Save Yourself Book Novels & Stories

To be honest, I can't imagine how you felt when you got home. - When I was saved, I immediately went to the Church and prayed at the icon to Jesus Christ. Then I realized that we often waste our time implementing alien ideals. I realized that I had to do something that I had previously thought impossible. That's when I wanted to write a book. - Your story is incredible, but as you told me before the interview, the miracles in your life are not over.

Amelia's voice echoed with desperation as she pleaded, "Please, no!" Harriet's eyes widened in horror, her heart skipping a beat. Without a second thought, she, Connor, and Amelia sprang up from their seats, driven by their instincts to intervene. Alpha Connor wasted no time. He transformed into his brown wolf form and charged towards the two men with unwavering determination. Amelia shot Harriet a sharp glare before mimicking her husband's actions, transforming into her white wolf form. Trembling with fear, Harriet voiced her protest, her voice shaking, "No, Ethan can't shoot Lucas. I can't bear to witness such a horrifying act." The mere thought of Ethan pulling the trigger in front of her

“I’m fine...I think? Does it make me awful that I was more worried about what was going to happen to me than what I had done?” “It makes you human. And it’s not wrong to think about yourself. Self-preservation is ingrained in our brains to be a negative thing but fuck the greater good. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; you cannot dish out slivers of yourself until there is nothing left. Being empty and hollow because you chose to give everything isn’t admirable. Take care of yourself before anyone else. Do you understand me?” Elliot squeezed my hand, “If it came down to me or you down here, you leave. You do not risk yourself to save me.” “I don’t think I can promise that.”

"Regina—" "You should've said something. Publicly." "I can't always protect you in the open." I let that sink in. He couldn't protect me. But he could hire Cassandra. Sit in meetings with her. Defend her with ease. "Then don't," I whispered. "I'll protect myself." I hung up. And for the first time in a long time, I felt clear. I was done waiting for someone to save me. I was going to save myself. But just as I slipped under my blanket, my phone buzzed again..No caller ID..I answered without thinking.

He had come to rescue me just like I did. My heart sank at the realization. The truth was obvious, I was disappointed because I wanted to see Alpha Joash and not Blake. Maybe I meant nothing to him. Maybe he wanted to save himself just like I wanted. I swallowed hard and embraced my salvation. I didn't leave my hideout and I watched as the fight became more fierce.

“And because I keep thinking if I pause, something else disappears.” Nina nods once, like she hates it but understands. “Then do it,” she says. “But be smart.” Luca exports the episode. Uploads. Checks the title one more time. THE SEA TOOK HIM, BUT SOMEONE HELPED. His hand hesitates. His stomach rolls. He clicks Publish anyway. The page refreshes. The episode is live. Luca’s hands go cold as if the room temperature drops. He flexes his fingers, then presses both palms to the desk to steady himself. For a moment he can hear his own heartbeat louder than the rain.

She quickly positioned herself before Yin and Florence, with arms spread out sideways in order to shield them from the bullets as the other women continued running towards the parking lot. Sarah knew if she didn’t do this, all their efforts would be in vain, and they would all die, but she had to take this risk since she knew how important she was to Armo, which meant the men wouldn’t shoot her.

As he pulled the middle drawer too hard, a small, pink spiral notebook slipped out from the back, tumbling onto the floorboards. It was mine. On the cover was a crooked, faded sticker of a cartoon rabbit. Dad’s hand froze mid-air. Mom’s vacant gaze slowly drifted over to it. Dad reached down and flipped open the first page. Written in large, shaky pencil strokes was a single rule: When Leo can't breathe, do not panic. Beneath the words was a crude pencil drawing I had sketched. It showed a small hand placed gently against a baby's back, sliding from top to bottom in a soft, soothing motion.

“I trust Austin with my life, even, but if anything goes wrong, anything at all, you leave immediately, you reach out to me, you save yourself. I need you to remember these three things. You leave immediately, you reach out to me, you save yourself. Do you understand?” Save myself. Leave him behind. Can I really do something like that? Can I live with myself if I ever did something like that?

I chuckled as I shook my head. His brows furrowed because like me he thought it was the book of ultimate power. "So how am I still alive than?" He asked after a second. His voice finally not as scratchy. "The book within me. You saved yourself because you realized she was being consumed by the book that was still within her." I stated with a soft smile. The whole time she was being aggressive I thought I had made her to spoiled but in the end she was lost in the book within her.