Nicholas Scratch Sabrina Novels & Stories

“We can't do that to her.” “She wouldn't know as long as we don't tell her,” Ivan pulled away. “Come on. I know you want me.” He's wrong. I would never want him. Not in a million years. “What do you say, Sabrina?” He brushed his finger over my bottom lip. “Me and you?” “No.” I hissed. “What about one kiss?” he pouted. “No.” I shook my head. “No?” He gripped my hips and lifted me into the kitchen counter.

His nostril flared and mouth twisted with threat. "You want to know why was he touching me? I'll show you," she pushed him away. Elizah stumbled backward. Before he could respond, Sabrina turned around and swept her hair over her shoulder, revealing a "E" inked on her nape. Elizah's gaze softened when he saw the ink. He took that in with a dawning realisation. He extended his hand to touch it but Sabrina stepped away and turned around. "I never thought I would regret doing this," her voice wavered with disappointment as she wiped her tears. Elizah came closer and held her shoulders.

Luciano's fingers gently wrapped around the nape of my neck, and I could feel his minty breath against my skin as he leaned in, drawing me closer. “You’ve been a very bad girl,Sabrina.Just maybe, I want to tie you up and fuck the hell out of you,”

-We'll go to the VIP area later," Tyler whispered, pointing to some stairs leading to the second floor. Upstairs there were some tables with chairs, there were people there, watching us. In a bigger chair and more in the center was someone sitting, someone I couldn't quite make out but who looked very familiar, he had a blonde woman on his lap. When a white light focused on him for a second it was enough for me to realize who he was. With a suit, his hair perfectly combed, his airs of grandeur and his power, I realized it was Nicholas. And the blonde on his legs was Sabrina. I remembered he told me he was only with her for sex, I couldn't believe that man had no feelings. Carnal pleasure doe

Nicholas asked with a smirk on his face but none of the women said anything. “Oh, I might scare you all but let me tell you a secret what my dear sister Caroline is doing at my back” Nicholas chuckled Sabrina didn’t wait for anything else and fall on the feet of Nicholas. “Nicholas please forgive me, I lost my way for a few minutes but I promise that I will never try to mess with you again” Sabrina started to cry but Nicholas didn’t show any mercy on her and kicked her stomach. “ A bitch like you deserved only this, you are my mate I thought you will stick to me but you have no idea what have I planned for you,” Nicholas said with a smirk.

Nicholas raised his head and looked at the detective, asking. "Tonight, more than an hour ago." As he said this, he opened a video on his computer. "Look, this is the video I took of them meeting. I was sitting two tables away from them." Nicholas watched the video of the two meeting. Due to the large distance, the video managed to capture the scene, but it didn’t record the sound. The next morning, Luna reported to Nicholas on the progress of the investigation. When she mentioned finding Sabrina, now calling herself Gabriela at the nightclub, Nicholas’s reaction was very calm, as if he hadn’t remembered that woman’s existence.

A trashy gold-digger who I will never attend her funeral. "Vanessa, okay?" Gabriel asserts, and he completes me. We are on the same page for a long time now. Everything he says and everything he does assists me to carry on with my life. He has always been in my back, and I wouldn't ever hesitate for a second to fight dragons, Crusaders, or whatever for him if necessary because he wouldn't too. "This may be the minimal thing he can do to us, Sabrina."

Michael. I don’t tell anyone, not Trey, not Kiari, not even Yubi. Especially not Yubi. I sit alone in my study long after the house has gone quiet, the echo of Abel’s voice still ringing in my ears, the image burned behind my eyelids no matter how many times I blink. Ten seconds. That’s all he gave me. Ten seconds of Naomi tied to a chair, her hair matted, her face thinner than I remember, her eyes God her eyes still fighting even through the grainy video.

"Stop acting so tough, Abby. Is it really that hard to admit that I'm better than you? I've finally seen your true colors. Don't ever contact me again. Being friends with someone like you is frankly embarrassing." I said flatly, "Fine by me. It's over between us." Sabrina grew agitated. "Think carefully, Abby. If you come crawling back to beg me for help in the future, I won't give you the time of day!" "The door's on the right. Bye." "Don't come crying to me later, Abby!" I motioned with my eyes for Sabrina to get out. It was pathetic, really. She looked down on me, yet before leaving, she scrambled to gather the scattered bills.

Then she turned toward me, her expression cooling in an instant. “Ah. Blind Clara. You’re here too.” Blind Clara. Not her son’s mate. Nor Silvercrest’s Luna. Just a blind burden. I didn’t answer. My gaze drifted to Caleb again. He didn’t even try to defend me. Fine. I’d take it. Call it my last bit of patience before I leave.. “Good evening, Natasha,” I bowed. She nodded, faced Frost again. Smiling like a wicked witch. “Let’s head inside. Clara still has a ritual to complete.”