The Sacrifice Novel Novels & Stories

It was supposed to be Annual Exhibition, but now. Rayner and Rafael stared at Akira who was in his arms as she cried vigorously. “So this is all the sacrifices you made for me, Kira? You protected my wife and son, even at the cost of your life… Yet what did I do? All I did was make you suffer for 10 good years. I'm sorry Kira, I'm so sorry, my love… I'm truly sorry.” Rayner held her even tighter and cried

Hidden. My name was there. Not just mine. Rylan. Merek. Elias. The three mates I’d lost. And next to each of them—a sigil. The same sigil from the scroll. Sacrificium Sanguinis. The blood sacrifice. I dropped the book. It hit the floor hard, spine cracking, and I stared at it like it would apologize. They hadn’t died in accidents. They hadn’t died protecting me. They had been offered. And not just by strangers.

“Really? Tye, really? Even after all these, you don't even feel an atom of remorse? Wow, Just Wow, Tyson. So it's really over for me? Despite all the risks and sacrifices I made to be with you, you still don't love me?” “Sacrifice? Sophie, did you just say sacrifices? Sophie, you freaking cost me my marriage, my child, my family, and you stand here talking about sacrifice? Sophie, you and I definitely know that nothing happened between us after that dinner. We both just woke up and found ourselves naked in the bed, and somehow the pictures got to Adina. And you stand here talking about sacrifices? And until date, you've refused to confess this to Adina, instead you trapped yourself with me f

he replied gently. She felt a wave of surprise and joy. Under such dire circumstances, she couldn't resist the allure of his strength and protection. Even with her naturally suspicious nature, she found herself deeply moved. Anthony even arranged a luxurious villa for her father. Her brother had been released from prison. Anthony gave him money for his gambling habit. Yet, her brother's greed grew. The more he took, the larger his desire became, and his demands became endless. Even though Lara frequently took cash from Anthony, it was never enough to fill the growing void.

"Our purpose is to save lives. What's the point in attending if they're already dead?" His callousness shocked everyone around him, including me. Calvin never used to be like this. He was brave, had a compassionate heart, and went out of his way to help others. But perhaps all humans were inherently selfish, only to reveal their true nature when faced with personal loss. "Cal, I think you should go check anyway. People's lives are at stake—what if there are others waiting for your help?" suggested Charlotte. She continued, "My place is safe now. Let me come with you guys. Maybe I can help out."

“Still, you had to pass through trials to prove your love was genuine.” She paused. “The reason you’re here today is sacrifice,” she continued. “Lyra, you started the sacrifice when you chose to let go of your wolf side for him. George, you embraced lycanthropy for her. If either of you had become selfish and refused to make that sacrifice, the love would have ended.” She locked eyes with both of us, there was an unspoken weight in her words, a truth we could feel deep in our bones. Ellen’s voice softened. “Sacrifice is not just an act of love, it is the measure of how far you’re willing to go for each other. That is what binds you, and that is what will determine your fate.”

“I only ever wanted him to be happy, but since I came into his life, everything has changed. His building burned, his stock fell, his family despises him, and now even his position has been stripped by his own cousin.” She looked down at her belly again. “My babies, you need to know sometimes love isn’t enough. Sometimes love has to let go so the person we love can stand tall again.” The words came out slowly, but they weighed heavy on her chest. Each letter felt like a fresh cut. Yet in her eyes, there was a new resolve not because she was giving up, but because she believed sacrifice was the only thing she could do to protect Xavier from herself. She reached for the small notebook on the t

The last thing I saw was my mother's broken form sprawled across the cold floor, one hand reaching helplessly toward her daughter. "Mama!" Outside, the entire village had gathered. Men, women, children—all watching with hollow, frightened eyes as I was dragged through the muddy streets. None moved to help. None even looked away. "Sacrifice," someone whispered. "Poor child." "Better her than mine." The soldiers bound my hands with rough ropes and threw me across a horse's back like a sack of grain. Lord Edric mounted beside me, his black stallion pawing the ground with restlessness.

“No… It’s not.” Serenity put the glass down and leaned forward, wringing her hands. “I have done as much research as I can. But I can’t find the answers I need.” “And what are they, pray tell.” Serenity licked her lips and glanced at the door, to the pair of demons and her brow furrowed. She didn’t like the whipped look they had to them. “One of the tomes talks about the ultimate sacrifice.” “Ah yes… What a load of bullshit that is. There is no ultimate sacrifice.” Daisy waved her hand and Serenity blinked. “Demons are loyal, yes but they are also cowards. They will always save their own skin, over that of someone else.”

[Juliet's POV] The system continued. [Terms of Sacrifice: You will have to offer up your entire soul, Jeffrey. Upon a successful sacrifice, time will turn back to a week before the apocalypse.] [The cost: You and Lucas will cease to exist entirely. Every trace of both of you will be wiped out from all realities. No one will remember either of you, including Juliet.] I froze. As it turned out, Lucas' sacrifice was only in exchange for my soul to be completely restored. And for me to actually be reborn, Jeffrey, too, had to pay the price of having his soul shattered.