My Time At Sandrock Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was followed by a picture—a black private jet landing on the tarmac at Silver City International Airport. "Ayla, wait for me." It wasn't just Corbin who had someone he'd left behind. Finn and I had known each other since we were kids. As the Alpha of the Stone Pack, he was my first crush, and I was his. If it weren't for the ancient pact binding our two packs, I would have been his Luna long ago. Corbin would have never even been in the picture. Three days later, I was invited to a charity gala. As soon as I walked in, I saw Corbin at the center of a crowd of elites.

I add, crossing my arms, “if Jeremy Turner wants to like her, that’s his business. Not yours. Not your friend’s. Not your entire imaginary fan club. Focus on your own lives. If you have any.” i don't wait for them to say anything and turn, heading down the hallway. Sandra catches up beside me, grinning. “Wow. The tiger is finally loose.” I shoot her a look. “Keep talking and I’ll redirect that tiger to you.” She laughs, following me down the hallway. Thirteen hours later, I lie sprawled on the bed in an oversized shirt, baggy pants, and my glasses perched lazily on my nose. My hair is in a messy bun that looks less like a style and more like a failed engineering project.

ERIKA'S POV Four days later, Sandra has broken into tears again at the thought of me leaving again. "Please, don't make it hard for me this time around," I clung to her fist. "I'll only be gone for a while... Just a little while." She shook her head, "No! No! There's nothing but a boring empty shell when you're not around." "C'mon Sandie. I don't want to leave you here all alone either," I said, "but I have to go. I have to—"

River was born here in the coven like I was, so he was around my whole life. Our Earth elemental friend is Sandy. She likes to wear sundresses with boots after training each day. She seems sweet but I swear she's crazy as fuck. Her familiar is a damn tarantula named Legs, for crying out loud. This crazy friend of ours came to the coven with her parents when she was five. She was just as strange then as she is now.

Rocky tried calling him but his phone was out of range. We were running out of time as it takes approximately three hours to reach the capital and we have already wasted half an hour waiting for him. So we thought he must have left and drove on our way. AUTHOR’S POV: Today is best the day of Rocky’s life. All his friends are going on a vacation. He has planned so many things to do there with Zara. He has also planned to tell her about his feelings before she gets further involved with Sunny.

she gave a word of affirmation. I was starting to feel okay with Sandra and Selena comforting me. I'd admit their company creates a happy atmosphere. At some point, I forgot about all my worries. Such a wonderful friend I've got and a fabulous angel I call my sister. We had to see my favorite movie 'Time freak' in the living room. It never gets old. The movie tells how a young physic genius, who got dumped by his girlfriend travelled back in time to save his relationship over a zillion times. Even after he won her heart and they eventually got married, he didn't stop there. Gosh! He deserved better because I feel his girlfriend was a total jerk not to see him trying. Mehn, I love this movie.

Giggling like kids we both went inside and fell there on our heads not giving a damn if it will make our dresses muddy. We kept lying there holding hands when Emma looked at me sideways, “This is heaven.” “I agree.” I closed my eyes. For a moment I wanted that time to return, when we were friends. And Romeo had not proposed me. I wish if I could say No to his proposal and kept working beside my friends as an Omega. “What are you thinking, Sandra?” Her voice sliced through the quietness. “Nothing. We have come far ahead.” I replied to her without opening my eyes.

Sandro got up so fast that I even got scared. — Do you really want me to pass this shame? - he asked. — There won't be time to go there – I made a face – I'm too tight. — Do you swear? - he widened his eyes – because the time you lost talking to me, you could have gone there and asked for it yourself. — It's your chance to talk to her – insist – maybe ask her out. Sandro seemed to think.

“Because when I sober up, I’m going over to his house. If he thinks he can just dump me for my own good and make me miserable in the process, he’s got another think coming!” “Uh, ladies? Not to interrupt what has to be scintillating conversation, but do you realize what time it is, that you’ve been drinking for the last several hours and that you’re all lying on the floor?” Heads turned in the direction of Derrick’s voice. Sandra sent him a dazzling smile. “Hello, darling,” she said in a dreamy voice. “Have you come to take me to bed?” Derrick chuckled. “Since I don’t imagine any of you are going to make it to bed unless I carry you, I think it’s safe to say I have come to take you to bed.”

And whether or not Sebastian Moonclaire was involved, I still regarded that man as a bastard who should never be seen again. I rose from my chair, surprising her as I took her hand. She set boundaries between us, I knew that. But I also enjoyed it every time she responded to the teasing I directed at her. The flush of red on her cheeks made my heart race. For years, it had always been the same. And it felt like I was getting a chance—maybe soon. I was certain the time would come. “Now you have to accompany me, Sandra.” I had always loved her rounded eyes, sparkling like precious gems.