Novel & Cerita Jareth X Sarah

"Last fall, we met again. "I chased her through so much, but I finally won her heart. "Jareth, I'm serious—I've never liked a girl this much in my life." Benedict cleared his throat. "Jareth, before you went missing, did you ever like anyone? If you did, keep it to yourself. "Otherwise, Vivian might get upset. Women can be sensitive." Jareth took another slow drag of his cigarette and smiled faintly. "I will." Benedict patted his shoulder again, genuinely happy that Jareth had returned safely—and that he had brought along two adorable little ones.

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."

“Me too. But Sar⁠ah, this is‌ wh‌at we raise⁠d‍ them for. To leave. To b​uild t‍heir own lives.” “I know. Doesn’t make it easier.​” ‍Three mon⁠ths later,⁠ we’re‍ at the airport sayi⁠ng​ goodbye. Am‍ara an‌d James are moving to London‌ for his​ fellowship. “Cal‌l me⁠ when you​ lan⁠d,​” I s‍ay, ‍ hu‌gg⁠ing her tig‌ht⁠.‍ “I wi⁠ll⁠, M‌om. I pro‍mi‌se.”

"Who the hell do you think you are, interfering in my business? I think it's high time I talked to the council to ban you again from my kingdom!" Tristan smiled, that mocking curve of his lips that always got under my skin. "Ooh, I forgot you need orders to stand on your feet, Jethro! What a pity." Fury boiled up in me. "How dare you!" I spat, stepping forward. Jethro's eyes shifted to amber, his fangs extending as he transformed, ready to lunge. But Tristan was faster, a blur of wind as he sped inside the house. We followed right behind, bursting through the door into the dimly lit room where Sarah lay pale and still on the cot, the newborn bundled beside her.

Jenny grinned. “We have.” Sarah groaned. “I’ll try.” “No,” Jenny corrected. “You’re coming.” Before Sarah could respond, Jenny suddenly snapped her fingers. “Oh! That reminds me.” “What now?” Ann asked. “Do you both remember Calvin Hart from high school?” Sarah nearly choked on her coffee. Ann immediately noticed. Her eyes narrowed. Very slowly. With interest. “What about him?” Jenny completely missed Sarah’s reaction. “My stepbrother is getting married to his sister.” For a moment, nobody spoke.