My Time At Sandrock Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I really want to know who this Marcus guy is, but I am dreading meeting him. My old man idolizes him, and Sandra regards him very respectfully. I held my smartphone till the bones of my fingers popped. “I can’t continue like this,” I said into the empty space. But the walls just sealed more tightly, encroaching. I really wanted to fling the cell, crush it into wreckage, but I could not manage to do so because whatever existed had already won. Also, I realized profoundly that time was slipping away.

Sean “Ready, little girl?” Tossing the two beaded braids below her ear over her shoulder, Sandy flashes me a heart-stopping grin and tucks her backpack of clothes in a sheltered niche above the water level at high tide. Naked and flinching at both the cold air and the sharp stones on the shallow cave’s floor, she grabs the two waterproof equipment packs and heads for the cold, northern Pacific water. “Last one in’s a smelly wolf.” “You’ll regret that.” Hobbling to the same niche where my mate left her clothes, I stuff my pack in beside hers. “Hold up, Sandy. My phone’s ringing.”

Hello Readers, We've finally updated Wonderings and replaced all of the repeated chapters with the proper chapters. Now that Wonderings have caught up to the present, we'll be working on Shards of Time. It'll take about two days atleast to catch up with Shards of Time since it'll be a bit more difficult for us. We'll be working on author-nim's raw files so we have to fix a few of the chapters to match with the story so please bear with us. We appreciate the support and understanding from the readers.