Novel & Cerita Save Yourself By My Darkest Days

She reached for his hand right away, her expression soft. Doug's voice shook. "I've never been as lucky as Jay. I didn't have wealthy parents. I didn't have someone like you… No wonder he's always saying everything I have now was handed to me by him. Moira… After you take my marrow, will I recover like before?" As soon as he finished, Moira shot me a sharp look. Then she turned back to Doug, her voice gentle. "You're what matters most." Their voices carried outside the operating room.

The times I talked myself off the ledge of becoming another wasted junkie, fucking her life away. He has the darkest stupid fantasies of a little girl praying for a brave hero on a big fierce dragon to come and burn down the world to save her from her prison. He has it all. It’s like having a massive microscope and blazing light shone on your deepest darkest depths and exposing them to the world. It doesn’t feel good at all.

Where I would die. Not in their camp. Not in a ritual. But here, under the dawn sky. At least I tried. My eyes closed. Far away, wolves howled. Probably rogues. Maybe the end. I wasn’t afraid anymore. Darkness came. And as it took me, I whispered to whoever might listen: “Save him. Please… save Levi.” Then everything went quiet.

She continued running and singing “….bring me to life…I’ve been living a lie…there’s nothing inside….bring me to life….Frozen inside without your touch…without your love, darling…Only you are the life among the dead…all this time, I can’t believe I couldn’t see…kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me…I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems…I’ve got to open my eyes to everything….without a thought…without a voice…without a soul….don’t let me die here….there must be something wrong, bring me to life….wake me up inside (save me)….call my name and save me from the dark (wake me up)….bid my blood to run (I can’t wake up)….before I come undone (save me)….save me from the nothing I

I don’t cry. I don’t scream. I just slide off the table, legs weak, skin marked, lips swollen. I wrap a robe around myself, walk barefoot across the glass and broken candlewax. I pick up my phone. I stare at Duncan’s name. And I do what I’m told. Come over. I need you. Because he needs to believe he can save me. And I need to believe I haven’t already been damned.

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

A wild wind stirred up the waves, and they lunged at the ship once more. I, Leah Dursley, clutched my stomach and clung firmly to my seat, too afraid to move. The storm crashed its way inside through the shattered windows. The familiar scene of chaos in front of me made me shudder involuntarily. I had been reborn, and not only that, I had been reborn at this critical moment. The security officer of Michael Yates stumbled toward me, holding the last life jacket. "Wear this, Mrs. Yates! Hurry!"

“That’s a good plan, Mia. It won’t be easy, but if you play this right, you won’t just save Emma. You’ll save yourself, too.” Determination settled in my chest. I had two days. To save Emma. To change my fate. And to finally make things right. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the neighbourhood. I stood in front of the mirror in the small bathroom of the house Apollo and I were using. My reflection was unfamiliar—Sandy, the name I had given myself, was supposed to be a fresh start. But how could I be someone new when the weight of my past clung to me so tightly?

I’d nearly taken my own life because I thought I couldn’t live without her. And when all hope was lost, when I thought I would never be the same man again, that’s when it happened. Something bizarre happened to me that saved my life and made me realize that there is a darkness in me that needs to be tamed before it takes my life. I met a strange man, this same man, in the deepest part of the woods when I was pushing Leopold past his limit, trying to get him weak enough for the rogues to kill him off. Yeah, that was my plan, I wanted to take my own life because of her. But the day I met this strange and kind man, He told me I’d been poisoned by someone so close to my heart, and unless I let h

“I have come to correct the First Dark’s mistake. To undo its betrayal. To prove that existence is suffering and nothing is superior. To erase everything and return all consciousness to the perfect peace it should never have left.” Dawn moved forward. Stood between the Second Dark and the pack. Protecting. Defending. Choosing. “You will not erase them. You will not harm them. You will not undo what I chose.” Dawn’s voice was firm. Final. “I am the First Dark. I am the original. I am the strongest. And I say existence continues. Something persists. Life is protected. Accept my choice or leave. Those are your only options.”