The Rescue Sparks Novel Novels & Stories

Once I have showered after that brutal training session I decided to enjoy the next couple hours before dinner by the Koi Pond. I walk into Dimitri's library and quickly steal a book from one of his shelves. You wouldn't think Dimitri would be into chick novels however, the book in my hand tells a different story. A Walk To Remember by Nicholas Sparks. If I told anyone that he would either deny it, kill me, or both. I tuck the book into my chest and skip over to Hendrix's room and steal his favorite throw blanket. I'm telling you this has now became mine. I skip out out Hendrix's room and head to Paxton's room to steal one of his shirts. His shirts look like dresses on me but they're so comf

The woman raised her hand. The white world changed. Lyra saw herself standing in the beginning of time. There was nothing. No stars. No planets. No people. Only darkness. Young Lyra stood alone. She was crying. Then she spoke. I don't want to be alone. A spark appeared. She touched it. I want someone to love. Another spark appeared. I want someone to protect. A third spark appeared. I want someone to choose me. The sparks became stars. The stars became worlds.

"Don't come near me. Not after that. Not when the scent of him is on the air and the hunger is... It’s too much." "I saw you," she repeated, her voice steady despite the chaos. "I saw what you did. You protected me." Zayden turned, and the vulnerability in his golden eyes broke her heart. He looked terrified—not of Ronan, but of her. "I can't keep you safe if you stay, Kaelira. He knows. The whole pack will know by morning. They’ll see you as a weakness, or a weapon." "Then tell me everything," Kaelira demanded, crossing her arms. "No more riddles. No more warnings. Why did he call me a miracle? What is the Spark? And why did you look like you wanted to kill him and... and eat me at the same

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

C H A P T E R 9 : W H E N S P A R K S F L Y There are questions you are seeking answers to, searching for light in a dark tunnel. So let me tell you something: there will come a day when you finally make it to the end of the tunnel to see the light shining, blinding your eyes. On this day, you shall understand that life is not easy, you just got better at handling it — that you have allowed yourself to search for the light rather than waiting for it to come to you because that is what heroes (heroines) do.

“I couldn’t sleep… I was looking for a book.” With little choice, Sparkle walked into the room and took a quick look around. This room was gorgeous during the day, but at night, with flickering shadows floating around... it was purely amazing. Really, was there anything prettier than a firelight? When she shifted her gaze back to him, Sparkle realized the glow from the fire shining in his dark brown eyes was nearly hypnotic. Which was a silly thought to have, so she pushed it away fast. “Would you mind terribly if I borrow one of your books? TV is just so boring and…”

"But I’m a memory that chose to die for you. Was that programmed, Elara? Did the AI tell me to sacrifice my life for a 'Subject'?" I shook my head, tears blurring my vision. "The Architects can build the forest, but they can't control the way the leaves fall," Jax said, standing up. She walked over and put a hand on my shoulder. Her touch felt solid—warm and real. "They think they're in control because they have the data. But they don't have the **Spark**. That white fire in your chest? That isn't math. That’s what happens when the math breaks. That’s called a Miracle."

Her guilt. Not her love. Never her love. Far above, Lucas and Devon rushed through the winding tunnels, guiding Clara by faint pulses of green light from the key. The forest roared around them — not with rage, but desperation. Clara clutched the vessel, its light growing. “She’s close,” Clara said. “She’s fighting.” Lucas’s jaw clenched. “Then we fight with her.” ⸻ Emily’s Spark The rift collapsed inward. Emily fell into darkness.

Maybe it was some good I did in my past life, or just help from the heavens, but his phone suddenly rang, he snapped his head towards the phone, and thank goodness it must’ve been an important call, because he picked it up immediately. I took that cue and swiftly escaped from the room. As soon as I got to the safety of my own room, I drew in a deep breath and sank to the floor. Tears streamed down my face. “No Sienna, don’t let the dark memories consume you” I chanted to myself as dark gruesome images began popping up in my mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A wave of warmth greeted me as soon as I stepped into the cafe, not just from that faint heat of the space but from the ambiance. The soft hum of c

"Mom, Dad, I was worried sick! I wanted to go in and save you, but Laura didn't let me!" My parents immediately wrapped their arms around Lily and began checking if she was hurt. Seeing that, I decided to keep quiet. I looked at the three of them who looked like a happy family of three. When the fire started in our house, I was woken up from my nap by the choking smoke. After I ran out of the house, I realized that my parents were still trapped inside. I wanted to head back into the house with Lily to save them, but she just ran to safety and said disdainfully, "I'm not risking my own life to go back in there to save them! They're not even my real parents anyway! I'd rather they die in this