Romans & histoires The Spare They Came Begging For

All they did was a futile resuscitation. "The skirt..." one soldier tried to initiate the attention of the skirt but the superior ranked officer commanded "Go! Go! Go! find her! " The commotion of the soldiers as they ran to climb their horses initiated. The soldier in the skirt remained a lot looking gloomy. He looked at the skirt and then Sparrow. He was in a two-way despair situation. He placed the skirt near Sparrow and gave a false smile and remarked, "You too and you will be missed.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk….that’s too sad baby girl…as much as I don’t believe this stupid pathetic story of yours, I am still not going to spare your life so it would have been better if they actually killed you.” “Please I beg of you…don’t kill me….I will do anything you ask of me but just spare my life please.” I pleaded. “Hmm, anything??” he asked, smirking. I knew that saying that was going to get me into a lot of trouble but I was willing to do anything for my life to be spared. “I will do anything…just spare my life please.” I was willing to accept my fate at the hands of this stranger than to die a miserable death after all the sufferings I passed through.

I gently went down, hugging my knees to my chest as I fought the avidity to burst out crying. Just then, I heard a knock on the door. Yes! Johnson was finally home. I raked my hands through my hair trying to brush it off. I let out a heavy sigh before standing up. I cracked the door open and there he was, standing, looking exhausted. “Won't you let me in, love?” he asked, trying to be romantic. I snapped my head before moving, allowing him to walk past me. “Johnson, why are you quite stubborn? Huh? I told you I didn't want Zara near me, but you didn't listen,” I said with my hoarse voice.

How my men fell and the pain that engulfed me from that day. "They are all in pain because of you guys and what do you say? Spare your life? You have a family?" I said and stood to my feet towering above him but the fucker went on his belly, laying before me and grabbing my feet. "I beg you, please spare my life, I will do whatever you ask of me. I swear it and if I ever breath a thought of betraying you kill me." He said tearing up like a kid. He loved his life that much. "I'll be a cleaner if you want me to... No, act as your dog even if you want just spare my life please!" He continued and I scoffed. How ridiculous....

We were too proud to beg. Unlike Gammas and Deltas, who easily succumbed and pleaded, Alphas and Betas never begged, but here Brandon was, begging the entire East for help. There was an uproar after he said what he said. The alphas were angry that he would ask such of them. I felt a tinge of sympathy for his condition, but I alone did not hold the cards.

Spencer said with anger. Immediately Sofia heard what he said, with tears in her eyes she went on her knees and began to beg Spencer to please forgive her and accommodate her. “Sir I know you don’t know me and you consider me a spy and a stalker but I promise I am none. I’m just a poor orphan. I left my hometown because I had no one. My parents died and left me to care for myself. I came to this country to start the job I was offered not knowing it was all a scam. Please sir I will do anything you ask of me but please let me stay here while I look for a job and a plan. I promise……….”

"Spare us! Please spare us! Someone sent us here, so we were just following orders! We never meant to hurt her!" "We'll do anything! We'll be your slaves! We'll hand over everything we own, so just please let us live!" "We were wrong! We won't ever do it again! Please… Please don't kill us!" The begging, the crying, and the desperate pleas washed over the bloodstained steps. Every bit of it was so much more pitiful than the Grayburn Sect elder who'd been groveling on his knees just moments ago. After all, the elder had been facing Aria. These men were facing Landon.

he pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation as he stared at her, willing her to understand. Karina locked eyes with him, her expression unreadable as she considered his request. “So, Mr. Algernon, what do you seek?" Karina's voice dripped with smug satisfaction as she observed Aidan's discomfort. She enjoyed seeing him so hopeless and helpless. “I came to ask for more time to get the money and return it to you," Aidan responded, his tone laced with desperation. “Hmm, I guess I can consider it if you show some signs of seriousness." Karina's smirk widened as she gestured towards the floor. “Get down and beg me."

“With more charity money than actual capital behind it.” I felt heat bloom in my stomach and risked a glance at Rhett. His jaw flexed. I turned back to Damien. “It’s a nonprofit event.” “Of course it is,” he mocked lightly. “Look, congratulations. You built this up. But I’m offering more than goodwill chips can buy.” “Not interested.” He closed the folder with finality and nodded at Rhett. “You still like her,” Damien said, half observation, half accusation. Rhett didn’t reply.

"When her life hung in the balance, you chose Iris Pemberton." Ethan clutched at his chest as though an invisible hand had seized his heart. The pain drove him to his knees. "Mommy, what's wrong with that man? Is he sick? Should we take him to the hospital?" I crouched down in front of my daughter without sparing Ethan another glance. "Baby, remember — never go near strangers." Strangers. That single word was the final blow. He hadn't been eating properly for God knows how long, running on fumes, and his body simply gave out. He struggled to reach toward me. "Sophia... I miss you so much."