Mirror Image Sandra Brown Novels & Stories

"And you are?" Tracy blew air over her face with her hands chasing the invisible flies around her face, she stared at her surroundings with nothing but disgust in her eyes.. Sandy arched a brow, with just a glance at the proud lady before her, she could tell that she was a wealthy person. "Dummy, everyone in L.A knows who I am, by the way I'm Tracy Brown" Sandy's expression remained blank "So?" Tracy pulled off her sunglasses revealing her deep brown eyes.

I finally said to Scarlett who now turned around and asked Sandra why she was wearing my shirt. “Wait a minute so you know Aldric's wardrobe to its ends?" Sandra responded to Scarlett. “No, I know most of his custom-made pieces to their end, and that you are wearing is one of them," Scarlett smiled. “Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that Jack and I happened to leave our clothes in the living room, and I needed something, so I chose this from the closet. I'm sorry if—" “It's OK. I guess we started at a bad end. Let's do this again. Hi, I'm Scarlett Brown, CEO of BROWN STUDIOS," Scarlett smiled at Sandra and Jack, who also introduced themselves to her.

’ you stole my life,but I will make sure you lose everything you stole “. A knock sounded on the bathroom door. “Miss Vivian”. Maria's voice sounded from outside. “You have been in there for almost an hour”. “I'm coming” I turned off the shower, wrapping a tower around myself before staring at my reflection in the mirror. Vivian’s face looked back at me. Beautiful, elegant, confident. Nothing like the timid Sandra Raymond. Maybe fate didn't make a mistake after all,Sandra had died because she was too trusting but Vivian would survive because she trust no one.

Sharp, surprised, real pain that she hadn’t rehearsed. Sandra smiled. Small. Deadly. Good. Now we both know the truth, don’t we? Jasmine yanked her hand back like fire. Nurse! Nurse, she’s hurting me! I don’t remember her! She’s scary! Sandra let her eyes go glassy. Let her knees wobble. Blood loss was real. She was dizzy. The room really was spinning. But this… this was strategy. This was war. She swayed. Once. Twice. Ryan lunged forward. Sandra! he yelled, shaking her shoulders. His hands were desperate. Hot. Too late.

I will come as Vionna Scarlett. After sending the message, Sandra looked back at the window in her study. She just hoped she wouldn't regret this decision. Because there was no turning back once she sent the message. ***

Wanna see? Sandra - Are you kidding? Tongue out emoji. I giggled and turned to set my phone on a stand, setting it to take a picture. I stepped in front of it and posed. I took two more, and as I was setting it for the last one I caught my reflection in my mirror. I was smiling, and for the briefest moment I saw that innocent kid again, full of life and hope.

I held my breasts with my hands and stood like a statue as my mom trailed her fingers on my skin. I turned sideways and saw the shock on Rubby’s eyes. Her words, she ate. “What is this? Who did this?” My mom’s voice sounded like she was about to cry. I never knew she loved me that much. “Does this mean you were really kidnapped? How dare your kidnappers do this to you? Are they not aware of whose wife you are?”. Mr Fernando’s voice was plain. He sounded as stupid as his daughter. “Honey. These are old wounds. Although some are fresh” she trailed her hands towards my arm and back to my neck. “These weren’t just the kidnappers. What happened, Mira?”.

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

Mama seemed to be a natural at it, she ruled the household like she did when we were home. Home. Looking back, it seemed like a different planet, a different time although it wasn’t even that long ago. “Oh, you’re doing just fine.” Sanda said, chuckling. “Do you want me to give you a little demonstration? Of my abilities I meant.” Her brown eyes had little specks of green in them and I found it quite mesmerizing. She got up from where she sat, dusted her jeans off and strutted towards the sparring men. “You there,” she called out to a young, shirtless male. He was huge, broad-shouldered and muscled. Even his muscles had muscles it seemed. I thought she was crazy. He would annihilate her.

She had thought she had escaped her, but she still managed to find her. How unfortunate. "Before we go, Miranda, this is Sandra, my best friend. Sandra, this is my aunty's and the priestess of our Coven, Miranda, and her daughter, Mary, Maria's twin sister," Audrey pointed between Maria and Mary. Sandra was smiling widely as she bowed to Miranda and waved to Mary. "No need to bow, child, it's nice to meet you," Miranda said kindly. "Nice to meet you, too," Mary said. Sandra nodded politely, smiling.