My Time At Sandrock X Novels & Stories

“Don’t go anywhere.” I make my way to the bathroom and run a washcloth under warm water so I can clean up the mess I left on her and grab a fresh towel for her. Before I go back out to the bedroom, I look up at the wall clock. The whole thing lasted maybe ten minutes at the most. “Rocky?” I take a moment to have a chat with him. “How has it only been ten minutes when it felt like the best hour of my life?” “Mate bond. It only gets better from here.” He purrs contentedly at his own statement.

Dwyane after I left Rhea's house. This is the only place where I can enjoy myself, since there are just few amusement place in this city. I check my watch and I found out that it's 12 minutes after four in the afternoon. "Maybe I'll go home before 6," I said to myself for I think two hours is enough to enjoy. - Sandro's POV "And also, me and Sarah had a quarrel earlier." I know that the sabotage that happened earlier is a big problem, but for me, the quarrel between my daughter and Fatima is immense.

He cheerfully said, "Host 1096's quite stupid for letting her pieces of baggage roamed around the city without proper protection, but whatever. It's none of my business. My only concern is to pester my dearest Maurice and her Original to death! Hahaha!" While the voice in his brain kept on protesting and mocking him for bringing out a poor man's grenade, Sandro activated his body-swapping skill and instantly appeared in front of his target. A second later, he was already waving happily at Maurice who was about to hack that lucky girl with a long knife. "Hello, my dearest Maurice? Did you miss me and my bombs? Oooh! I'm guessing that you did! After all, my bombs and letters are the main spice

“These are all small things. I can fix them. If you don’t like the three of us hanging out together, then from now on, we won’t all meet up at the same time. “Whatever else is bothering you, just tell me. I’ll change. I swear—” I cut him off, feeling irritated. “They’re not small things. My feelings were never small. “Honestly, we were done a long time ago, whether you see it or not. “Stop calling me. I really don’t want to have to change my number.” I hung up and blocked the unfamiliar number. I stayed busy once the semester started, and it felt good. I joined ROTC, and before I knew it, I had gotten pretty tan in just a couple of weeks.

Sandra's pov As soon as Xanvier left the house, I ran a bath. Nothing better than running cold water on a sex starved body - it calms the raging nerves. I stepped out, got dressed and ate some canned beef. The time on the small click on table reads 9am Pfff!! How time flies. I phoned the truck that was supposed to bring our properties over and they assured me that they will be here shortly, so I decided to take the time to look around the new house..

Me: Uhmm, no… You just closed, I guess… Sandra: Yes… Me: And how was service? Sandra: It was marvelous… Me: Wow… That’s cool… Sandra: Dioxidane where do you stay sef? Me: **Huh???** Uhmm, around Kofar Kaura… Sandra: Rejoice and I just came back from church and we were kinda bored… Me: Eya… I heard Rejoice say in the background, ‘tell him we want to visit him’…

While Sandro was looking at the time on the wristwatch he was wearing to determine the current time, he flashed a fleeting grin. "Annabelle, taking into account the current hour and the condition of your health, I do not believe that it is in your best interest for you to go back home tonight... This is now some minutes beyond the hour of nine at night; therefore I will suggest that you spend the night here and by tomorrow morning, you will return home!" Sandro gave me such words in the style of advice while maintaining a very composed appearance on his face, and I knew, deep down inside of me, that I didn't want to go home that night.

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.

I say. Sandra nearly chokes laughing. Rachel throws a napkin at me. And somehow, against all logic, the night keeps going. ~~~ My eyes snap open. Darkness. I squint my eyes at the faint red glow from the digital clock on top of my dresser cuts through the room. 2:30 AM. Good. I turn my head to the left. Sandra is sprawled across the bed like a fallen warrior, one leg hanging off the mattress, mouth slightly open. Her snores rumble through the room in aggressive intervals, like she’s personally fighting someone in her dreams.

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—"