Traveling Mercies Novels & Stories

"That's amazing." Mercy tipped her head. "She's always been the serious one. Then there's Faith. She's a photographer. Always on the road, that one. And last but definitely not least, are my twins, Chastity and Courage. Courage works on a crab boat in Alaska. Chastity..." She shook her head. "I don't rightly know what she does or where she is. I just hope she's okay." "And none of them could make it home this year?" Kit asked.

I closed my eyes praying god please help me! What I didn't know was that my prayer will not be heard and that this trip would completely change my life. ****************************************** ✨Hi guys, ✨So how was the chapter? ✨Trip to hell started guys ✨Do you guys like it?? ✨Please let me know!! ✨Please do vote and share my story guys Until next time, Jenikim7❤️

The man says, with a hopeful tone. “Ok, have a good one.” Gracie says with a smile that reaches her eyes. Paxton sits there with Delilah petting her as Gracie gets in her van and drives off. He sees her wave happily as she and Gunner depart. The dark sandy road ahead, uneven terrain lays out a bumpy ride. Reduced visibility causes Gracie to strain her green amber eyes whilst navigating from White Beach. Turning right down a paved road, covered in sand slowing her speed, the tires rumble over the gritty road. There it is, the camping zone. Tents and RV’s fill the darkened area, only lit by a few lights and RVs or vehicles passing by, stirring up sand. The moon hangs high and stars sprinkle th

I straightened my blazer, my eyes turning to shards of lethal, gold-rimmed ice. "Ryan," I commanded. "Get the kids to the secondary transport. We aren't hiding in the dark anymore." I looked at the horizon where a thousand golden headlamps were cutting through the blizzard—the vanguard of the Mercy Alliance. "If the world wants to watch," I hissed, "then let's give them a show they'll never forget." I stepped out of the smoking wreck, hauling the chain, dragging the ghost of a King into the dawn. The harvest was over.

Trinity said with a satisfied smirk, and then she turned serious, pinching her arm suddenly. “Ouch Trinity” She whined with a pout. Trinity gave a friendly glare. “Never leave me on read” She scolded, shoving the powder case back into her purse. She nodded, flashed an apology smile. Speaking of apology she really needed to do that with Hardin. “I messed things up yesterday with Hardin” “I know. It’s my fault sending him over, I’m sorry” “I understand” No she didn’t, it was totally all Trinity’s fault even though not entirely. It was just much fun putting all the blame on Trinity.

Mike was more than happy to accept the apology but he was still skeptical of Collin, the man was his alpha yet he acted that way towards him. He was ashamed more than anything and his mate kept on reminding him of his mistakes. On this day Mercy was leaving with Luka, Ambrosia and two warriors. She was going to her old pack to visit Lucia since they were not allowed to visit anymore after everything that happened. Collin didn’t trust anyone in his pack, it also took a lot of convincing on Mercy’s side for Colling to let them go and visit.

I promise you that I'll make your lives a living hell. Dad then barked his orders to the bodyguards, who were standing nearby, "Take both of them to The Golden Triangle. Don't kill them. I want them to be alive to experience all the pain and suffering that we're going to inflict upon them." "No!" Bianca screamed hopelessly. A sudden burst of strength surged through her, and she was able to somehow free herself from the bodyguard's restraints. "Let me go! I don't want to go there. I don't want to!"

"I know you must both be so angry with me. Adrian is as well. I'm selfish and stupid. I deserve everything that's ever happened to me. But I'm so tired. I can't outplay Sean. I can't even drag him down with me when I die." I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The rain seemed to be pouring harder now. At that moment, I felt like a wandering ghost with no home to return to. "When I join you in the afterlife, don't shy away from me, okay? Please don't reject me. I know… I was wrong." After walking in a daze for what felt like forever, I finally got home. Before I could open the front door, I saw the warm yellow light spilling through the gap under the door.

Susan shook her head, for no matter how powerful she was, she couldn’t read Mercy. “These bad people may never read about us,” Mercy added. “I subject myself to flames, and torture, and from the start, it always makes me laugh because, in the end, I’ll only watch myself heal. Nothing can destroy me. Nothing. Unless God of course.” Mercy returned her gaze to the west. For so long, Susan had silently been in search of Mercy. She never told anyone, but the ageless little girl had been a figure even history couldn’t keep track of. She had called Mercy here, and somehow, Mercy had answered.