Today I Surrender Novels & Stories

I choked out the words, "Blaze, I… I'm willing." I was willing to give him a chance and give myself a chance. I was willing to try to believe in love again and embrace happiness.

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"Tony. My love please..." Tony scoffed, and shot a look of betrayal towards his best friend. "What are you doing here, Valentine?" Valentine clamped her hands together in front of her, obviously pleading. She would have gone down on her knees, but she stopped herself, reminding her guts that this small man in front of her was her son. "Come back home with me, my love. You know you are my life. My best friend. Please." Tony's eyes moistened, but he blinked back the tears immediately before they would betray his strong–man–attitude. "Which home exactly am I coming to? The one you ruined?"

But a dark part of me—the one I tried to ignore—was already aching for what would come after dinner. They had claimed me. And I, even terrified, had surrendered.

Pamela froze midstep as the words hit her like a physical blow. "What?" Sophia grabbed her wrist and yanked her inside, slamming the door shut behind them.her eyes were wide. "They found him at dawn-mashed on the pavement below the astronomy tower. Campus security is crawling all over the place. They're calling it a suicide." Pamela's knees shook. She stumbled backwards, catching herself on the arm of the couch. "Suicide?" The word tasted bitter and unnatural. Desmond wasn't the type. Obsessive, yes. Unstable, absolutely. But suicidal?

One of the enemy remaining commander, waved a white flag in the midst of the enemy ranks and shouted. “PLEASE!!..PLEASE STOPP!!!!….WE SURRENDER!!!…WE YEILD!!!!…..SUNDERS ARMY!!!….LET GO OF YOUR WEAPONS AND KNEELL!!!!!….YOUR HIGHNESS PRESIDENT!!!!….WE SURRENDER!!!…PLEASE HAVE MERCY!!!…PLEASE!!!…”.(Sergeant Swordsman Campbell)

Into the abyss. I tried. Hell, I tried... But I'm tired. And I don't want to fight back anymore. So, I welcome it with open arms. I surrender into nothingness and it's one of the best feelings I have ever felt.

I would rather surrender than die. I had a son to protect, surrendering didn’t mean the end, it meant we get another chance to fight again but the dead can’t fight or rise again. “We surrender.” I said with a low but clear voice. “Smart, but don’t think surrendering is going to be easy. You are all going to the palace to be slaves, bed warmers, the works.” He laughed mockingly.

Kane exhaled quietly—almost a laugh. Maddox’s mouth didn’t move, but his eyes softened by the smallest fraction. Then it vanished. “Okay,” Maddox said. One word. Heavy. Kane straightened slightly, relief mixing with tension. Rowan went still, like he didn’t like the plan but couldn’t argue it anymore. Maddox’s gaze held mine. “We surrender.” I nodded once, sharp. “Good.” I reached for my phone. “I’m calling Ms. Lacey and setting pretrial compliance terms into the record. Then I’m calling Silvia and offering voluntary surrender on our terms.”

With trembling hands, I tried to wipe it off, but only smeared more blood. I could faintly make out the words on one page: "May Brenda be safe and sound. Grandma loves you." This was never just some old notebook. Tears fell without warning. Everything hurt - my brow, my palms. But the worst pain was in my chest. I turned my head, quietly looking at the man. It felt like a weight had been lifted. In a calm voice, I said, "Jake, I won't love you anymore." I hired a lawyer to draft a new agreement to dissolve the engagement.