Novel & Cerita Carmen Sandiego Fanfic

Sandro and Rene were waiting there with worried faces. "We'd be better off running without our wolves, changing countries...or at least borders. Then we can fly to another part of the world. Your father brought fifteen of his men and is on their way to the house. We'll have to turn around a few times to clear the trail." Sandro explained quickly, his face very serious. For a few seconds, Remus lost focus because he saw Rene in very feminine clothes. "Who...who leaked the information?" "Pedro's lover!" Sandro replied annoyed. "I had my suspicions about that woman... Pedro had separated from her." he muttered. Pedro is Sandro's old best friend, his most trusted friend.

Curiosity filled my voice. I witnessed how hard he tried to get El Sandra’s attention during our High School days, before Tita Ingrid decided to bring her to Manila. But my stubborn cousin didn’t even appreciate Ren’s efforts back then. And I was really shocked when I heard the news when I was in the States that Ren and El Sandra were in a relationship. I didn’t know how it happened. Well, maybe Ren was El Sandra’s karma, I guess. Beautiful karma that she didn’t deserve.

I asked, handling her my smart phone. "Sure," she replied, typing her digits. "Tomi!" A familiar voice called out. I looked up to find Sandra walking towards us, yes that same Sandra. Alex's sister. Tomi screamed excitedly and ran over to Sandra, they both did a girly scream and hugged each other tightly. I rolled my eyes and began to walk away, the sight of Sandra alone annoyed me. "Dumbi, where are you running off too? Come back here right now." Tomi called out.

I doubted he was unaware that Cassian and I had just had a moment but I did not have a way to prove it. “Romero,” I said, opening the door. “W-What are you doing?” Romero pulled back from his kiss. “Sorry, I lost my mind there for a second.” I turned to the woman he had pressed against the wall, one of his hands in her shirt. “Sandy?” Sandra was Harry’s little sister. She just turned eighteen a few months ago. “What is happening here?” Kaden asked behind me. Romero’s hand did not stop wandering inside her shirt. “You said you wanted me to talk to my sister. Consider it a favour in exchange for this princess to go home with me.”

“Simba is coming back four days later. What if we go to her house and surprise her! Don’t you miss Holly and Evan?” Holly and Evan were twins older than Cody in one year. They were friends and would visit each other every weekend. Either in one’s home or see each other in the library. That way, Sima and Carmen saw each other more. They would sit there, Sima helping Carmen with her problems and the other woman doing the same. They weren’t best friend but they were close. Carmen hadn’t told her everything about her life. But she had talked about her mother’s death and her old friend Liam. But she never brought her father in their conversation, which Sima noticed.

“And Russell’s fans are saying she's his ex and he doesn't care, which, fine, that's expected. But they're also running with this idea that you went after her on purpose. Like you targeted her specifically because she was connected to him. And there's a thread going viral right now, I'll read you the exact words, calling you 'an idiotic womanizer who is lucky to still be playing football due to his natural talent on the ball.' They've even turned Carmen into a victim in their version. 'Poor woman, she doesn't know she's fallen into the hands of this man.' That kind of thing." I sat on the edge of my bed processing all of it. The narratives, the memes, the fan wars, all of it absurd and all o

His life was fine before my cursed blood latched onto it and sucked all the goodness right out. “Just remember who you chose as your mate, Colton Santo…. Remember, you made a choice! A commitment. Remember you chose ME over HER!” She yells it screechingly so, as we reach a door, diagonally from the one we came out of, and he throws her a stiff look back. Carmen is full on shaking, with a mix of anger, and hysteria, obviously torn about her mate dragging his bond to some secluded room to dress. I can almost taste her mistrust and panic, and can’t help but pick up on her projections, from sheer proximity, of seeing his kissing me that night. She’s completely absorbed in her own misery.

I told him “Thanks guys! I’ll talk again with Sandra and Sonia later,” Damian smiled “San Francisco…..This is the place we belong!” Anna said as her hand reached out mine, and Damian ‘Indeed! San Francisco is home……’ I smiled

But he said, "Ask me the same question again." I asked him a silly question based on the knowledge acquired from smut books with the mafia trope. Fuck. Did it really happen? Sandro's eyes found mine when I stared at him without moving, without saying anything. "Have you ever kidnapped a girl other than me and fell in love with her?" He looked past me and I turned around to look at Luna laughing at something Mateo whispered in her ears. They are dangerously close and Sandro's hold on my hand tightened. I don't think I need the answer to it.

LOGAN'S POV there were three friends: me,Sandra, and Freya. Sandra was like a sister to me, always there when i needed her. i trusted her more than anyone else. Freya was also a good friend, but not as close as Sandra. One day, something strange happened. i woke up in your bed, and Sandra was lying next to me. She looked upset and claimed that i had marked her as my mate. I was shocked and confused. i didn't remember doing anything like that. Sandra showed me the mark on her neck, and i started to believe her. She seemed so upset, crying and saying she didn't know what to do.