Saving Tragedy Novel Novels & Stories

"How could that woman ever be more important than Ellie? So what if she's the company's successor? That company was supposed to be Ellie's. If only that bitch hadn't returned and stolen everything from her!" Noticing the triumphant look on Eliana's face, Keanu belatedly realized how terribly wrong he had been all these years. "That's enough! Ellie's the one who stole from Elysia—the company successor was always supposed to be Elysia. What's wrong with getting back what's hers?" With that, he stormed back to his room, ignoring Eliana's sobs and Zayn's angry curses. In his dim room, he couldn't stop thinking about how much I must have suffered to become so heartless in such a short time.

"Daniel, who are you talking to?" I heard a woman's voice on the other end of the call. I was about to confront him, but he ended the call. I didn't dare think about it any longer. Even if I couldn't afford surgery for everyone, I could still try to save a few of them. But when I found the doctor again, he told me all six of them had lost their vital signs because they didn't get treated in time.

A few of them even started cursing her outright. "She destroyed a family and killed an innocent child. A woman this shameless will get what's coming to her!" "Karma is real. She deserves to rot in hell!" Yet, Quintus still tried to defend Vanessa despite the embarrassment. "This has to be a misunderstanding. Nessa isn't like that." The nurse scoffed. "Birds of a feather flock together. Scum like you will get what you deserve too." She paused, then cleared her throat. "I was on the rescue team that day during the earthquake. This man knew that his wife had a blood clotting disorder, yet he still gave the emergency treatment slot to his mistress."

"Core is fried. Drives are physically damaged. The data's gone. All of it." Martin's legs gave out. He collapsed onto the floor, mumbling, "Gone… It's all gone…" The launch was an obvious failure. Not only was funding out of the picture, but the penalty clauses would also hit hard. The company was doomed. "Police! Over here!" A commotion erupted at the entrance. Martin suddenly snapped upright like he had been electrocuted. He pointed at me and shouted, "Officer, it's her! She sabotaged my company's servers and caused the business to collapse! Arrest her!"

Soon after Tsao's group reunited, the wolves retreated ending the battle as quickly as it started. Among the survivors there were few standing, making Tsao realize how close they were to end up among the casualties. When he met bob he was about to fight a wolf barehanded and Anne would have been a sacrifice just to earn a couple seconds more to a lowly scum who wouldn't even fight for himself. Some people were mourning the dead while others walked around trying to help any survivors. Tsao noticed that there were those who would die after a single bite and those who survived even the most gruesome wounds, but still perished due to blood loss or lack of treatment.

- I already said I don't know anything, I swear. - That's what we'll find out. - The woman swiftly grabs the man in a move that prevents him from escaping. - Where are you taking me? - He asks. - The police station. - The woman retorts. Now Martinez was literally knee-deep in the case, he was at the mercy of the commander, and only a miracle could save him. Suddenly, the trash can lid falls, making a loud noise that grabs Petter's attention, causing her to stop abruptly and point her gun at the trash can.

As a student, he had been deeply moved by The Bridge of San Luis Rey, Thornton Wilder's novel about five strangers who perished together on a collapsing bridge. Naturally, when he started his new job in Nevada he began to dwell on the notions of fate and predestination. He chose to craft a modern take on the classic tale where-in his version-the strangers' lives intersected at the instant of a terror attack. Bernie got his tea, "Thank you, honey. Keep an eye out for my next meeting, okay?" Roz cleared Peter's line of sight

TRAGEDY STRIKES: Ava Davis Feared Dead in Industrial Explosion. Photos. Videos. Candle vigils. I didn’t care. I turned off the news. I locked my office doors. And for two days—I didn’t speak to anyone. Not even Morgan. Not even Eliza. The city could burn. I didn’t care. She was gone. And I didn’t stop it. What I didn’t know… Was that Ava Davis had survived. AVA’S POV The impact knocked the breath from my lungs. I landed hard—back first—on cold metal. Everything blurred.