Miss Sab Novels & Stories

Suarez and Bobbie were seated already, waiting for him to sit. “Sir, my daughter Bobbie mentioned to me what you talked about. To be honest, I am not happy with your plan to hire my daughter to be your temporary date. But my son also told me about you and Ms. Gibbs.” Marcus cut her, “Miss Gibbs? And who is that?” he asked quizzically. “Miss Marie Gibbs is Ms. Mariko Saito.” Marcus got stunned. ‘So, she did change her name, huh. Now I get why we couldn’t find her even if we hired the best private investigator in the country.’ Marcus thought.

The receptionist looked inconceivably at Sabrina, “Excuse me, you…are you, Miss Sabrina Scott?” Sabrina nodded. The receptionist then said with a very pleasing tone, “Miss Scott, the director will see you."

Then, he video-called Mable. Mable heard Marissa's screams through the phone as soon as the video call connected. "What do you want from me? Don't touch me!" "Someone wants to see you, Marissa," said Solomon. Marissa appeared on the screen. Mable looked at Marissa with a stern expression. "Marissa, do you still recognize me?" Marissa screamed and tried to grab the phone as soon as she saw Mable. "Mable, you bitch! Rot in hell!" One of Solomon's bodyguards grabbed Marissa's hair and slapped her in the face. "Behave yourself! I'll remove all your teeth if you dare to be insolent again!"

She deleted the message and began again, this time pouring all of her heart into it. Teresa: Sabrina, it's me—Teresa. I know it's been years, and I may not even have the right to ask, but I miss you. I miss the connection we used to have.I have learned so much about your life and couldn't be proud of all that you accomplished. But I need to see you, to talk with you. And…I'd like to meet Saben too. Give me a shot at making it right between us. I am here for you when you want. Where. Anytime.

HAILEY Marcus Vega's report arrived via encrypted email at eleven PM. I'd been waiting for it, refreshing my inbox obsessively since dinner. When it finally appeared, I opened it immediately, scanning through the pages. Mabel James. Born Mabel James, married name Mabel Hoss. Thirty-two years old. Stylist based in Los Angeles, recently returned to New York. I already knew all of that. I scrolled down, looking for something useful. Something I could actually use against her.

It makes no sense… “Oh, don't think much about it. Dreams don't mean much. Sure, it scared you a bit. But it ends there. Today is a big day. You shouldn't let a dream rattle you. “Athena says, and I nod after a few seconds, with a fake smile. I'm at Athena's place today, as I wanted to stay away from home, and it's a normal thing as Athena and I usually pass nights at each other's houses. A week had passed since Amber challenged me, and today is the day that the new Miss. Emerald High would be announced. Athena has been helping me campaign for the spot. She gave herself the title of my campaign manager, and according to her, things are looking up. And if she says so, I believe her. She got m

She shrugged it off easily and instead focused on her two 'slutty' friends instead. Ariana would never slut-shame anyone, but she really felt a little uncomfortable about their extreme sensual activities. The redhead, Maisie was an Italian from Sicily, and she's apparently engaged to some Italian mafia. Sabryna, the raven-haired one was a Canadian from Vancouver. Her family had relocated to Toronto last year and decided it was best for her to live her aunt here in K-State.

Izzabelle smirked knowingly while looking at the barely dressed delicate woman in front of her then grabbed the latter's hand for a shake with a little amount of force. Ella was caught off guard and she staggered in difficulty trying to keep her balance but end up landing in Ethan's strong arms instead. "Ohhh... My god! I'm so sorry... I'm Mabb, please to finally meet you Miss Ella." The woman whom introduced herself as Mabb pretended to panic while snickering, she seemed to looked so sorry but if you could see through her, then you would know that the 'snickering thing' means more trouble is about to come.

“The ones you pretend not to see. The ones the professors don’t dare fail. The ones who own this place without ever saying a word.” Missy followed, her legs suddenly heavier. “They’re mafia, aren’t they?” she asked quietly. Sienna didn’t answer right away. Then, just as they turned the corner, she said, “No. They're worse.”

Several female assistants surrounded Lina, looking at her with smiles on their faces. As for the male assistant, for life's sake, stay calm. “Thank you, kind girl.” Missa took from her drawer some snacks, “Do you want more? In fact, it was all explained by the main secretary, who asked Misa to prepare a bunch of food and drink according to the list. Originally, Misa was still depressed, but looking at the current situation, she finally understood the reason. “Misa, you are so kind.” Lina looked at the dazzling array of snacks, her eyes glowing, all of which she liked.