Roman Sanders Novels & Stories

the photo is captioned: RAYMOND SANDERS, eligible bachelor and CEO of Sanders State Development Corporation, now nominated to run for mayor of New York city. She is trembling with inexplicable anger. Easy now, Meghan, a tiny voice inside her head said. She hated Raymund Sanders along with his so-called brothers, Oliver and Lucas. But they will soon get what they deserve. She was laughing mindlessly. I am still here, you idiots, just right under your noses!. Her mind is in uncontrollable fury. “Someday, Meghan, be patient. Time will come. Sssshhh.be good girl now,” again the tiny voice in her head whispered.

Bryan looked up at him and Storm couldn’t wipe off the dreamy smile on his face as Bryan spoke about her. “Good, I trust you to be tight-lipped about it.” “Yes Stormy.” He gave a mock salute. “See you later boss.” “Sure thing.” He exited the room. “Okay guys.” Bryan held up the sheet of paper. “Results!” Maureen sipped on her wine. “Morgan Sanders.” “Alrighty then.” Raymond intertwined his fingers, cracking his knuckles. Maureen studied the piece of paper Bryan passed out. Morgan Sanders Female 42 Las Vegas, California.

“I’ve been stepping on Sanderson’s toes for ten years. I guess he’s had enough.” “Stepping on his toes, how? All you’re giving me are cryptic statements, Rivera.” I slammed my hand against the steering wheel. “I don’t know what you want me to say.” “You know… I looked up Peter Sanderson. Aside from being an art collector, the guy is squeaky clean.” I turned my head to face her. “Then you need to look a little harder.” “How about you tell me what pies he’s got his fingers in, then we’ll go from there.”

Sandra continued, undeterred, “I’d let him.” “Listen, Sandy. I came here to exercise and relax and get away from my problems for a change. But I can’t since you’re mentioning the biggest of them all. So, please stop talking about Paxton or go home right now.” Sandra’s eyebrows knitted as she watched the river. “But Rina… A foundation? How cool is that? How bad can he be if he gives a fortune away for a cause like that?” “He’s trying to manipulate us all with this new idea. He’s using his money to create a new image for himself. The good guy, the good Samaritan. It’s a trick, Sandy!”

A small smile appeared on her face as she saw me when she looked at Andres again. “So the rumors were true after all. You knocked me up, and now you are playing house with your second chance mate?” “That is enough, Elizabeth,” Andres growled when I felt like I had heard this name somewhere. “Alpha Sanders.” all three of us turned around to see Doctor Quinn standing behind us.

“Petrakis. I never thought I would see the day I received your call. “ The man on the other end said. “Rossi. Remember that favor you owe me? “ “Straight to business then. You finally want to collect? “ “Yes. A woman is looking for employment in your company. Her name is Hazel Thompson. I want you to cancel her interview. “ There was silence on the other end of the line. I almost thought the douche had fucking hung up on me. But Rossi was a smart man. He knew better than to disrespect me. “Is that how you want to call in your favor? “ He had a point. I could need him for something else–something more important–more important. Fuck, Hazel was back in my life for less than thirty minutes and s

"Though I think I can guess." He knew what I had tried to do. The thought made me sick with shame. "I don't know what you mean," I said, pulling Ollie closer towards my body seeking comfort from him. "Don't you?" Ramon's eyes were fixed on me, as he continued speaking. "Lake Sanders, nineteen years old, works—worked—as a dishwasher at three different restaurants before getting fired from each one, with no substantial reasons. Only a shitty goodbye and no pay. Also the legal guardian to his five-year-old brother Oliver after their father abandoned them three months ago. Currently behind on rent, utilities, and medical bills."

I'm amused by how such small things like a store makes her happy causing her voice to elevate higher a little bit. “ it’s a longer drive if you don't want to, there’s a smaller store more in town you can go to but the quality isn’t as great” she finishes her voice dropped, calmer this time making it seem she was less excited about this store but understood why we'd choose it. “ the woodsmen shop sounds perfect” Ryan cheers pushing on my seat. “ I’m sorry I have to asked but are you gay?” Creed remarks “ because you are the only dude I know that squeals like a girl on purpose” he states

The day after meeting Audrey, a woman with a striking appearance and a strong perfume scent approached him while he was sitting in front of an arcade machine next to the mall and wondered about his relationship with Audrey. The woman's name is Rica Salandra. She offered him a large sum of money, as long as he would help her with some things related to Audrey. Sandford did become poor and bankrupt, but he didn't become stupid. He immediately knew that Rica hated Audrey and that Rica was an evil-hearted woman who was willing to spend a lot of money and do anything to do what she wanted. Of course Sandford would never refuse anything that smelled of money. Since then he considered himself wo

He smiled at me as he wiped his hand on his clothes, then extended it to me. “I’m Sandro, Miss. I’m sorry and my hand is a little dirty. I finished a lot of work.” I took his hand and his face became even brighter. I was glad that it was a big thing for him to accept his hand. “Regarding your question earlier, why I stay with Mr. Davis is because he’s the nicest person I’ve ever met. Sir Tyron is not a bad character. He is serious about other things but he is a good person and understanding.”