Old Sana A Novels & Stories

Sanjana was dead to everyone. “Sanjana, whatever happens, happens for a reason. Maybe this is what destiny wants for you. Don’t get me wrong—but if the world believes Sanjana is dead, then let her be. Let Sanjana die. Today, Sanjana ends, and Samantha begins. From now on, you are Samantha Blake —my elder brother’s daughter. Is that okay with you?” Uncle gently caressed my palm and wiped my tears with his handkerchief.

Ersa I rolled my eyes dramatically at his suggestive question and instead sat down onto the soft, cool sand, digging my feet slightly into the grains. I heard him release a low, satisfied chuckle before settling down comfortably beside me. We sat in silence, watching as the sunset slowly kissed the ocean horizon, painting the vast sky in streaks of fiery orange and deep violet. “How old are you, Sano?” I asked, turning my head to face him. He looked at me, momentarily confused by the sudden, casual question, but he answered immediately. “Thirty.” A familiar, confident smirk suddenly played on his lips as he leaned back, resting his weight on his hands. “Too old for you, little Soltharic?”

She wanted her beside her—always. “She will be alright. Have faith! We are here for her and for you.” Sana took her hand and squeezed it making Olivia smile. “I know. Thanks to you and Aunt Mary, I have not broken apart yet.” She said putting her other hand on top of hers. “Oh darling!” She hugged her again. Sana was a year older than her but she always treated her like she was way older than Olivia. It made a bubble of laughter come out of her mouth despite being sad and worried.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

viranica didn't understood anything viranica : what do you mean sana : don't you remember a girl hugging your prince in shopping mall viranica : that girl prince saved her so she hugged him sana : what about the girl hugged him in your college viranica : it is also same girl . . . sana smiled faintly and said "it's me only" viranica asked "so you're the one my prince saved" sana said "nah I'm one of his slave" viranica is shocked and asked "What do you mean"

a very pale girl exclaimed, walking toward us. “Hey!” Lyra hugged the girl tightly. “You're back.” “Yeah, daddy's tired of me again; he says my diagnosis is just acting, you know.” The girl rolled her eyes and then looked at me. “Who is this?” “Oh,” Lyra replied, “this is the new one.” “Hello,” I greeted while faking a smile; I was very good at that lately. “I am Sana.” “Ana… Anna,” I quickly corrected. Lyra and Sana shared a glance.

old doctor very much, because her health can be considered in his hands, everything he says she listens to. , because her health is under his control, if she dares to disobey his word, her health will immediately deteriorate, she still wants to live many more years, so her health problems Always obediently listen to everyone's arrangement. "I heard Mr. Song say that tomorrow you are going to have a picnic at school, is it true, the main place is the mountain on the outskirts of the city, that place is very beautiful at sunset, two years ago I had the opportunity to go. Go to that place for a picnic with your friend. But you must be careful and absolutely do not get lost in that forbidden fo

I had put Sanaya Johnson and Sana into two different worlds. Sana was scared of the dangers that lurked in the shadows. She was scared of going to work the next day and becoming someone’s prey. Sana was filled with insecurities and flaws and she was trying her best to survive in this new world that no one had any idea about. Sana was trying her best to mend her broken heart and take care of her broken family.

Sane bowed as a sign of respect, motioning that he was going to the rooftop to see her. He was about to do so when the old guy talked once more. “I have a question to ask you, Sane,” he said. The question that followed that statement immediately felt Sane nervous even when he couldn’t really understand why he was feeling so. It made his palms sweat, and it made him swallow the lump that was stuck on his throat. “Do you like Seleen?” There was something with the question that automatically sent shivers down to his spine. He could feel the frantic beating of his heart against his chest, and he was afraid that the old man could hear it from where he was standing.

he asked, looking around at the few people that occupied the restaurant. Sana smiled, then stretched her hand in front of him. "You must be Oliver Leo, I am Sana Mario, your date, it's nice to meet you". Oliver stared at the hand, then glanced around to make sure he wasn't being pranked, then looked back at Sana. "What the fuck are you talking about Sana, this is not funny, so cut it out". Sana frowned, her red lips forming a pout. Oliver tried not to notice. "I said I'm your date, Sana told me that I was going to meet her boss here for a date".