Romans & histoires The Spare They Came Begging For

Thomas reached for the phone. Elena pulled it away. “Don’t touch it.” “Elena, this could be a trap.” “It doesn’t matter. A child is asking for help.” Marcus stepped forward. “Then we go together.” Catherine shook her head. “No. You don’t understand what is inside that house.” Elena looked at her. “Then explain.” Catherine swallowed. “There is a room beneath the basement. A room with no windows. They used it to keep the children whose identities had been changed.”

"But my mother built this Spire to be a cage for people like us. She built it to keep us in the mud while she touched the stars. It’s time we started using the bars of that cage to sharpen our teeth. If the Hegemony wants a war, we’ll give them one. But we fight it in the dark, on our terms, where their expensive tech can't see the blades at their throats." "You heard the Heiress!" Mara yelled, raising her rifle into the air. "Pack what you can carry! If it’s not food, ammo, or medicine, leave it for the crows! We move into the tunnels in ten minutes!" As the crowd began to scatter, frantically gathering their meager lives into rucksacks, Dante caught my wrist. He pulled me behind a rusted,

"There is no gold left in our vault. Father used the last of our silver to buy those iron breastplates for the vanguard so they would look heavy when we reached the gates. We didn't come here to seal an alliance. We came here to take the valley before our own people starve in the snow." The whole board had just been flipped. The great eastern house, the pure bloodline with the three thousand spears that the elders had been bowing to for months, was just as empty and broken as we were. They weren't saviors coming to help. They were just refugees with shiny armor, looking for a warm roof before the big freeze killed their horses. Kai Feng slowly turned his head to look at his wife.

Standing at the center of the crowd, Carmen lifted her chin and said with a sneer, "You should've done this from the start. It's not like we can't get by without you. "I'm not doing this for money, and I'm not looking to get anything out of anyone. I'm a lot more honest than you are. From now on, I'll take care of everything in this apartment complex. I'm all anyone needs." As the crowd continued to hurl sarcastic remarks at me, the sharp tap of a cane came from the back. Then, Mr. Evans from the third floor slowly made his way through the crowd. His legs weren't what they used to be, so it took him a while to make his way to the front.

I was always the odd one out. The day they got married, I overheard my parents whispering in a back room. "The company needs cash. Let's marry Corinne off to that old partner of ours. It'll get us out of this hole." That "partner" was over fifty, twice divorced, with a nasty reputation. That night, I took my last five thousand dollars and fled to Sicily. Rage was the only thing I had. In that cesspool of blood and bullets, I clawed my way up.

Bent Over by the Demon Lord Chapter 1 They sent me as tribute. That was the word the village elders used—tribute. A softer way of saying sacrifice. The Demon Lord of the Black Spire had demanded a living offering in exchange for sparing our lands another season of raids. I was twenty, unclaimed, and the only one with enough latent magic in my blood to satisfy the terms. So they dressed me in white, bound my wrists with silver-threaded rope, and delivered me to the foot of the mountain like livestock.

His hands were open at his sides, like a man trying to look harmless. "Heir. I have a request. It is not an easy one." "Ask." "My people are starving. Titus emptied our stores to buy weapons. There is no grain until spring." He swallowed. "I am not asking for charity. I am asking for terms." "He is asking for our grain," said a smooth voice behind me. Elder Vale had come up the path, wrapped in a thick wool cloak. "A bold request, from the wolves who burned our patrols this season."

So long as you had money and gave her some few hundred thousand dollars, she would probably sleep with just about anyone. “They’re back. They’re back! Jesus, they’re finally back after being gone for so long!” At last, the man who was watching the city entrance spotted two motorbikes speeding toward them. “Hah. As long as they’re back, all is forgiven. My men, now we wait to split the money!” Young Master Harvey stood up and said, his eyes crinkling into a narrow line. “Why don’t I see a pouch though? They’ll probably need a big one to contain three million dollars.”

Want to die . “Please sir I’m sorry,what do you need ?is it money? I’ll give you money ,I just need to call my friend to bring it ….sir please spare me.”I begged for my dear life .It felt like I was reliving the whole attack that happened at our house and yet again I was held hostage by an homeless man for that matter .

Nigel, who was on another horse, raised his whip and pointed at Eldon angrily. However, Sebastian asked calmly, "You've never expected this, haven't you?" Eldon got even more dispirited as he nodded. "I never expected this." "Come along with me then." Sebastian went straight to the point. At that moment, Eldon suddenly kneeled before him. "Mister Ford! I have never begged anybody in my life. Even if I was going to die of exhaustion and starvation, I also never begged anymore. Just this once, I'm begging you, please spare me."