Novel & Cerita Your Saint Is In Another Country Chapter 1

It's freaky waking up and there's this guy smiling idiotically in front of you. Yes, Tori, you are the reason. I look forward to sharing new memories with you. I want to create happy thoughts and replace this sadness I'm feeling. I want to face my fears with you, in this special place. 'Mom, I finally found her.' "Welcome to Los Cabos, Mexico... Tori." ---- End of Chapter 41 ----

“What the hell was that?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy. Because I understood. That hadn’t been a rescue. That had been a message. Theo had crossed into Damien’s territory. And Damien did not share. ----- End of Chapter Seven ✨

And then he turned his back on me. And then non, we completely parted ways. He passed where I came from while I ran to the path he pointed out. In the middle of my walk on the road I suddenly slipped on the steep road and fell. "AAAAAAHHHH !!!!!" Darkness is the color that appears in my eyes. The water that engulfed my body felt cold. Many of them are chasing me because of a sin that everyone knows no one can avoid. "My grandson, you have to live. Keep your promise. The freedom of our country."

What have I done to all these people? He was more terrifying than all the people that had ever tried to kill me. Way more terrifying. He smiled again, and his handsome face looked like a reflection of Satan. “Oh, pardon me. I have not introduced myself. My name is Saint. Due to a woman’s generosity, I just got out of jail, and I’m sure we’ll have a lot of fun together.” His horrifying words kept echoing in my mind… until I surrendered to the drug, and my eyes slid shut.

Saoirse asked, a fierce smile touching her lips. "And then," Tristan said, looking past her, out the window toward the dark, sprawling expanse of the Eastern Empire. "We march." End of Chapter 41

Saint could only mutter trying to comprehend the information that was just given to him just now. A tap on the glass was heard and Saint turned to the side of his windows seeing his mate there. Yves was gesturing for him to wine the windows down a little and Saint did as so, smiling in return when Yves presented him with a dimpled smile. “Ready to meet my family?.” Yves asked the moment the window was down. The smile faded quickly away from Saint’s face as he remembered the reason for being here. Shit! . TBC . Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. And if you can, please support me by dropping a comment or gems <3... sincerely, me!!.

I think the case is already settled why do you have to think about it. My astral mirror vibrated. I checked the words and it reads you have left behind the saint and it wants to follow you because you programmed it as such. Oh ok, Then Saint follows me. Just as I opened my mouth the saint car with no driver started to follow us to the new town.

Saints hands covers mine, preventing me from moving my fingers, he doesn't say anything else but just holds me. The car stops in front of a massive building, people standing outside with cameras. The driver rushes out and opens Saint's door, allowing him to step out. Saint steps out and stretches his hands out, waiting for me to take it. With a deep breath to calm my nervous heart, I place my tiny hand in his large ones, allowing him to lead me out. Flashes come from the cameras around immediately we step out momentarily blinding me. I grab Saint's arm, letting him lead me while hoping not to trip.

*** Chester stood on the shore of an island, it was an enormous island of about seven kilometers length and five kilometers breadth. It seemed to him like it was dome-shaped with an opeque glass one could not see through. He made one step towards the glass then he heard lightning sound and flash of red and white lightening strike at once. "The last saint is at the shore, he has arrived to challenge our developments," he heard an announcement coming from the dome-shaped glass just after the lightning has struck. Instantly the atmosphere which had been gay turned cloudy and dark, rumbling continued to be heard from a distance and flashing of lightning continued.

My mind seemed to travel, so I couldn’t understand her very well. “W-What did you say again?” Yes, it seems obvious that I understand little of what she said, but I understand the devil she’s talking about. Does she define herself? She doesn’t look like a devil to me. Or maybe I’m just mistaken? I was even more stunned by what she said. My chin may have landed on the floor because I was barely gaping. He speaks as a man does. “I am no saint. I am a devil ready to take your soul.”