Saved By The Bell 80's Novels & Stories

“We’ll see how long you can keep Brad entertained. He’ll be back.” “Find yourself a sugar daddy and move on Brea.” “I’m not here to fight with you. I’m here to deliver a message.” “Message? From who?” Brea held out the phone. I frowned at it. “You might want to answer it.” Brea grinned. I snatched the phone and hesitantly held it to my ear. “Hello?” “Hi there, sister.”

Sunlight spilled through the expansive windows, washing the room in warmth. This…this wasn’t hell, was it? I didn’t know where I was but this…just couldn’t be hell. A memory flashed through my head, of the Mister pulling me back from the bridge. He had stopped me from jumping? That meant I was still alive? Damn it! It was fucking hard for me to summon the courage to kill myself. Now I have to start the ‘courage summoning’ from scratch! Why did he save me?! How did he even…know where to find me?

Please… I don't want to be carved out alive again! Hearing "carved out alive", my hand trembled, and I dialed Silas' number. The instant the call connected, I blurted out, "You have half an hour. Get to my house!"

I, too, was very pleased with someone as handsome and outstanding as him. Harper felt the same way about Dylan, who clearly liked her. We both carefully picked out gifts for Leopold and Dylan. Both of us looked forward to our first meeting the next day. The following morning, Harper and I were fully dressed and were holding our gifts, just about to head out, when the doorbell rang. The moment the housekeeper opened the door, Murray and Craig barged in. They were stunned when they saw that Harper and I were all dressed up. “How did you two know about the important banquet tonight?”

What is your mission in my territory," I asked "We were sent to rescue some of your prisoners." One of the men said, his name was Sean. "We have lots of prisoners, be specific," I replied "The scientist." He muttered "Just him or do you plan on rescuing all the other human prisoners we have here," Mark asked. "We don't care about anyone else aside from the scientist. We were paid a large sum of money to rescue him, the others can die and rot here with the rest of you." The asshole muttered, even though he was chained hands and feet he was still an arrogant brat.

I let out a yell of surprise, covering my mouth as Chris' eyes looked at me before they snapped back to the person at the door. "You laid your hands on her again!" his voice boomed through the house in an accusatory tone. Davis. "Who do you think you just hit?!" Chris snapped, standing back up and eyeing Davis down. "Lisa!" I heard Davis call me, not having spotted me yet. I pulled the door open more, immediately feeling safe as I laid eyes on him. "Davis," I cried his name out as the emotions flooded out of me through my eyes. He came to save me.

"Professor Reed, your phone has been ringing for quite a while. Would you like me to answer it for you?" My student spoke while handing me my phone. Only then did I come back to reality, softly thanking her. The caller was Allison, and I answered immediately. "Julian, today is Sophia's thirty-third birthday. Why don't you join us for dinner?" When I heard the word ‘thirty-third’, my heart instinctively tightened, but I quickly realized it was a success that Sophia had escaped death. I breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile, "Of course I'll be there!"

Team B is loading up and heading to the border to do a snatch and rescue of some girls who were taken against their will and sold into the sex trafficking ring. Their ages range from 15 to 18. Their intel told them there are a total of eight young girls. And they have a narrow window to rescue them before they leave the country and lost forever.

I glanced at the screen, but the number was hidden. " I am sure it is what we are waiting for," Adam pointed to my phone. I picked it up and put it on speaker. " Hello." " We have your woman. If you want to see her again, bring thirty million in a bag, and leave it in the bin at the park entrance. Do not call the police, or she will die." The voice on the other side was muffled or changed. I watched enough action movies to know how it works. " When do you want the money?" I asked quickly. I did not care how much they wanted as long as Millie was safe.

For over an hour now, I had been pressing that bell, yet none of them showed up. I glanced at my phone to check the time. It was barely 9 pm. Meaning I had returned around eight. I would have been home much earlier, but I had given the little girl all the money I had on me to buy herself some sweets after dropping her out of the storage room through that tiny window. It had been an excruciating task, one that left me with bruises and an ugly cut on my arm. But because the girl was safe, I didn’t mind the pain.