Sabine And Ezra Novels & Stories

He stumbled forward with the momentum of an attack that had nowhere left to land, and Wren stood two feet to the side of where he'd expected her to be, breathing hard, staring at her own hands like they belonged to someone she was still getting introduced to. "Ha." Sable, from the fence, considerably less unhelpful now. "There it is." Ezra didn't say anything for a moment, just looked at her the way he'd looked at her the day of the rogue attack — careful, recalculating. "Do it again."

Too late. Elizabeth walked toward it. Slowly. Carefully. Claire stood close behind her. Elizabeth opened the door just enough. Sabrina stood there poised, elegant, perfectly calm. “Elizabeth,” she said softly. “May I come in?” Elizabeth held the doorframe firmly. “No.” Sabrina smiled faintly. “I won’t take much time.” “What do you want?” Sabrina’s gaze flickered briefly toward Elizabeth’s abdomen. “I came to clear misunderstandings.” Elizabeth’s chest tightened.

Mara absorbed that slowly. Then turned sharply toward Lucian. “So Elena knew my mother, offered legal protection, fought for my name, burned your file… and still hid all of it?” Lucian gave the answer no one liked. “Yes.” “Why?” Sabine answered before him: “Because Elena failed.” That sentence silenced even Lucian. Sabine continued. “She believed she could outpace all of you.” Her eyes moved across Corvin, Lucian, Alexander, Dahlia, Naomi. “She failed before sunrise.”

They didn't know that this body had memories of its previous life. Marchioness Susana stood up to welcome them. Sabina took this opportunity to introduce herself. "It was a pleasure to be invited, Marchioness Susana. I'm Duke Rozenreff's second daughter, Sabina. I am so thankful that I was invited, even if I'm from humble origins." Her voice oozed with uncertainty as Sabina looked ashamed and frightful. I'll give her an A for her acting skills. Well, let's butt in.

Sabrian only caressed her baby bump in response while a thoughtful expression clouded her features. Silence ensued for a few momenst until the door was opened and Elizah entered. His eyes like always looked for her and when they found her, they rested onto her like she was their home. Without moving his eyes from her, he asked Lina to leave. Lina rose to her feet, bowed and left. Elizah walked over to Sabrina. He sat at the other end of the bed and brought her feet to his lap. "What are you doing?" Sabrina frowned. He begin massaging her feet in response.

--- Here’s a little note which might help you recognize the characters well. Sabrina, Sage, and Shawn are siblings. Jared Martinez is their father, their mom is dead. Enrique, Elena, and Elliot are siblings. Mason Princeton is their father, Josephine is their stepmom and Lopez is their real mother but she went to London after her divorce.

Sabrina lost control of herself. When she saw Zach, she was reminded of Zayn. Zayn was the only family Sabrina had after she lost her mother and Grace. She and Zayn only had each other. Zayn had done so much for her. Yet now, Zayn is overseas, and no one knew where he was. Sebastian’s expression was extremely cold. “You’re too disobedient!” Sabrina hung her head. “I’m sorry.” “Come sit here!” Sebastian ordered. Sabrina obediently walked to Sebastian and sat down next to him.

“Gab?” a soft and sweet voice called Gabriel’s name. Sabrina pressed her lips tightly as she watched Elizabeth show up from the dining room. “Sab, Eli came back here to apologize,” Gabriel explained before he stepped to her side and turned to the woman. “Eli..” “Sorry about earlier. I was just overwhelmed,” Elizabeth muttered. Sabria’s eyebrows raised. Even though she was not good at reading people, she still could tell that the woman’s apology was insincere.

Ezra: I took a deep breath before walking to the basement where Madeline was sitting, locked up. Her eyes met mine, and she smiled, her smile devious, making my heart ache. The woman who I considered as more than just a sister. The woman who I thought would support me through thick and thin was the woman who was betraying me.

"Seriously, though… I thought this one was going to be different." Ezra regarded him. "Because she was Eliana-approved? Or because you didn't make her laugh when you told her your dream vacation was going to Comic-Con in a velvet blazer?" Saben smiled. "Both." Ezra spun his glass. "So what now?" Saben took a sip, the warmth burning his chest like the sting of truth. "Now? I stop building castles with the people who came with nothing but a tent." Ezra raised an eyebrow. "That sounds like it was ripped from your poetry journal."