Sabine Cheng Novels & Stories

Don’t even think about it, Aurelia. “What are you doing here?” Sabine walked in, her hand rested on her hip. She had a complete model figure. Her eyes were ocean blue and she had light freckles around her nose and cheek. She was the kind of girl who fit in with all the categories; cute, sexy etc. Her face had a stamp on it; don’t mess with me I will eat you up. “I was leaving,” the last thing I want is to get on her bad side. Actually, I already am. Truth is I want absolutely nothing to do with her. Maya is nice; she’s sweet and very friendly. I’m good with her.

I looked at the Alpha and frowned. "So which name are we supposed to call you, Alpha?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Layton. Arachne is the only one who can call me Henry." I nodded with a frown when he said Arachne. The womans name was Emiko, unless she also went by Arachne. "So are you attending the festival, Gamma Channing?" "I am the Moon Oracle, and I hate that festival." I growled at him as I stepped back. "I must be going."

Chapter 13. "Caitlyn, have you been crying all this because of a mere dog?" He asked, a stupefied look plastered on his face. She sniffed and wiped her tears with the back of her right palm. "Some weeks ago, a dog died. His owner is a woman that's sixty years of age. She's the mother of the CEO of Grey's group; you must know him,” she paused for a while. Martin went back to sit on the chair while she sniffed and continued, " That dog was the only companion of the old woman. They were very fond of each other. She took good care of him and he never made her feel lonely.

Where were they heading off to and why? She shook her head as the call was again not attended…. She is Sabrina. Sabrina Leonardo. She is 18 years old. Daughter of Leonardo Lee and Alice Greene. Her father worked with some organisation she has little to no idea of and her mother is a housewife. She is the only child and very dear to her parents. She was studying here in the prestigious university in another city on scholarship. She met her father’s friend son Jackson Mateo here in this city. Jackson had really insisted for a chance.

Hansen stopped, turning around and asked with a frown. "It's like this." Sabrina giggled. "Hansen, you know that I'm still a student. My Dad is a miser, he says that I'm just a girl and will get married sooner or later. Since I'm grown up, I have to earn a living for myself. So, he won't give me a single penny. You see, I've already been the vice president of the Richards Group for a few days. Shouldn't you give me my salary?" Sabrina sighed. As she told her sob story, she ran over, pushed Liya away and clung on to his arm while putting on a pitiful look.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

She held his gaze, watching as Sabine slipped away from her brother to make her way to her. “How did you do it? Is it your Semmeline gift? I’ve heard the rumours of their gifts,” Sabine inquired eagerly. “Sabine, can I get a moment with Rahl? There are things we need to discuss,” Emory requested politely. “Of course. I’ll be in my chambers; find me later,” Sabine replied, skipping up the stairs with a childlike energy. Despite Sabine’s youthful appearance—she seemed no older than twenty-three—her demeanour oscillated between mature and childish, making it challenging to pinpoint her age.

"And this. son of hers. Saben. Four years old, you say?" "Yes, Mrs. Thompson," Detective Leo replied, his tone even. "We’ve confirmed Sabrina’s identity through family records. Wendy Taylor, the magnate in California, had a daughter who was separated from her, and Sabrina is her only living heir. It seems she’s built quite an empire of her own. She’s not only a successful fashion designer but also owns a brand called Sabrina Ultra, which has been gaining significant traction in the luxury market. The brand just recently relocated back to the U.S. to expand."

The one that expected my childhood obedience to rise from the dead and answer him before I did. I leaned against the corridor wall instead. “I’m listening.” He exhaled, steadier now that he had found authority again. “Sabine is dangerous. Much more dangerous than Renaud. He may posture, he may scheme, but Sabine... Sabine destroys people neatly. Quietly. She leaves nothing behind.” I thought of Sabine in her clean suits, with her cold blue eyes and polite mouth. “She already warned me,” I said. “You don’t understand.” “Then explain.”

Sabrina muttered as she headed to the door. Sabrina Marquez used to be Taekwondo's national player in the country. However, during her qualifying round in the Olympics 2016. She got into an accident that almost cost her her life. Since her accident, she learned to be a liaison to players. Later on, he met Sol and became his manager. Sabrina looked petite, but she was the best in her field six years ago. If there would be a person Sol would be afraid of, it would be her. Although she looked innocent and petite, her temper wasn’t a joke. She had quick wits and was a control freak.