Centaura: Sandra Novels & Stories

Sandara cursed again. Her anger was boiling like an unquenchable sea of fire! And there were many other curses that would make Min Young and Aura blush if they heard them directly! "Calm down, I can still do other things! There must be another opportunity, I just need to create that chance! And this time, it can't fail!" Sandara muttered determinedly, pacing back and forth in the living room until an idea flashed in her mind, making a sly grin across her face!

She raised her novel, "...to keep my hope alive." Over the cause of the week, Sandra has explored a good path of Naturiah with Eline while she was at home sulking for nothing. Although the people of Naturiah don't like humans that much, Sandra has managed to become good friends with Normah and Kara—two human females who were mated to cougar changelings.

But Sandara was different. No matter how hard he tried to understand her, he couldn’t predict what was going on inside her head. He couldn’t even anticipate her next move. And then, to his shock, Sandara suddenly lifted her shirt and tossed it onto the floor, leaving only her bra on top. It didn’t help that she was directly facing the CCTV camera. “Fucking hell, Sandara,” Kleinder cursed, his gaze darkening as he stared at the screen. He knew he should look away now. But because of Sandara’s beautiful figure, he completely forgot how to think straight.

Sandra grinned as she turned her gaze at the door and met the scrutinizing eyes of Carmina. "Where's Sebastian?" she continued. Sandra stood up and gathered her bag on the couch before stopping in front of Carmina. "Dunno. You're with him earlier, why are you asking me?" she tilted her head. Carmina stared at her with a frown, Meanwhile, Sandra's gaze shifted on her wristwatch then looked back at her and gave her a sweet smile. "Tell him i'll be back tomorrow," she stated then walked past the woman without bidding goodbye.

Richard and Edmont quickly left. "Where are we going?" Richard asked, releasing Edmont's hand and walking away. Edmont grinned. "It just so happens that Thiery gave me the task of contacting Sandra, who will be taking care of the decorations. I've already arranged a Zoom meeting with her at four o'clock. I thought you could help with choosing the flowers and such." "Who's Sandra?" Richard asked suspiciously. "She's the only daughter of Alpha Rezier of the Hollow Star pack. He owns a large wedding organizer, and for Thiery's wedding, he wants to donate the decorations for free, because her mother was rescued by the late Alpha Trevor when she was kidnapped by Rogue," Edmont said.

Sandra storms toward Celine, but Mira and Jason grab her sleeves immediately. “Let me go!” Sandra jerks so hard Mira nearly stumbles. “Take your hands off me!” She points at Celine. “You need to shut that expensive mouth before I shut it for you.” Celine’s smile widens. “Or what?” “Or...” Sandra steps closer, voice low and dangerous. “I’ll punch so hard I knock all that Botox out of your face.” Celine chuckles. “You do seem like the type who solves every problem with violence and poor grammar.”

Sandra laughed, exposing her brown teeth knowing that Vera will definitely catch her. “You always assume that because l have moved on means a man is behind it right?” “l know you, It always is.” Vera grinned, winking her eyes, sipping her drink. “So spill.” she remarked. Sandra told her about Fergus, how she met him, the night they spent together, and how he made her feel seen, happy and complete again. Vera leaned in, eyes widened. “An Italian billionaire? Sandra, are you in a romance novel?”

Before I could even think of what to say or do, Sandra who was blissfully unaware and completely drunk, stumbled forward, giggling. “Oh my God, hi! You’re so pretty!” she said, wobbling on her heels as she extended her hand to Celeste. “You’re not gonna believe this, but Lessie here was about to ruin everyone’s night. She’s being such a joy killer!” “Sandra, stop.” I tried to pull her back, but she ignored me. Celeste took her hand, her smile widening in a way that made my skin crawl. “A joy killer?” she echoed softly, tilting her head toward me. “I can imagine.”

Sandra finally collapsed onto her seat, panting heavily. “The plan failed, Mother! He let her go barely hours after she was arrested,” Sandra exclaimed, tears of frustration in her eyes. “I would say the plan was doomed to fail in the first place,” Lady Vetta said coolly. “All that could have been done was inflict a little injury on her before delivering the final blow.” “The final blow?” Sandra asked, her frustration momentarily forgotten in her eagerness. Lady Vetta nodded slowly. “What would that be, Mother?” A while later, Rita was called into Sandra’s room. Sandra brightened instantly as the maid walked in. “Greetings, my Lady,” Rita said, bowing slightly.

All resisted leaving her memories especially when Damon treated her like garbage instead of a wife. " grandma, sorry but I have to go before I change my mind about this date" she stood from her chair " you should at least eat something, child," Grandma Lucia said. Sandra has been a good child to her. She likes her not because they share similar life stories but because of how tough and strong she appears. Sandra met her pleading eyes and smiled weakly at her" that will certainly be for another time" she stood and kissed the old woman on the cheek" have a remarkable date, dear" you deserve it, she thought. " not actually" she ran off