My Time At Sandrock Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I have truly changed. I was going through a lot back then and I lost control, once. I have never done anything like that to anyone else.” “Wow, then I guess I am the lucky one! I was raped by the mighty Nataniel Kaponda, someone, please, give me a medal.” There were tears in her eyes as she said the sarcastic words. Nataniel’s presence before her had vividly brought back to life the memories she had been trying to forget for the past thirty years.

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

Owen stared at me in disbelief, as if he didn't recognize me. In his mind, I'd always been that submissive pushover who'd only cry and beg for mercy. He pointed at Sandy, who was being supported by a waiter at the door, and yelled at me, "You almost killed Sandy! We walked through the snow for three hours! Sandy's feet are frostbitten! Have you no heart at all?" Sandy leaned weakly against the doorframe and looked at Owen with big, sad puppy dog eyes. She said, "Owen, don't be mad at Brooke. It's my own fault for being useless. As long as it helps Brooke feel better, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little."

It was a thing of great concern as I was going to be an Alpha, so I sincerely understood why they had to talk about it. But it will have been much better if they had not brought it up at that point in time. It was just two weeks ago, that Sandro found his mate, at a party that we attended. And before he found his mate, he was already worried, as Alex had found his mate way back in time. Then there's me, older with some months, and of an Alpha blood, and still, I had not felt any sensation that was close to finding my mate. My face immediately contorted into a frown, that Dad noticed, as he called my name.

He appeared agitated. Sandy snorted “You should be sorry dude because the next time you waste my time, you might be losing your hob. Run along” she shooed him away. I almost felt pity for the poor kid. I didn't waste time picking up my glass of wine when he poured it. I gulped it down praying it eases the tension I was feeling all over my body. “Everything okay here guys? Someone seems to be on high” Sandy gushed before accepting her glass from her strange boyfriend.

Each time it jumped into my head, my heart also hit my ribs. I stood and sat in the window, looking down at the exuberant building in New York, the roads and lights, the gigantic beautiful school, and the people who were happy going up and down. I got jealous about how they were moving to and fro, laughing and holding hands with their partners. “Where are you, Rose?” Sandra had a fluency disorder, she sometimes talked at a slow pace when she was tired or whenever it wanted to come. For that reason, she associated with few people, just me and his boyfriend were enough for her.

I replied with a smile, reminiscing about the moment Professor Blake and I shared by the riverside. Sandra's frown deepened when I mentioned our kiss. "What's with the frown, Sandra? Is something wrong?" I asked, concerned. "Nothing," she replied briefly, standing up and walking to her room. Her cryptic response left me puzzled, and I couldn't help but wonder why Sandra seemed so concerned about my evening with Professor Blake, and why she frowned when I mentioned that I kissed professor Blake. As she retreated to her room, I sat on the couch, replaying the magical moments with Professor Blake in my mind.

The same goes for transportation expenses. The only disadvantage was having someone else in the house, but I could endure that. Six months was such a short amount of time. I’d already spent years working at Hornbrown Investments without even noticing how fast time passed. And besides… I was getting closer to making my plan happen. “I’ll deal with it later,” I answered Kleinder before a sweet smile appeared on my lips. “First, you’ll need to deal with me.” Sandara? One point. Kleinder? Zero.

I sniffled back sobs and stopped crying. "What time is the party starting again?" I inquired and Sandra gasped. She giggled and then placed a soft feathery kiss on my cheek. "That's the spirit. Fuck Luciano! It's time to get your groove on!"

As the music begins to warm its way deeper into my body, I find the bar that Rico is sitting at. Sandra, sitting right by his side, offers me a smile as I sit down next to them. “How goes it, Blake?” Sandra's bright tone tells me how incredibly happy she is with my friend, and I'm happy for both of them and glad that they found love with one another. I never imagined Rico, who owns this dirtiest billionaire club and who was a complete womanizer, would be a completely changed man immersed in love. “It goes.” Her expression tightens slightly at my words as Rico continues to pore over the books, clearly looking for something. “Do you need me to check and see if the sensory deprivation tank is a