Spare Me Novels & Stories

My legs felt weak, but my mind felt clearer than it had in months. I walked to the small table where my phone lay. I picked it up and unlocked it. My fingers hovered over the screen for a long moment. Then I opened a new message to the only person outside this pack I still trusted, the friend who had warned me to run. I typed slowly. “I need a way out. Quiet and as soon as you can help me please.” I stared at the words for several seconds. Then I pressed send. Outside my window, the night was still and dark.

Hey bhagwan bacha lena mujhe itni jaldi nahi marna hai. (Oh God, please save me, I don't want to die so soon.)

The day before my wedding, my friend sent me a link to a viral web app called 'A Conversation with Your Future Self.' Looking at my fiancee, Wilma Lambert, still asleep beside me, I decided to give it a try and sent a message. [Future me, I'm marrying the woman I've loved for seven years tomorrow. I'll definitely be happy after we get married, right?] The screen flickered, and a reply came almost instantly. [No. That's because your wife has already cheated on you. On your wedding night, she'll spend it with your best friend, Hank Gilbert.] The smile on my face vanished instantly. I frowned and instinctively argued back. [How is that possible? Apart from my parents, Wilma and Hank are t

Five years won’t be able to fix that anymore. “Well, you have to figure that out on your own now, Heart,” Spade said. “I… I won’t be there to help you anymore.” A lump materialized in my throat. I know I’d be losing Spade after this call. He’d always have a place in my heart, but this conversation was starting to turn into a breakup. “Serena, call me Serena, Spade.” “Serena…” he tested my name. “You take care, alright?”

On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

My wish for you is a life filled with love and happiness, where you continue to grow into your true self and trust your instincts. And remember, as I promised you, if anything goes wrong and you wish to come home, you can use the secure phone to call me, and I will come to pick you up. Only your fingerprint and voice can activate the phone, so it’s completely safe. If you find yourself in a situation where you can’t speak, just say ‘home,’ and a message will be sent to me.

I called her out as I wiped my tears, “Yes,” she glanced at me, “Are you crying, Lana,” she asked, obviously it was on my name. “Just got emotional, it will pass,” I turned my head to her and gave her a hopeful smile, she had a blue display on after side-glancing me timely, “Can you do me a favour?” “What?” she got prepared as her expressions turned steady, “I want the spare phone, without a tracker one and dodge that car for once,” I said, deadpan.

Doris Tucker also did not know where this house came from, but because she had no place to live, she had to lower herself a step. Outside, only the shrewd voice of Calliope Tucker remained. - This girl is really, just got out of prison, so she forgot all the rules. Calm down, let me teach it again. Both scolding her, and flattering him, her mother still suffers from that disability. Doris Tucker didn't want to think about it anymore, she'd had enough bad luck all day. Just looking at the bruises on both knees brings back memories. Today, many people who are granted amnesty like her return early, some have relatives, some have friends to welcome but she does not, just rely on the address that

Maybe after the orientation she would warn me not to bully the students? After a few more minutes of her discussing about what I need to know about the University, she finished and drank a water. “Do you have a question, ija?” she asks Ija? What word is that? My name is Sophia. “Oh, I’m sorry for calling you that. It is a Spanish word for a younger girl or daughter,” she explains. Ohh, I see. “Ahh, it’s fine, ma’am” I said. “So… any questions?” she asks.

This isn't part of the plan! Zarek was now behind the man and he looks like he is fuming mad. He pointed at his own earpiece and that's when Raven realized her piece wasn't working. She's not hearing anything from her team since she walked towards the dancefloor. She acted like she's enjoying the cuddle with Mr. Zapata and she made her hand movements even faster. She let the necklace drop at the back, and Zarek tactfully picked it up. After that, she immediately plan to pull herself out of the picture but another familiar voice filled her ears.