The Savior Jessica Bird Novels & Stories

The tension in the room was thicker than I imagined, but I wasn't done yet. "Now, one of them is dead, and one of them still lives," I said, locking eyes with the witch before looking at everyone. "So tell me, why would the gods let the person who is meant to unite us die, and the destroyer live?" I asked. "What if... the person you all want dead is actually our savior? What if Jessica is the one to put a stop to the war that is about to happen?" Murmurs erupted in the Council hall.

She remembered blacking out then and could remember nothing else. "Where I'm I?" Jessica asked. "What happened? Am I at the pack?" She asked. "No Jessica," Draven replied calmly. "You're not at the pack yet but you're not at moon shadow pack either. You're safe now." He assured. "What happened?" Jessica asked as she struggled to sit up. "You happened Jessica," Vicky replied. "You went berserk and saved our lives." She smiled. "Jessica." Sebastian took her daughter's hand and squeezed affectionately. "You're free cantaloupe. We're going to get you home now." He promised.

Glinda wondered. Just then, Halsey spoke up. "Wendy, did you know that Jessica once saved Mr. Hawk?" "What? Would she even do such a thing?" Glinda looked stunned. Wendy shook her head. "I didn't know." Halsey sat down beside her on the bed. "He told me today, right outside the door. He said the reason he's always been so kind to Jessica is that she once saved his life, and he feels indebted to her."

Things that almost broke her, and things that gave her the strength to move on, to push through adversities and bad memories. Thank God she hadn’t been alone. A true angel protected her every step of the way. US Marshal Wesley Cross, the man who helped her family, the Palladinos, to enter the WITSEC, the Witness Security Program, when she was just twelve, came to her rescue once again. She could still remember their phone call, his calm, reassuring voice.

Mike explained. "Fortunately my savior is fine," Jessica said. Mike frowned, repeating. "Savior? What do you mean by that?" "Cindy is the one who saved me from the bad guys. She's a good fighter." Jessica said with a cheerful look on her face. Mike looked over at Cindy with wide eyes. He didn't think a girl with a petite figure like Cindy could defeat the bad guy. "Really?" "Don't listen to Jessica. She's just overreacting." Cindy smiled shyly.

And not her as a person but what she might tell me I am capable of. Erik’s story I couldn’t believe my ears. We have a candidate for the job, and not just any candidate. We spent so many hours figure out who the girl I saved was and now destiny is playing on our team and was placing her right in front of us. - Jessica is coming tomorrow morning. - Who is Jessica? - From the very second I heard her voice I just knew it was her. - Her who? - The girl I have been saving lately.

“He’s so intense. And those eyes. You have him wrapped so tight, Bella.” “Of course I do,” Isabella said, her voice dripping with contemptuous satisfaction. The steam hissed. “He’s a well-trained attack dog. Powerful, loyal, and blessedly simple. Thinks he’s in love with some childhood memory of a girl in a white dress saving a bird. Pathetic.” My blood turned to ice in my veins. The trapped falcon. Lake Tahoe. The memory he’d whispered about in fever dreams. “You never corrected him?” Bianca asked.

The thought of Saxon's perverse sexual abuse made Jessica's panic worsen. This seemed like a prelude. Greater suffering awaited her. What should she do? Who could help her? Jessica, who always believed in self-rescue, prayed to God to save her. If there were any deities, she would rather Thor strike Saxon with lightning and kill him. In extreme pain and despair, with no means of self-rescue, she could only put her trust in a divine being she had never believed in before. At least, it was a spiritual refuge, a beautiful wish that gave her the strength to face the impending pain and bravely bear it, and keep living.

Jessica is the girl who crashed into Cynthia's car and passed out. When Cynthia saw Jessica's face, she was shocked. Not because she recognized Jessica as the bride of the wedding, but because she recognized Jessica as her most powerful assistant, beta, in her previous life. Yes, they met in the previous life, but it was after Cynthia became Luna. At that time, she searched for a way to cure wolfbane all over the place. She accidentally fell into a trap in a forest. And it was the rogue Jessica who saved her. Yes, rogue, it's weird. Jessica was a rogue in the previous life, and she is mute.

She let out an exasperated sigh. “I know you’re a drifter. That is the reason I was sent here. They want your ability, duplicated, and they are willing to hurt you to achieve their goal.” “I’m not following. Who are ‘they’?” “My mother. Jessica Parker. She is the leader of the Circle, and she sent me here to capture you. But I cannot do that; you’re a good man, and there are not many good people like you.”