Puck And Sabrina Novels & Stories

She put the phone down, her cheeks still glowing red, her smile refusing to fade. I had just watched Sabrina book a date with her high school crush, while covered in my scent, sitting in my room where we just made love. Sabrina pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile and match my mood. But she couldn’t mirror the grim look on my face. “Hi,” Sabrina finally said in a squeaky voice after I’ve said nothing. “That took forever,” I said, walking back into the room. Her eyes followed me to the bed. “We haven’t talked in ages,” Sabrina said.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Neither of them looked away first. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The puck dropped.

Sabrina’s POV “Are you listening to me at all?” I jumped, my face coloring immediately with guilt. “You weren't listening.” She concluded and sighed without waiting for my response. She didn't have to. My expression said it all. “What was the last thing you heard me say?” She was trying to give me a chance but unfortunately, I hadn't listened to anything that she said. Nothing at all. She pouted. “I've been talking for one hour, Sabrina.”

With obvious attitudes, Paisley and Shaina storm away. “That never gets old,” Sabrina says happily, before turning her attention back to Jordan. “They didn’t have those spicy chips you like, but I got crunchy tacos and lots of hot sauce.” Piper opens the sour candy and holds one up for me to eat. I take a bite, nipping the end of her thumb and making her yelp. She peels back the wrapper on her popsicle, and I smile at how excited she is by it. Music plays signaling the movie is about to start.

"Luna Sabrina, I deeply regret my words and actions during our initial encounter. I was unaware of the significance you held as the reincarnation of the Scarlet Witch. I am here to support you and the pack wholeheartedly." ‌ Andrei interjected, his voice filled with authority. "Sabrina, Lukas has proven himself to be a valuable member of our pack, and I trust his judgment. We are a family, and we must move forward with forgiveness and understanding." ‌ Lukas couldn't help but notice the lingering tension between him and Sabrina. Wanting to ease the atmosphere, he decided to break the ice with a touch of humor. A playful grin curved his lips as he leaned in slightly towards Sabrina.

My stomach twisted. “I want to be up next, she is sexy,” Another guy added and they erupted in laughter. I moved closer until I could see them gathered near the field. Daemon stood in the center, tossing a puck between his hands. He looked so normal, so relaxed, like he hadn’t just shattered everything, like he hadn't ripped my heart out of my chest I gulped hard and stepped forward. “Daemon?” Their laughter seized immediately they heard my voice. “Ava, what are you doing here?”

Me: Finn. Finn: I have a paper due Friday and Okafor is going to see right through me if I try to fake my way through the symbolism in Gatsby and I would rather eat a puck than ask Knox because he'll just tell me to ask you anyway so I'm cutting out the middleman. I stared at the screen for a moment. Then I got up, got dressed, and texted back: Frosty Mug. Four o'clock. Bring the book and whatever notes you have.

Target: Get drunk and get laid. So I moved through the dancing bodies, nodding my head to the beat and grabbing another cup as my previous one was empty. But as some of the girls sidled up to me, twirling their hair, my irritation grew. One puck bunny I’d seen sucking Matt’s dick under the stairs tried to slide her hand up my arm, but I just knocked off her ugly nails and glared until she backed off. Just great Dorian. I muttered to myself, aware I was blowing any chances I had with the ladies.

Before he even drove his shoulder into my ribs, he raised his stick and brought it down in a vicious, two-handed slash right across my unprotected wrists. The sickening crack of the composite stick against my bones echoed over the roar of the crowd, and a blinding flash of white-hot agony shot up my arms. I dropped the puck, my hands instantly going numb, and a second later, Silas’s shoulder slammed into my side, driving me face-first into the unforgiving ice. The breath was knocked completely out of my lungs, and I lay there for a second, gasping, my wrists throbbing with a sickening, fiery pain.

Nathan's POV Claire's tears shook his mate bond. His wolf was growling in anger. “I’m so sorry, have I caused some kind of misunderstanding?” Sabrina smiled. She was Royal Pack's princess. Nathan met Sabrina in college. After graduation, they returned to their respective packs, and soon after, they broke up. She knew he wasn’t married, and recently, she had been considering getting back together with him. Unless there were exceptional circumstances, Nathan wouldn’t consider a political marriage.