Books Set In Savannah Novels & Stories

Savannah animated, laughing and playfully swatting at Sidney’s hand. “Oh, you know,” Kendra replied, “the usual. All the things.” “What happened to nothing?” Sidney laughed. “I have a project due this week,” Savannah said through a yawn. “I’m building a pyramid.” “A pyramid?” Sidney gaped. “How big?” “This big!” Savannah threw her arms as wide as she could. Kendra popped a hip and widened her eyes at Sidney. “So, we had to get supplies. And food. You know, we’re always out of food.”

At this point, I could feel her tears welling to the surface, and at once, I had pulled my hands to her shoulders, stroking her gently. “You knew it never would work, Evelyn. I don’t know what you expected” Aunt Bertha let out. “I’ll take my leave now” She called at once, reaching for something behind her. “But just before I go— She had pulled out an object, hands bearing it onto me. It was a glossy chinaware. The daylight beaming on its polished coating. “Congratulations on your engagement, Sweetie” she followed in a low voice, soon placing the item right on the porch, and then turning around to leave. Not after sending one last glance my way, one that had me swallowing hard.

While he was dealing with the ID’s and letter, another sailor was walking around the car with a dog and a third was doing something with a stick. “There’s a mirror at the end of it.” Savannah explained. “They use it to look for bombs or tracking devices.” The sailor returned to the car and handed everything back to Savannah. “I know that you know where to go." He sighed and his voice sounded resigned as if he knew she would not do what he was about to tell her. "Make sure he stays in the car.” “I will.” She promised with a smile as she shook her head. “I got a new James Brand novel. I’m good.” Childs said as he held up a paperback book based in WWII.

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.

For the first time, she realized—Alexei wasn’t bluffing. He meant every word. THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE (NIKOLAI'S SUITE) Savannah shoved the backpack open with shaky hands, tossing clothes inside without caring if they folded right. Her black hoodie clung to her damp skin, the hood pulled low over her face as if the fabric alone could shield her from his voice still echoing in her head. Black trousers, sneakers—she had chosen them for this moment. Clothes she could run in, disappear in.

Savannah's pov "Logan, Levi, Savannah wake up guys we are entering blood moon pack lands." I slowly open my eyes blinking while I adjust to the light blaring through the windows. Noah is already awake reading some magazine, the twins are snoring away. A smirk makes its way to my lips as I notice that the bright pink Barbie stickers that were sporting Noah's face earlier have now been removed, I bite back a chuckle. I sure as hell ain't taking that blame for that one.

Every problem had a solution. This didn't. This felt different. Bigger. More dangerous. And Savannah sat directly in the middle of it. That thought alone was enough to keep him awake at night. That evening the storm worsened. Thunder rolled across the valley. Lightning flashed over distant mountains. The manor felt warm by comparison. Safe. At least on the surface. Savannah found Grayson in the library. Which surprised her. Mostly because Grayson hated books. Not reading. But books.