Books Savannah Novels & Stories

“There is a whole different world in here.” Well, I know, this is what I signed up for. Sarah wanted to say. "I don't need to be told that twice. I have done enough research on how life in the convent is." Sarah answered sorely, now noticing that Anita was now holding open a romance novel, and from the condition of the book cover and the untidy pages which had some dog ears, it showed that the book had been read over and over again. Where the hell had she just pulled that out from? Okay, there was just a lot of mystery here she would have to unravel. She had been nothing but confused since she stepped into this room. what more surprises are there?

she said. "Then go and prepare yourself, I will be waiting for you," Lucy said and Savannah walked out of her apartment. —-------------------- At a pub, Savannah scowled at the sight of the pub, it wasn't really that big. It looked shabby and she wondered how people will come to a place as shabby as this. Stenches of smoke mixed with alcohol polluted the air and Savannah felt like going back home. But the doctor's word rang in her head and she was alerted. She dragged her feet and went into the bar.

Savannah I met Noah later that evening, at a quiet café near the edge of campus. It was the kind of place that smelled faintly like burnt espresso and rain, and it was one of those nights where everything felt too still, even the sound of footsteps outside seemed to echo too loudly.

All of the disastrous past that I've passed and all the hell that I've been through, it all led to a beautiful mess called Savannah Canterbury. Savannah Coleen Canterbury Wilde. ~ FIN ~ __________ SFTC: And I Love Her - The Passenger

There are two girls and 4 guys. “Everyone I would like you to meet Savannah, she comes from the Blood Moon Pack in Alpha Kind Nikolas’s Kingdom, and she is joining your team. She is an excellent tracker in human form and almost superseded her pack in their wolf forms. She is also the best hacker I have ever met and there isn’t a lot that she can’t hack. We know she is still young and needs to shift still but she will be a great asset to your team and help with future missions. I will not tell you her history and I don’t expect any of you to give her special treatment she is one of you now and should be treated as such.” He looks at them all sternly.

The only question she asked Savannah when she woke up the next day at the hospital was - ‘can you book me a flight ticket to Athens? Savannah was surprised. Juliet felt like a machine to her. There was no chance she could leave her friend alone in such a pathetic state. “I will be coming with you to stay for a few days in Athens. I heard it is a very nice place. We can go around and have some fun.” Savannah tried to boost the morale of Juliet with her light talk but there was not an iota of resilience in her.

Approaching the little kid, she strokes her head. "I will go to work, stay with Janette and Brandon, okay?" Savannah asked her, smiling a genuine smile. Amara nodded, giving her a thump up and going back focusing on her candy and the ball of fur that prefer being around Amara than Janette. Savannah took her purse from the table. With one last look at the three, she closed the door and exited the house. *** "This new technology can do many things and make our works more effective..." Savannah began to explain the details of their newfound technology. Beside her was Mr. Hernandez. They would complete each other's explanations.

Chapter 27: In which she celebrates. Nathan's P.O.V: Something was definitely fishy about the whole day. First, Savannah refused to come to work saying that she still had to bring some real clothes from her house along with a couple other necessities. Okay, I admit, the nightgowns were a bit revealing but that's the whole point! It's not supposed to stay on for the entire night.

“I’ve already got it figured out, Ship. Let’s try it first with the pieces you thought should be cut, and then without, and see what works best…” — Savannah is a chic, 40-something Black woman who embodies eclectic sophistication. Her mask and hand sanitizer bottle match her outfit. She’s the epitome of the New York art scene. I love her instantly. “Ship!” she trills as she totters in on six-inch heels and sweeps into his arms for a hug. “Savannah! I’m so excited you came!” Ship grins, hugging her back. Then he turns her toward me. “And this is—”

Savannah sat in the driver’s seat, her fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly as her sharp eyes scanned the illuminated screen of her phone. She was looking at the address that Lena sent to her. Chelsea's home address. Savannah adjusted her cap as she sat in the driver’s seat, her gaze fixed on the small, unassuming house just down the street. The address Lena sent her matched perfectly. This was it. Chelsea’s home.