Miss Sab Novels & Stories

Savannah stood next to the counter like she just triggered a missile launch, cheeks pale, eyes darting between me and Mable. "Is he going to be upset?" Mable snorted. "Rowan doesn't get mad. He gets annoying." I tried to straighten again, but Mable's arms tightened. "Stop struggling," she ordered quietly. "You're going to tear open what I just wrapped." "I'm the Alpha..." I muttered. "And my name is Mable... Nice to meet you." she replied sarcastically, "You're one bad decision away from being unconscious on my floor." Savannah's mouth twitched and she laughed softly, then quickly slapped her hand over her mouth.

I still feel it’s unfair because Kiran had a car at sixteen and he gave Malachi his fair share of gray hair. So, here I am, waiting for the principal. I knew my father was on his way, I’d seen it and I would know for sure the moment he stepped through those big front doors. Kiran had an air about him. The other moms always smiled at him and Jessica says it’s because he used to be the Casanova of Seward. She still calls him Superstar and he always smiles because he knows more about that than we do. I guess some things should stay secret.

I feel very uneasy, like something bad is about to happen! As soon as he finished speaking, Dante's phone suddenly rang. His assistant, Liam Hanson, spoke anxiously through the receiver. "Alpha, there's been an accident! A tsunami hit, and a cruise ship with a thousand passengers sank!" "What does that have to do with me?" Dante questioned. "The dock security cameras caught Ember boarding that cruise ship! We also found her pack withdrawal application and her ticket reservation records." "What?" Dante's expression changed drastically. He now understood the meaning of Liam's words—I had died.

The main said candidly, with her hands behind her. "Oh!" Rebecca said, a little disappointed, "Um, what's your name?" The maid was stunned at the question. She looked both ways to confirm if she was the one that she was referring to you. "Me?" The maid replied doubtfully, pointing at herself. "Yes. There isn't anyone in the room asides us." Rebecca said, being friendly. She had a warm smile. "I am Zita, Your grace!" The maid replied, feeling edgy. It was evident in her speech.

“Good day, ma’am; I'm sorry I didn't notice you come in. Hope you haven't been standing there for too long, please have a seat.” The woman laughed and the best way I can describe her laugh is that it sounds like money and cash. I used to bartend years ago, and boy, when I tell you, as soon as I hear that laugh, I'm calling dibs on serving that table. She graciously took a seat and I followed suit. When she smiled, I noticed her eyes crinkled, exposing slight smile wrinkles, “I didn't have the time to make proper introductions earlier. My name is Sharon MacMillan, and I'm the head of the legal department and your direct boss. I've headed the department for about twenty-plus years.”

I replied and Miss Mitchel just giggled at me. "Hey! Stop calling me ma'am. Just call me Gabby." She replied and then I felt a pang of guilt punching me in the chest. I couldn't bring myself to answer her so I just nodded. "I'm not really someone who beats around the bush, so..." I think my heart stopped as soon as she started that sentence. Gosh! I knew this was coming. I looked at Andrea and she looks like she already has a stomachache. I tried to calm myself down and make myself believe that what she was about to say is not what I think it was.

I responded as I smirked. The smile on her face dropped as Arsenio chuckled. “How dare you talk to me like that?? Who the fuck do you think you are???” Monalisa asked as she glared at me. “I am his mistress but who are you madam??? What is your relationship with him??Let me answer that for you….you are his past and it is best you remain there because that is where you belong. She was about to slap me when I caught her hand and gave her a deadly glare.

– Megan gave her a light elbow in the shoulder, making her smile shyly. - I still haven't overcome all my insecurities, unfortunately. But luckily I have Mahara and her wonderful couch to help me with that. So please don't rat me out. – Missy pretended to beg, good-humored – Heaven knows I would be absolutely nothing without her therapy sessions. She gave a falsely regretful sigh, unable to help but smile happily.

I nodded. Before I could make it to the white leather sofa to wait, an Amazonian blonde sashayed out of the Greyson's office, grinning like she'd just had the best sex of her life. She paused as she past me, casting her gaze down my podgy body. Her freckled nose curled in disgust. "Send Miss Smithson in." Greyson barked through the intercom. I turned to Mabel, raising my eyebrows with a slight smile. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach.

Kaiba Jun and Takahashi Sato looked at each other weirdly before the latter shrugged his shoulders and waited for the teacher to continue speaking. Followed behind the teacher was another student, Misao Aika. She was a very famous student due to her really good grades and also her good looks, despite her being cold to everyone most of the time. She was also part of the student council, not the president but still a part of it. So she did have some connections and authority.