one learned how to protect him or her own self. No one would come to save you, so you have to save yourself.