You Can't Save Everyone Novels & Stories

Those electric blues were glowing with a dangerous glow as he took a step forward towards her and then said, “ Maybe, you did not understand what I was trying to say. When I said that I do not wish to save anyone then it meant that I do not have any obligations to save anyone. I will give everything to save you because you are my mate but that is not the case for everyone do you understand? Unless they are related to me in one way or another and I truly have to save them only then will I make a move if not then you can forget about me trying to save them. And it will be better if you learn that there are sometimes where you have to think twice before making a move.”

he said. Robin Hood shrugged lightly, though there was no real indifference in the movement. “A lot of people are innocent,” he replied. “We can’t save all of them.” Damien took a step closer. “This isn’t about saving everyone,” he said. “It’s about saving the ones we can.” Robin Hood let out a quiet, humorless chuckle and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “And at what cost?” he asked. “You want to risk everything we’ve built - for two people?”

Eight years ago, my daughter, Joey Porter, was stuck in the desert of death. Her GPS had blinked out, and she ran out of supplies. She kept calling for me for over a dozen hours over the walkie-talkie. The only rescue team was an hour's flight away from her, only to get intercepted halfway there. Later on, I found out that my wife, Ruby Shaw, spent 800 thousand dollars bribing the dispatch center, rerouting the rescue team's flight route just so they could save Ruby's younger brother, Howard Shaw, instead. Howard had had too much to drink at that time, causing him to lose his way outside the resort that was located at the edge of the desert. When he was found, it turned out that he was a

Maverick was sobbing like his world just collapsed. Kinda rich, honestly. What was this? Some last-minute act? He was the one who called me a liar. Now he's putting on a show—like anyone's buying it. I felt nothing. Just wanted to be done and gone. Connor slammed him against the wall. "She died like that because of you. You could've saved her." If the cops hadn't stepped in, Maverick wouldn't have made it out in one piece.

The memory vanished. The stars brightened. The voice spoke. "Truth acknowledged." The Chamber turned toward Lyra. She already knew her answer. It had followed her for years. Quietly. Persistently. The truth she never wanted to admit. She looked down at the silver water. Then whispered: "I cannot save everyone." The words hurt. The Chamber showed her countless faces. People she could help. People she couldn't. Lives she could protect. Lives beyond her reach. The vision faded.

And I have three days to stop them, fix death, prevent reality erasure, and somehow merge my two selves back together. Starting now. With no idea how to do any of it. Human-me looks at Death’s Keeper me and asks the question I can’t answer. “How do we save everyone when we can’t even save ourselves?“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"Surrendered? Let Kha'zor drag you to hell? Then we'd all be dead anyway, because we would have fought to the last breath to stop it. And you'd be Malachar's prisoner. Is that better?" I didn't have an answer for that. Damon's expression softened slightly. "You can't save everyone, Aveline. As much as you want to, as much as your Luna instincts scream at you to protect every single person, you can't. All you can do is fight for what matters and try to minimize the damage. That's what being a leader means." "I'm not a leader," I whispered. "I'm just, "

I quickly wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hands. We stayed silent for a couple of minutes it was like we were balancing off a beam, careful not to fall. We were treading on eggshells, hesitant to make the first noise. He sighed. “Sometimes…” he started to say, “things just end up like that.” He gave a short laugh. A laugh to hide the pain that must have been carrying. “People make decisions and sacrifices to save someone…” he continued while he stared at the nearly dying light of the wood fire, “but that doesn’t mean they could save everyone. There are times that they couldn’t even save the ones they meant to save.”

Mike frowned as he looked at her “ and what's that?” “ My dad said that even if we have the best of interest in our hearts, there is always a possibility that we can’t always save what matters to us, we can try our best, give it our all but we can’t put a stop on our lives just because we failed to save what we wanted “ Mike’s dark eyes turned hooded as he flicked his gaze side to side. \