Jareth X Sarah Novels & Stories

They; Robert, Jessica, Mike, Sarah, Santha, and Joseph would prefer to erase this one year away from their memory as well. Sarah’s head tilted slowly to the side, leaning on Mike’s shoulder. Her face is still frozen dead, as well as her whole body, but she moved her head by her choice. It might not be much for others, but it is everything Mike needed. A hope that one day she will return home with him, just like Jessica did. Even if it means she won’t be as perfect a bundle of joy as she was before. -THE END-

Mabel threw her hands up in frustration. “ Are you being serious immediately?” Sarah asked surprised. “ Know what, I'm done with this conversation immediately. Can we change topics, or you can go back to your duty post," she suggested? “ I'd prefer the latter because I just don't know you anymore.” Sara got up and walked to her desk. Has she changed or she's now portraying her actual character to me? “ Hey baby,” Xara called out to Elon as she entered his class. “Mama,” the two-year-old picked up his stuff and hurried to her. " Hey love, how was school today?" she asked as they headed towards the car.

Sarah had forgiven and understood him – yet again, some more – and he was working hard every day to deserve her and this third chance that he had miraculously been given. She had moved in with Jax the week before – officially moved in, for good and forever, he hoped. After a few days of nerves about Garrett, Noah’s new private care provider, and Annie protesting about Jax picking up the tab for Garrett, it had all settled down. Sarah was now fully focused on her recovery, both physical and mental. And making love was a big part of both. Maybe this is the right time to take the next step? As soon as Jax finished having the thought, his cell phone rang, and he groaned.

Jake knows me a lot better than I think he gives himself credit for. Sarah appeared and enveloped me in kisses and tears as soon as I had that ring on my finger. She’s now swaying with Marcus, feet away on the floor, looking merry and drunk, and very much like a girl in love. Marcus is looking quite groomed and a little different, eyes aglow with infatuation for Sarah, evident on the face of a man I’ve never warmed to. Maybe I’ve always been too harsh on him, seeing them together with new eyes, the love evident between them, and the way they seem to fit so effortlessly together, like Jake and I do but in their own way.

I hope the sex is good at least. “What are you doing here!?” Jareth says as he walks from the hallway. Even this man’s bed head is gorgeous. I might be overtly biting my lower lip as a ogle him in his black slick pajamas, hanging low on his V cut. He notices, giving me a wink that makes my stomach flip flop. Though that might be morning sickness. I need to eat something. “I live here.” Brian says to him. “I know that, I meant I thought you were with Melody this weekend.” Jareth grabs a plain white mug to fil with two shots of espresso.

Philip Sarah, my ex-wife, is now entangled with Bronn Martin. From Amir Benner to a computer software developer, she seems to have a penchant for wealthy men, a fact that stirs a deep-seated fury within me. She still retains a youthful allure, with her sophisticated, wavy brown hair cascading down her back. It struck me that she is now twenty-three, no longer the young teenager who once stood beside me in marriage. Her skin seemed to radiate under the gentle washroom lighting, and she was draped in a seductive dark dress that tempted sinful thoughts.

“Well its true girl, look at you. It has to be the hormones cause girl you are looking take away, as in I could take you away. Your lips are plumper than ever and don’t even get me started on those, you know what, peeking out of that dress. You are radiating mommy energy right now.” Sarah’s remarks caused a smile to break the calm expression on Julia’s face. “Thanks, love. You’re the real love of my life.” She said as she pulled Sarah in to a tight hug. “If Justin had wasted a little more time, it would have been our wedding, that lucky bastard.” Sarah said and they both giggled as they remembered when they promised to marry each other if they were still single at 30. “Isn’t your dad walking

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, adjusting the cuffs of her sleeves. Is this really happening? she thought, her heart pounding against her ribs. Just two days ago, she was planning a wedding with Jasper. Then she caught him making out with her stepsister Matilda at Rozame Club. Then her father locked her up to force her into a marriage with seventy-year-old Shawn Carter. And now? Now she was standing in a high-end luxury boutique, about to marry a man who was a complete stranger just forty-eight hours ago. Sarah took a deep breath, smoothing down the front of her dress. I don't have a choice. This is the only way I break free from Arthur. This is the only way I get my mother's leg

Joshua Damn Nate. He always found a way to screw with me. It was bad enough when it was just me, but now he seemed intent on targeting Sarah. I should have known he was up to something when he offered that stupid bet. When Sarah showed me her cards I was sure she’d win. Now, she had to sit on his lap. I’ll admit, when she first got up and walked over to him I was mortified. She’d looked over at me, begging for me to do something, but there was nothing I could do. I wanted to grab her and run away, but I knew there was no way to get out of the bet. Not with this family. So I just sat there, as Sarah, my girl, went to sit on another guy’s lap. And it wasn’t just another buy. It was Nate. It wa

The kids were back, and Xavier would soon be walking through that door. Perfect timing. "Sarah, we're back," Elizabeth's voice echoed through the silence. "Where is Sarah?" Harper chimed in, her angry voice overlapping Elizabeth's. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, waiting for those two twin munchkins to meet me. "There you are," Harper approached me, her hands on her waist as her face twisted in annoyance. Now I wondered what was up this time. "I swear, Sarah, you're dead to me!" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with dramatic flair. "I'll never ask for your assistance in math ever again."