Romans & histoires Saving Tragedy Novel

Margaret had been innocent, a casualty of a world that had never deserved her kindness. She watched as Margaret collapsed to the floor, her body giving out after days of fighting. The heat signature flickered and faded, and Clara felt something inside her crack. She had survived, but at what cost? She had saved herself, but she had abandoned everyone else. She had let them die, had watched them suffer, had done nothing to help them.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself holding an exquisitely wrapped sandwich. Whispers immediately drifted into my ears. "Look, Jacob Blake's here again delivering breakfast to Carol." "He seriously has no shame. She already said she doesn't like him, but he still won't give up." "Exactly! Carol and Matt are obviously the perfect couple!" I froze for two seconds before a flood of memories suddenly crashed into my mind. I, the invincible hero of a power-fantasy novel, had actually transmigrated into the role of a pathetic simp side character in a trashy romance novel.

My tears suddenly fell like a river while staring at the door. This is not the best decision that I've made, but it's not also the worst. I just don't want their family will be ruined just because of me. We met and also end by tragedy. That's how the destiny played with us, it's a huge mess game, but I learned many lessons while playing this game.

All of it was a lie, a setup for the moment they’d finally throw me to the wolves. Resentment wasn't a big enough word. It was a cold, sharp blade twisting in my gut. Why me? Why was I the one who had to sign away my heartbeat while they picked out wedding flowers? ~ SACRIFICE COUNTDOWN: 4 DAYS REMAINING ~ The morning light was clinical and cold. Margaret Lawson and Officer Daniel Miller shoved through the door, flanked by a handful of kids from the orphanage. "John! John! Are you dead?" one of the boys shouted, scrambling onto the edge of my bed. "We saw you on the news! Everyone’s talking about the Red Savior!"

Nova then brought over four bottles of beer and the four of them drank in celebration. But as the alcohol kicked in, Sage laid on the table and her tears fell uncontrollably. "I always see the hundred thousand men whenever I close my eyes. The train was covered with their corpses when they arrived at Geras, and that scene has been my lifelong nightmare. I really, really miss them." Strider remained silent. In the face of disaster, he had chosen to sacrifice the few for the many, exchanging the lives of a hundred thousand soldiers to achieve victory. He was uncertain whether he made the right call.

It plummeted past Tristan, a burning comet of scrap metal, crashing into the darkness of the lower shaft. Tristan lay on the swaying cable, breathing hard. He watched the fire fall. "Goodbye, brother," he whispered. The tower shook. The red lights flashed faster. Core Overload in 8 Minutes. Tristan scrambled up. He looked down the shaft. Saoirse was waiting on a lower platform, looking up at him. He began to climb. The war was over. But the escape had just begun. End of Chapter 29

He gave me a quick look and I introduced myself as well. You could see very clearly that Sven and Claudio were brothers. Not only their light brown hair looked similar, but also the contours of their face. Both looked a little older than Blake. "Mm, so what now?" Claudio seemed really impatient and went straight to the actual topic. "Jared is dead, he jumped off a bridge and that's why I asked you if you had seen him. That's the summary now." After Blake had finished this difficult sentence, there was silence for a while. You could tell it was a shock for everyone involved.

he asked. I could not speak. I just nodded. I never thought my agreement would make Jeffrey so upset. He cried and begged me to love him instead, saying he had turned Elaine away and made her leave our home. However, I felt nothing when he said that. He also told me about the time he almost died, when the helicopter crashed into the sea on the day I left for Garvos. He stood by the ocean, memories of our previous life together flashing before his eyes. He felt so sorry, calling himself no good, and made a promise to find me, to truly love me, and never leave me again.

"This is actually a reverse harem novel. There are two romance routes in this story—one where Evelyn finds herself with Rafael, and another where she ends up with Xavier. You're the shared female antagonist in both routes," the system explained. I was at a complete loss for words. "Bet you didn't see that coming, didn't you?" I took a deep breath, then another. "System," I said. "Yes, I'm here." "Can I request to blow up this godforsaken world right now?" I gritted out.

“Claire, it seems you are so busy these past few days. I barely see you here in the mansion,” her mother said. “I’m very sorry mother. I’m just having so much fun on the book I read. It has really a great story. So I always look for a place where I can be alone.” “Oh what story it is?” “It is titled, Against the Tragic Fate. It is the story where the lead character was given a chance to relive her life again and fight the tragic ending of her story in her previous life.” Claire lied.