Marie Sanchez Novels & Stories

"Bro, are you crazy? It’s almost three in the morning. I’m already in bed, and my father has me running a board meeting at nine. Can we just do it tomorrow? I'm exhausted." Mateo slammed his glass down, his jaw tightening. "Fine." He hung up and immediately dialed Santi. "Santi, get up. We’re heading down to the docks." "Man, I can't," Santi groaned, the sound of loud music and a woman's laughter echoing in the background of his call. "I’m at a private after-party in Salamanca. I’m completely wasted, Mateo. Call Leo."

"With the cooking, I mean. I'm not great in the kitchen, but I can learn." Silence stretches between us like a chasm. Finally, a middle-aged woman with graying brown hair steps forward. She's pretty in a wholesome way, with laugh lines around her eyes that aren't laughing now. "I'm Marie," she says politely. "Beta Damon's mate." "Clara." I attempt a smile. "I know this is unusual…"

“It isn’t safe to drive while you’re drunk. This is a cab driver’s number. Call him to pick you up.” James took the card, opening his mouth as though to say something. When no words came out, I turned around and gave him a bunch of painkillers from the first-aid kit. “Your assistant is always having aches and pains. You should take her to the hospital.” As I watched him dash away, I remembered the time when we first started the company. I did not have a college degree, but I was a talented jewelry designer. Until now, my designs still sold the best out of all the company’s products.

Clementine Maria Teresa Herrera. A name I admired so much and, at the same time, the person I never wished to meet. A beauty during her younger days, but aside from her looks, she was known more for her ambitions and just how ruthless she was to make it all a reality. Some people know her as the owner of one of the biggest financial firms in Spain. Most people recognized her as the ex-first lady of Spain. Both these titles don’t matter when I know she is Sancho’s grandmother and his only living family.

Sandra and I went back as fast as possible to the reception. I was sweating as my life was under threat. Moreover, as I continued my work I became distracted. Endrick was busy with another girl and he wanted me to sign a marriage contract for what sake.Is it because I am not very okay with some kind of decision that I make so this made me very vulnerable? My emotions were being played with by Endrick.

It took me a second to realize he was dragging someone with him—a young woman. “Don't be afraid, Marie,” he coaxed her, but his grip on her hand didn't loosen as he stepped forward. The girl looked terribly pale, her eyes hooded, her hands shaking. She was wearing black jeans and a black hoodie. As Remo pushed her forward, I noticed her face and clothes were covered in dirt. Who the hell was she? Remo smirked and nudged the girl toward Rowan and me. “Meet Marie Lester, a former waitress in Hotel Plaza.”

Sadie and I have been in Baker now for two months. Going by the names Katie and Nick. Sadie turns eighteen in three days. It’s hard to believe that she is seven months pregnant, but her stomach grows every day. I got a job right away and Sadie wanted to do something besides stay at home all day. I found a way for us to have all the legal documents we would need to become Nick and Katie. Sadie went and decided that she wanted to go and take some classes during the day. Sadie wants to become a counselor to help people. She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help.

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.

said Mari as she walks towards the direction of chef Gino and Elena. "I see, very well. Everyone I would like to introduce to you all Mari Sanchez, the one who made menu M. She is the other trainee who is competing with Elena here with our current competition that we have allowed our guests to vote for their preferred best dish." Chef Gino then introduces Mari to their guest since he will send her back as soon as she was done.

Katharina Stones, her real name. “Sure” She nodded to Zach before looking back at her phone. “Wait” She halted his steps. “Im so glad you’re making friends” She whispered and he sighed. “Me too, ma” “I mean that was why we came to Paris right?” A smile infected her lips as the phone buzzed in her hands. With a glance, she’d sighted his name- “And-“ She said. Denver: you don’t have to do this. you don’t have to let me back. Love me back. i just want to reach out, hopefully we could see sometime-