Miss Sab Novels & Stories

"Don't mind him, little lady. I'm Saba, as I said before, and this is my wife, Maureen. You’re safe under our roof." "For now," another voice drawled. A teenage girl with stringy hair and an identical expression of unfiltered skepticism stood next to Maeve. This was Davino. "Are we seriously doing this? Look at her dress. It looks like it was expensive once, but now it’s just trash. She looks like trouble wrapped in a blank slate."

She asks quietly. One purple, and one black eye watch her curiously. “Is that all you want to take from this? The fact that I didn’t end up doing anything?”. “I apologize, but I do not understand what you want me to say, Miss”. Sakura replies flatly. Misa can’t tell if she’s angry or not. Her pheromones don’t carry that distinct scent of anger, but the she-alpha can’t tell for sure. But at least, she’s not afraid.

(Mariah Mills) “...Nice to meet you both…i am Mies Sai, as you know..the President of Virtue Financial and the owner of all it’s assets…Hope we can all get along…”.

I paid and went back to the tabe not find her Missing again. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Can you at least have a little pity on me I yelled attracting the eyes of most customers.

Tuesday 27th April 2010 01:03 Belinda has not bothered trying to look her best, something that she could be accused of quite often, and, since she actually lives nearest to the Progression Software building, she reaches David relatively quickly after his phone call. There is still one member of the group David cannot get through to and that is Robert Alloway. She is trying to call him at this moment. After a few tries, she slams the phone down with great annoyance and makes an incomprehensible noise to back her feelings up. David sees her frustration and decides to try and calm her down a little. He walks over to her, knowing the smile on his face is full of concern but unable to do anythi

“This is Miss Mark.” The woman’s smile faltered. “Oh.” I wondered if she recognized my name from the news or from him. She shifted back to William, her tone softening. “Do you need anything? Coffee? Your meeting documents? Or......." “I need you to be professional,” he interrupted sharply. She blinked, as stunned as I was. That was the gentlest reprimand I had ever heard him give. “Yes, sir. Of course,” she said, stepping back at once.

I scratched the back of my head before I stood up and asked what they got. “Okay, do we start with Mrs. Frost or—” “Start with Maddison; I know almost everything there is to know about Mom,” I answered. “Alright, this one, she only existed till five years ago.” “What?” “There was no Maddison before then, and the first time she was seen was in Sedona at the bar the day she bumped into you.” “Wow, that's pretty strange.” “The architect, Gabrielle, who claimed to be best friends with her only met her after she met you, the day Gabriella begged you to give her a job.”

Her little hands go still. She blinks up at me. “Hi.” My throat tightens. “Hi.” “This is Missy,” Camile says, casually sipping her tea. “She’s three. Her favorite color is purple. She hates peas. And she thinks the moon follows her when she walks outside.” I can’t look away. Missy. Missy. The name thuds through my chest like a heartbeat. Camile lets the silence stretch before adding, “She also has your laugh. And your ears.”

"Chairman, what?! That old man is useless as ever!" "Boss!" Shouted another guard, Salazar was stopped for a while and looked at the man who shouted; "Do you want to die?" "You can kill me after you hear this." Salazar stretched out his neck and gave him a deadly look; "We have found all information about the woman, and she's Sabrina Marquez, former taekwondo athlete, and Solomon's coach. She was defeated in the qualifying round 6 years ago, and her father was killed during the mafia war six years ago."

"Good afternoon Mr. Stephan, I'm Drake Lockhart. Moira's mate." She's been away just for twelve days, and came home with her mate. An alpha, and a royal, while she didn't even realize that she isn't a mere human. Sabrina's jaw dropped. "Mate?" Moira is clearly confused. "I need a word with you, Mr. Lockhart," I said, tried my best to look as intimidating as possible while boring my eyes to his. He gave me a nod. "Sure, Sir." I walk to the direction of the elevator, intended to bring the boy to my office for some questions and threats, but stopped after realized that Moira is tailing after us.