Saved By The Bell Novels & Stories

So I excused myself by coming to the alley to get some fresh air. That’s when I heard someone calling for help, usually I would leave it as it is, but seeing that girl after one week again woke something in me again. I totally forgot about her after all that chaos. I stood there as she asked for help, but when I saw her eyes wet with tears, I remember that moment where I made a blunt promise to her that no one was going to hurt her. So without questioning myself, I saved her. "Don!! Where to?" asked the man sitting in the driver seat. I can’t take her to the hotel or the mansion. My condo was the last alternative my brain was suggesting to me. I sighed, motioning him to go to the condo.

Allen Peterson suddenly speechless, this snow sunny most often said a word is to let her father clean up others, this big miss temper but always can't change ah! When driving back,Belladidn't know what she thought. She looked at Allen Peterson with gratitude, "Allen Peterson, thank you very much today, you saved my life!" "Nothing, but even if they arrest you, they won't kill you. At best, they will use you as a bargaining chip to blackmail your father!" Allen Peterson casual way. "Anyway, you saved me, and I owe you a big favor!"Bellasaid seriously. Allen Peterson smiled and opened the window wider. The howLetiswind outside blew his hair. At this moment, Allen Peterson looked more handsome

Belladonna helped to fill the trolley up. "Then they call themselves a silly name." One blurted in anger. "Ah, yes. Stupid!" Big Cook said, his voice deep, sounding more mature than his physique. "What did ya even---" The voice of Big Cook was drowned away with panic as Belladonna felt the bowl in her hand almost slip away but the person who had rolled the trolley in, caught the bowl just in time, the soft hand brushing over hers jolted her back to the reality that crisis had been averted and she whispered a thank you, looking up at the person who had saved her from the trouble.

Amara impatiently said. “Hey, watch your tone.” Radley replied. “You are the apprentice, remember that.” Amara felt a mild chill when she heard what Radley had replied. “You are so impatient.” Radley added. Amara wanted to get angry but she tried her best to keep calm. She does not want to be left alone again that is why she chose to stay with Radley. He seems to be a reliable man so far. She remembers how Radley pushed her off the cliff but saved her as well by jumping off too. He is still showing good things to her so far.

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.

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."

But all she saw was cold determination, a man who had already made his choice. She swallowed hard, her chest tightening with the weight of the inevitable. She couldn’t change his mind. She couldn’t stop him. “Fine,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “But promise me you’ll come back. Promise me you’ll stay safe.” Alec’s eyes softened again, and he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I promise,” he said quietly. “I’ll come back to you.” Elara held onto those words, even though they felt fragile, like they could break at any moment. She wanted to believe him, but the cold knot of fear in her stomach refused to loosen.

I hung up, and not long after, the housekeeper entered with a meal box in hand. When our eyes met, I saw the awkwardness and surprise in her gaze, like she had walked into the wrong room and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. I tossed my phone aside and curiously asked, "Lydia, why didn't you answer the phone?" She instinctively hid the meal box behind her and stammered, "It was Mr. Ford who asked me to come..." A quiet laugh escaped my lips, but deep down, I wasn't surprised. When the earthquake struck, Quintus had made sure the doctors saved Vanessa first.

Savannah grabbed Jackson’s hand. They ran. Alarms screamed. Harrison shouted behind them. The tower trembled. Savannah didn’t look back. She didn’t need to. Because Jackson Sterling was beside her. Alive. Running. With her. The purge sirens hit their final pitch as they dove through the emergency lift doors And the tower exploded in white light.

“What do you mean? Are you referring to the recent scandal..?” Eden’s voice trembled. “No, not that I…I saved him. I saved that man not knowing who he was... I had no idea.” Bella's eyes widened as she gaped at the TV. “Saved? You mean were the one who saved the Blackthorn pack heir!? Wait…come to think of it, the location where he was found matches where I tracked you yesterday. Also your clothes stained with blood explains it. So you really were the one who saved him?”