Savior Novels & Stories

she said. "What do you mean by that, Mira?" "He is a blessed man, someone who got his gift after trying his best to save the human race from those filthy werewolves." She tapped on her knees as if she were trying to control her emotions. "He's been living for a very long time. A really, really long time, you might not even understand how it works, but he's the savior sent to us by the moon." "By the- by the moon?"

“Names mean little here. But your kind once called me Nadir, the Warden of the Between. I keep what gods discard — and what men are not meant to find.” It stepped closer, the light bending around it like it dared not touch. “And now, I find you trespassing between both.” “I didn’t choose this,” Soren said sharply. “I was trying to stop the Boundless One.” Nadir’s smile widened. “So you traded mortality for a cause. Admirable. Predictable.” It circled him slowly, its voice echoing like a hymn gone wrong. “But tell me, Gate—when you return to your fragile world, what will they see? The savior who defied the gods… or the monster who carries one inside him?”

"Can I still be saved, Uncle Max?" "Yes! If you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and personal saviour then you can be saved." I inhaled. Kept quiet for a while and rubbed my brows with the back of my hand. "Tell me about Jesus," I demanded softly. "Jesus is our savior. He is a loving man who came to earth, preached the gospel, spread love and died for man's sin." "Does Jesus loves me?" I asked. "Yes! He does! He loves everyone who has a good heart and is willing to change. You have a good heart, Perer. You just need to change your perspective about God."

She suddenly felt all alone. With a sad but hopeful sigh, Sarah turned to find out that Sister Gladys had paused to stare at her when she found out that she wasn’t following. "I understand how you must feel…” Sister Gladys offered her a reassuring smile. “…not all women would give up their lives and surrender their bodies and souls to Christ. Don't worry, you will get used to being part of this virtuous family before you know it." Sarah nodded, trying to hide her tears while thinking of her father.

He proffered a white nylon to me and I collected it. What a life saver. "Thanks"I smiled. "I'm a life saver, right ?"He whispered into my ears. That...feels eerie. But ,I reply him anyway . "indeed , I'm grateful " I kept the nylon on my thigh and focus on what Mrs pershing was saying. "You can introduce yourself " Mrs pershing said to the girl behind her. "I'm Savannah ,savvy for short"she stepped out with a smile. "Waoh ; she's really beautiful "I heard Fred muttered.

Her hands itching to hold on to something, a sense of support but no one was there to save her. I’m here now. I’m her Saviour and she will please only me. “Blue” he calls again knocking the door. She can hardly hear him from how she straddles me hoping to release, it fascinating to see her needy when she was scared some minutes ago. She adapts quickly and I detest the things that made her that way, people most especially. My grip on her neck tightens and I carry her to the couch, my fingers digging into her skin. She has begged enough for it and I was more than willing to give it to her.

I can barely complete my sentence before she throws her arms around my neck making me stumble a little but I regain my balance before wrapping my arms around her waist breathing in her scent that has become a habit of mine. "You are my savior, Mr. Bianchi." She mumbles in my neck making me smile. "You are my savior too Cara." I reply while kissing the side of her head. If it's possible then I will always keep her in my arms because she is the reason behind the feelings that have started to grow in my heart and for me, her happiness matters the most. From now on, I will make sure that no harm can touch her ever.

Oh, Gia, from the flying pan, right into the flaming fire! "You are fucking crossing the line now, you bitch. I was planning on ending your miserable lives together as I listen to your painful words of goodbye, but I can still choose to blow your empty brain right this minute. I will lose nothing, you know? I..." "I don't think so, boss, Ejay." A voice comes from the door, making us both turn to see who it is. ‘Savior!’ I murmur to myself as this filthy dog gets off me. Can I kneel down for a minute and thank the heavens? I guess heaven is not actually silent on me.

Damiano might be the ‘Italian Devil’ for everybody else, but for her, he was ‘Her Italian Savior’. Damiano never stopped looking for her, always finding her every time she needed to be found. He saved her from loneliness, protected her, and forgave her. Gave her a wonderful little boy. Their hearts, their lives were forever connected in this life and in the next ones. The crooked position of her neck forced Thea to turn back. Damn the cast! Damn the fact that she couldn’t put her arms around him and stay like this forever.

Together, hand in hand, we would walk happily into the rest of our lives. [The End.]