Mia Sara Young Novels & Stories

Sara on the other hand was a medium height girl who was a little healthy with diamond face shape small eyes, curved nose,thin lips and black curly hairs. I noticed their attires. Ayesha was dressed in a casual short and loose tee. Sara was in her 3/4th and top. We had a formal introduction and then as it was late so I dozed off. Next day I woke up. Quite excited for my first day of college.

Chapter Nineteen "Miss Yang, good morning. You're glowing today," Sara, her secretary greeted her the moment she stepped out of the elevator. Sara White, an American girl who had always loved their culture and country and decided to come and experience there. When she had applied to be her secretary, Yang Lifei had liked how honest and vibrant she was and hired her.

, Elliot asked in a cold tone. "No, not at all", Sara said hurriedly. "She's so young. I didn't know she could take such high profile cases", she said and looked at Sky. "Hello! I'm Sara Turner", Sara extended her hand. "Hey! I'm Sky Hill", Sky said politely and extended her hand too. "Let me know if you want anything", Sara said with a fake smile. "Come with me! I'll show you your room", Sara said as she wanted to remove Sky from Elliot's sight.

She gasped, her eyes wide. “Cara? Where have you been?” she blurted out. “Why didn’t you answer any of my texts? I was worried. I even tried coming to your home, but I’d forgotten your address. I thought you died or something.” Sara forced a smile one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “My mum got ill,” she said softly. “I was taking care of her.” It was a lie. She had no other option. She couldn’t tell her that her friend Cara had died in a plane crash.

Sara shook her head, walked closer, and said, "not really but I'll like to ask you about a young lady, I saw not quite long ago" "A lady?" I asked back and brainstormed on who exactly she spoke off, apparently when she described the lady as a little bit troublesome, I quickly knew it was Riya, her middle name was miss trouble. "Oh! I think you meant, Riya" I said wearing a funny expression on. "Yeah! I just found out that, she's Elena's daughter! How is that even possible?"... Sara asked, fiddling for my response. A smile draped over my face, as I clarified everything to her, with no information left behind.

She could feel all eyes on her as she was the center of attention. "Who are you and what's your purpose being here?" Alpha Calhoun asked with a deep firm voice. Sara's lips twitched in irritation and turned her head sideways, what caught her eyes was a young girl about her age. Sara then faced the alpha and lowered her head. "I'm Sara, I live in a meadow town. I actually came here for something important, not that it's important to you all," she blurted and looked at the alpha only to regret what she just said.

After taking a look at the man, she said to Mia, "Mia , you go to the cafeteria and wait for me first, I'll meet a friend." Mia glanced at the man and nodded, "Okay, I'll prepare a meal for you and wait for you." Luna smiled and walked towards Sara . "sara ." She yelled, Sara looked up and walked towards her quickly. Sara complained, "Why did you come out? I think a lot of people have left just now." "You came to me specially?" Sara pouted, "I'm not here to find you, I'm here to find Benjeming Waltson ."

Where were the other five? She turned back with a faint smile and noticed that the women were still intently observing her. Why were they acting so weird? Was this a kind of territory and she was intruding? Perhaps, they had already resulted to not liking her without even giving her a chance to get to know her. She wondered. "How old are you?" Yin suddenly blurted out. Sarah frowned in confusion. What has her age got to do with anything? Were they trying to size her up? "Twenty-five, why?" She reluctantly answered.

Sara Michaels “So, Sara,” the young woman standing beside Valerie said loudly enough for the small circle to hear, “we all saw those photos of you cheating on your ex-husband. They were everywhere. How do you even show your face in public after something like that?” Sara felt the old wound reopen, her insides clenched....Those fake images lingered in her mind.... the same ones someone had carefully crafted to ruin her....had once shattered her completely. But she didn’t cry. She didn’t defend herself frantically or beg anyone to believe her. Instead, she slowly crossed her arms over her chest and stared directly at the young woman next to Valerie. Her gaze was steady, calm, and unflinching.

Sara always did her make-up and her hair, whenever they have a party. Sara walks back and forth to ask Neha, “How do I look?” Neha with big eyes, “my, my, my. You look fabulous and I'm sure that everybody will be looking at you, not the models.” Sara looks very beautiful. She has a perfect body and the dress looks very pretty on her. She's slim, light skin, curly long hair, and her hair's light brown. She has a dimple on her left cheek, which suited her so much. When she smiles, it looks so beautiful on her. She has hazel eyes and people always ask her if that's her real eyes because her eyes look so beautiful that nobody could imagine that such a beauty could be in one person on earth. Some