Novel & Cerita Save Yourself Book

“I will win this time. I shall rise from the ashes as victorious as I could be.” ‘And let your soul burn in hell,’ my mind countered. ‘Burning a life in your womb with you is counted as murder, merciless murder. And you think that you are saved?’ I don’t care if I am saved. As long as Tyler and the people here are saved. As I have said, day by day, I am becoming more selfless. And more self-less. I keep walking like a damsel in distress, though I hope a knight in shining armor will never sniff me in this not-so-dim forest. The bag that bears a liter of gasoline, match, lighter and torch are masked like a picnic bag.

A life where I can love you right from the start, with nothing to hold me back. I sighed. And I lit the letter on fire. I watched the ash drift away. Let’s hope, in the next life, I thought, you finally learn to know your own heart.

He died saving me. Now I have 30 days to make him love me... or watch him die again."Aria Blake lost everything the night her Alpha mate, Damon Voss, pushed her out of a truck's path and died in her arms. His last words still burn in her soul: _"You are mine. Always."_But fate gave her one cruel chance. A mysterious locket sent her back 10 years... to the day she first met Damon. Now she's 16 again. And he doesn't remember her. Doesn't want her. "You're not my mate, girl. I don't do destiny." His golden eyes are cold. His heart is stone.The locket is ticking: *30:00:00* 30 days. If Damon doesn't fall in love with her before the countdown ends, she'll be sent back to his deathbed... and he'll

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“You just have to save yourself from these people.” I froze completely. A survival game?

she said firmly. I swallowed hard. “It’s going to feel that way.” “I know. But saving doesn’t always look like hugging. Sometimes saving means staying where it hurts so you don’t set off a trap.” That phrase stuck with me. Because it was the exact opposite of everything Maxon had taught me. He had turned my love into a button. If I pressed it, I obeyed. Selene was telling me that loving could also mean resisting the button. We set off in silence.

I don’t have the strength to move. He must have noticed it because he says, “The rebels must have done something bad to you, and I’m so sorry. We will find them and make them face justice—” “They didn’t do anything wrong!” I abruptly break the hug. “They saved me and they took me in. They would never use me as a ransom. Where are they, huh? Where did you all hide them?” Uncle Osman sighs. “That, I do not know, my dear. But why—”

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."

turns out she survived and he’s making sure she gets help and vehicular manslaughter. if i was there id stop that second option she lost a child and was deceived by a heartless jackass. If i was in her shoes and never told no I would probably end up the same. I continued to ponder and think watching friends and family come and go listening to their stories and how their talking to me mom taking over my business temporarily with Jasah’s help i finally came to the decision the last day of the month and decided to do my best to save the realms. when i told Amelia my decision the next two months or years depending on which timeline you want to go by flew by like and breeze and before you knew it

I bit my lip to stop a cry and furrowed my eyebrows extra-tight together. All their voices blurred as one and I couldn't tell how close we were to the new year. I didn't care, either. "Reniella De Vega!" The name shot through my thoughts and I sighed out in relief. Arlo had come to save me, finally. I needed her. My teeth began to chatter and I was physically trembling now while my lungs threatened to collapse.