My Time At Sandrock Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sandra opened her eyes in surprise, "what? I thought you would only ever love my sister so I worked so hard to be like her so you could notice me and now you are claiming to be in love with someone else. What about my feelings for you? What does this Tanya have that I don't?" Colby Tanner checked his time. Tanya should be here any minute now and they needed privacy. He looked at Sandra and said, "I'm afraid you have to leave now because you came at the very wrong time. I have a very important meeting and it's almost time." Sandra angrily stomped her feet and walked away.

Ryan requested. "How should I address you then?" Sandra asked. "Just call me Ryan," he replied. "Alright then. Goodbye, Ryan," she said, blushing as she hurriedly departed. "Emine!" Sandra called out to her friend. "Mmm, who's got a new crush?" Emine teased. "Oh, come on! Must you always think negatively? He's Kindred's arch-enemy. We met at the hospital," Sandra explained, narrating the entire encounter to her friend.

“Good. Just… long.” “Keep it that way,” Abby muttered. “No distractions. Remember why you’re there.” Sandra forced a nod, then slipped away to her room, where she scribbled poetry under the covers by flashlight. Words became her oxygen—words she couldn’t share with the man who called himself her pillar. Tshepo’s Spiral Meanwhile, Tshepo was in the back room of a dingy bar, the kind of place where time seemed to stop. Cards shuffled. Money clinked. Sweat mixed with smoke.

LOGAN'S POV there were three friends: me,Sandra, and Freya. Sandra was like a sister to me, always there when i needed her. i trusted her more than anyone else. Freya was also a good friend, but not as close as Sandra. One day, something strange happened. i woke up in your bed, and Sandra was lying next to me. She looked upset and claimed that i had marked her as my mate. I was shocked and confused. i didn't remember doing anything like that. Sandra showed me the mark on her neck, and i started to believe her. She seemed so upset, crying and saying she didn't know what to do.

"Is this the same play as last time, Mia? Get me worked up and then shove another woman into my bed?" He closed his eyes, fighting to keep his composure. "You'll try anything to dissolve this bond. Is he really that much better than me?" I didn't know what to say. How do you explain time-travel to a man who already thinks you're a liar? I didn't understand what could have driven my future self to hurt him this badly. The pain in his eyes cracked something inside my chest. "Marcus, please believe me. I don't want to dissolve the bond."

Damien continued, "But what if you could let go of that pain and find someone who genuinely cares for you? Someone like me." Sandra's eyes shot up, a mixture of surprise and disbelief written across her face. The room, once filled with the echoes of her cries, now carried the tension of an unexpected proposition. "You don't understand," Sandra replied, her voice laced with defiance. Damien took a step closer, his eyes holding a sincerity that resonated with genuine concern. "Maybe I do understand more than you think," he responded, gesturing towards the cup of tea as an offering of comfort.

❤️Sophie❤️ I have exactly forty-eight hours. Forty-eight hours to find a man whose name I don't know. Forty-eight hours before my father throws me out of his house if I can't find the so-called man. My life has officially become a disaster. “I still think we should go back to the club.” Sandy folds her legs beneath her on the bed as she watches me pace across her bedroom for what has to be the hundredth time today.

“Nothing like that…” “Then, why?” “I just need some time, Sandy…” “Love, look at me,” Sandilo said cupping her face. The moment she looked into his molten gold eyes, she found herself getting lost in them. A single drop of tear slid down her left eye as she found herself speak involuntarily. “When I was in college I was young, stupid, and naïve. I fell hard for Ronan the moment I saw him for the first time.” “Fell hard for him in the sense?”

Getting sand up my shorts and, if I was not careful, a crab pincer around my balls. “You didn't have to come with me. I'm capable of sunbathing by myself,” Sandra said, lying on her back on the sand. I rolled onto my side and proped myself up on my arm. “And why would I not come? I like spending time with you.” I dragged my finger across her flat stomach, and she squirmed. “Because.” She shrugged a shoulder. “Because?” “Yep. Because.” I flipped over and straddled her. She squealed and pulled her sunglasses off, flinging them to the side. She looked up at me, and I grinned wolfishly.

Walking closer by her side this time and the warriors following behind. “Am sorry you had to go through that but I am happy he rejected you because if he didn’t, then you wouldn’t be my mate.” Sandra was not moved; she has been through enough and couldn’t careless what he thought. Right now, she needed to feel safe behind the closed doors of her dorm room.