Romans & histoires Jareth X Sarah

SARAH. Opening the door to the office with a feigned smile, I noticed the mood was different from usual. My departmental head, Mrs. Montana, stood in front of the room as everyone gathered around, all smiling at me. I was glad to be at work again, at least I wouldn't have to be with my fake, grumpy husband all day. "Our dear Sarah Powells.. no, Sarah Limbert, is resuming today. See how fat she has become in just two weeks of getting married. Welcome back honey, we have missed you."

“Let's start this again. I am Alpha Alexander Jensen, Alex for my friends and family. Welcome to Lightcrest Pack!” And the poor girl just looked in his hazel eyes, that seemed so calm and gentle and her heart went still. Even Mara was looking at her with love, and she never felt this way. Only when Patrick fooled her she felt that someone cared about her, but she knows that Mara and Alex are not that type of person so she did the only thing that seemed right to her. She caught Alex’s hand and said: “I am Sarah, Sarah Thompson . I am glad to be here!”

She entered the office and when Fred saw her, he was surprised as if they knew each other from before. “We meet again” Fred said smiling. They definitely know each other. “Hi Fred” Sarah replied smiling as well. “Do you guys know each other?” I asked while obviously the answer is right in front of me. “We met outside the company a while ago” Sarah replied. Somehow her reply made me slightly angry as right now I figured out that she’s the girl Fred was daydreaming about. Of course, she’s beautiful, pretty and everything Fred has said about her earlier. Thinking about any men talking about her like that makes me very jealous. Even back then when we were together, I used to be jealous from any

She sauntered over from her parked car and dropped into the chair opposite me without waiting for an invitation. I stared, searching her face. “I can’t believe you’ve forgotten me,” she said with a playful smirk. “It’s Sarah. Jake’s wife.” “Oh…” Realization hit me. “I’m so sorry,Sarah.” “Yeah, it’s okay. We don’t really get along much anyway, even though our husbands are best friends.” She shrugged, then leaned in, studying me. “You look different.” I lowered my gaze, suddenly self-conscious. “I’m no longer married to Mitch,” I said quietly.

"I'm glad you like it." Elysia nodded as she continued eating. Then, between bites, she asked, "So, who are you exactly? My mother just said my brother brought home a wife, but she didn't give me any details." Sarah froze slightly. She hadn’t expected the question. Elysia noticed her hesitation and leaned forward, resting her chin in her palm. "Come on, tell me everything. How did my workaholic brother end up married? Sarah laughed softly. "I’m Sarah." She glanced at her plate. "And i guess, yes, I am his wife."

"If you don't like the jewelry and rings, we can choose new ones." Sarah was startled and quickly shook her head. "No, no, I like everything. There's no need to choose again." Travis smiled gently without saying more. When they reached the Paterson mansion and she was about to get out of the car, he stopped her. "Sarah, are you happy with me as your match?" Sarah was momentarily taken aback. Considering this was essentially their first meeting and an arranged introduction, she nodded and answered honestly, "Very happy. You're much better than I imagined."

she said. "Well, here I am. My energy never runs out." Sarah laughed and patted my shoulder. "Come on. There's lots of your favorites, and Gwen's visiting from the capitol." Gwen. A mistake I might not have termed as one until Lira. I had to admit sleeping with Sarah's daughter exactly once about five days after her husband's funeral had been one of my non-proudest moments. In my defense, we were both mourning. Me, my parents. Gwen, her husband Jackson who had been a warrior.

“Or maybe… he just didn’t want to.” Ann’s expression hardened almost instantly. “That’s it?” she snapped. “After everything? After two whole years? He just—what? Walk away?” Sarah let out a quiet breath, leaning her head back against the couch, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. “It wasn’t just that,” she said. Ann folded her arms. “What else?” For a moment, Sarah said nothing. Then she turned her head slightly, her eyes distant. “His family wants him to marry someone else,” she said. “Some business partner’s daughter. Apparently, it’s ‘important’ for their company.”

At some point, I tilted my body into his warm one and yawned loudly. He just spoke one word, “Sleep!” Throughout the night, I kept chasing him in my dream and kept calling his name. When at last I was able to catch him and hold his shirt, I spun him around only to find he was no more Justin, but it was Sarah. “I told you, he is mine.” She gave me an over-brightened smile. This time there was no sarcasm on her face, “He promised me, he promised my father that he would marry in Garner family. We are quite influential.”

"We just need your blood, your healing gift, and..." She pointed in the direction of Moon Lake. "That sacred land." "Sarah, what are you trying to say?" "What I'm saying is—" She took a deep breath, a cruel smile spreading across her face. "Gavin and I got together a month after Damien’s funeral." My heart stopped. "Seven years ago, while you were here living out your little Luna fantasy, we were in the North, enjoying a real love. A real partnership." "He said his wolf craved me. That only I could give him true comfort." Sarah's voice was disgustingly sweet. "Oh, and I almost forgot to tell you—"