Steve Harvey Sacrifice Novels & Stories

"You have always been a lapdog for the king. It is no surprise you would rather slow everything down than see the pack move forward." "With the sacrifice still at large," Elder Sable said, cutting across the room, "we do not have the luxury of time. There is too much on our plate to be sentimental about scheduling. We need a king and we need one now." "The sacrifice," I said. Elder Sable looked at me. "Is that what you are all calling her," I said. "She has a name. It is Zara." The silence that followed that was a different quality from the previous ones.

"I know you still have doubts about me. About how much I knew in the past. But if you go… I'll prove that I'm on your side. Truly. Even if it means letting you choose your own sacrifice." I felt my chest tighten. "And why would you do that?" Harvey answered without hesitation: "Because I love you. And because I finally understood that loving you isn't about controlling you. It's about being by your side, even when the only way to protect you is to let you go." I closed my eyes. "If I go… do you swear you'll bring everyone back safe? Including Maeve?" "I swear," he said. "And I swear I'll get you out of there. Even if I have to burn that whole castle down."

Harvey smirked. "Would your grandfather resist?" his assistant asked hesitantly. Harvey's expression was cold. "Ignore him. He can't do much for me." He thought, 'Let this be that old man's sacrifice for me. Or else he wouldn't be much use providing for his retirement.' "Alright, I'll go now," his assistant answered, leaving the office. Harvey looked out the window, contemplating. Once his plan was complete, not even Jared could help Nicole. He had been waiting for this day for too long.

If he had known that Isaac had influence here as well, he would have stayed well away! However, it was too late to regret now and he tried to get to his feet. "Are you really that upset, chasing me all the way here? Let me tell you a secret, and let bygones be bygones—" Isaac cut him short icily. "Dream on!" He was not about to cut a deal now! "You're just going to leave yourself with an incurable trauma if you kill me now," Harvey told him. "But I can give you the cure right now—do you know why the footage was cut off?"

Celine woke in the past, nine days before her public bonding vow with Rafe. In her first life, everyone envied Celine—the overlooked second daughter who had somehow won the Blackwood pack's Alpha heir. Only after the vow was sealed did she learn the truth: it was no marriage contract, but a permanent license to harvest her wolf soul. From that day on, whenever her sister Cassandra "fell ill," her parents, her brother, and her fiancé could invoke mate rights and drain her wolf soul. Every bout of weakness, every cough, cost Celine part of her life. After each draining, Rafe would hold her, give her a silver chain or a box of paints, and say, "You're the one I love most." For four years, she l

“Don’t worry, babe. I’ve contacted a rogue leader. We can fake a kidnapping—show Tim how brutal the werewolf world can be. Hopefully, he’ll be coward enough to give up his claim to the Alpha title.” Then came Damon’s voice, hesitant but cutting. “Alpha, sacrificing the rescue mission that could’ve saved Tim seems… excessive. Finding another heart donor wouldn’t have been impossible. Using Tim’s—he was your only son with Luna Selene.” The room seemed to close in on me as my past mistakes hit me from every angle. I could hear my own voice, devoid of empathy, responding in a chilling calmness. “I allowed him to be born because I knew he could save my daughter. I’ve already raised him long enoug

Harvey says, neither moving closer nor stepping back. "That was a rogue vampire," I snap. "Nothing to do with Lazar. And in your shoes, Alpha, I'd show a little more appreciation for the person helping you deal with the vampire threat." His jaw tightens. "Right. He's a hero, no doubt — graciously saving my pack, and I'm supposed to be grateful. Shall I appreciate his efforts to steal my mate, too?" My eyes widen, and I can see Harvey is just as shocked by the nonsense that came out of his mouth.

Unfortunately, I no longer wanted any of them. Elaine lunged at me like a madwoman, but the prison guard held her back behind the bars. She screamed in disbelief, voice cracking, "No! There's no way! You gave Andy up? You actually gave him up? That's impossible!" I had only come today to tell her that what she treasured was what I had discarded. Like me, my husband, Callum Beaumont, was a core rocket program member. And unlike Andreas, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with me at the very top.

It was as if my sacrifice, my act of love, was nothing more than a transaction to be balanced with a token amount of money. Anger simmered beneath the surface of my numbness as I listened to her speak, the injustice of her proposal burning like a fire in my chest. How could she reduce something so deeply personal, so profoundly selfless, to a mere financial transaction? So I couldn't have believed that I hoped to join this family. I was looking back at the decision, realizing it was a terrible mistake. Turning to leave with the last word she just said, the weight of Theo’s betrayal was now very clear and heavy on my shoulder. Every step felt like trudging through quicksand, heaviness in my c

How convenient. I turned to face the bewildered crowd and smiled. "Think about it, everyone. Today, he sacrificed me for Vivian. Tomorrow, it could be any of you. If he really wanted to help her, he should've put himself on the line instead of forcing someone else to take the fall." Under everyone's increasingly suspicious gazes, Lionel's face instantly flushed red. His eyes were bloodshot as he opened his mouth, still wanting to argue. But honestly, wasn't this all just about Vivian's so-called tragic family situation?