Marie Sanchez Novels & Stories

Iris Saint sat in the dinning room waiting for Maximo Santino that fine morning.the breakfast has been served already and she had wakes up early. The unborn baby won't let her have her way and the morning sickness keeps bothering her. She slowly turn her head to the wall clock which says it's already fifteen minutes past nine. Patient has already start leaving her. After they had returned, Maximo and her , when they returned from valley A, the Italian Mafia Boss had walk her to bed and made her sleep before he went away saying there are something he needed to do.

Chapter 11 – Silas The low hum of voices filled the dining room, but I barely heard them. My mind was elsewhere—still stuck on the girl sitting beside me. Hyacinth Clausen. It felt like a cruel twist of fate. The fiery woman I couldn’t forget, whose defiance had ignited something primal in me, was now... my stepsister? The thought gnawed at me. I tightened my grip on my fork, as if the pressure could drive the thought out of my mind. It felt wrong, unnatural, like some sick joke played by the gods to remind me of my sins.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Without wasting time, she walked out of the department and headed for Valeria's office. "Please take a seat," Maria said with a forced smile on her face. "And what do I call you Ma'am?" She asked. "Dana," Dana replied, "Dana Hamilton and I heard that you are Maria Cruz, the wife of late Manuel Cruz." "Yes I am, it's nice to meet you." It was clear that Dana didn't recognize her and for some reason, it annoyed Maria. "So what do I owe this visit?" Maria asked. "I just came from Italy and after hearing the devastating news about your company, I decided it was best to see for myself and decide whether I could be of help." Dana said with all seriousness, it was almost as if she was pleading.

"Marie, what is it?" "I'm at the hospital," Marie snapped, trying to suppress her annoyance. Frustration laced her words, with a cutting edge that sliced through the quiet. "Candy's had an accident, and nobody's around to assist me! Do you get it? Nobody!" Madam Jamaica's voice didn't waver. "I apologize that Candy got hurt, Marie. You'll have whatever you require."

Dark strands of hair fell over her right shoulder in one perfect curl. Heading out of Jake’s office. “You go ahead and talk to Mark. I know where HR is located.” She said, closing the door behind herself. “Boy! She is a knockout!” Mark smiles as he watches her walk away, waving at her. “Yes, she is, in more ways than one. So what do you need?” “Look at what I discovered, it’s something on the Hailey and Rome Martinez marital status .” “What! What is this?!” Jake said, having to take a seat.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

It's not Nolan. It's Elena. For a moment neither woman says a word. Marie's face hardens, and a bitter smile twists her lips. "Well, isn't this just perfect," she says, the sarcasm dripping from her voice like honey. Elena's eyes widen, and then something unreadable flickers across her face-surprise followed by calm, collected mask. "Marie," she says so simply, as if the sight of her doesn't stir up old memories she's tried to bury.

she smiled at him but despite the truth she’s saying, she can’t still avoid getting hurt, her chest is aching. “I thought you are angry at me for what I am doing then why did you suddenly change your mind?” Caspian doubted her intention. “Hi! I am Mara Sandoval,” she offered her hand for a handshake, Steph stops from mumbling at her. Mara Sandoval is the niece of the governor in their city. She is well-known for her knowledge in the business industry and her family is proud of having her as their daughter and always present in all the events with her parents and the government official.

Typical college party scene. "Whose house is this?" I asked Mike. It was huge. The person who owns it must be filthy rich; otherwise, what kind of college student can afford it? "Mine." I turned to the person who just spoke behind us and found myself looking at a tall, skinny girl with long blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She was undeniably beautiful like those models in magazines. "Hi, I'm Dawn. Who are you?" she narrowed her eyes at me. "Marina," I introduced myself. "Is this really your house? It's beautiful!" I couldn't hide my amazement.