Sabito Novels & Stories

comes Samantha's voice from a wall of screens. "This is the our boss" Damian asks with broken English as he takes a seat on one of the very expensive gamer chairs I had delivered. "Her name is Demitria but prefers to be called Demi she has asked that you go through the base, wear houses and mansion setting up all new state of the art security with palm readers for all restricted areas" I pass out the packets I put together for them. “You will all be sworn in by blood, this is to insure your ties to the family and your loyalty to her.” I say after everyone has their packets.

His world was complete. “Guess what?... He’s gonna be stronger.” Isabel winked at her mate, who was already gazing at his son’s now golden orbs with a shocked expression. THE END

“Absolutely not!” I gasp, turning back to Nico, leaning over the bar and grabbing his walkie-talkie from his waistband. “Sel!” I hiss into the device. “What? Is he really ugly?” Comes her voice through the crackly speaker. “It’s fucking David!” I spit back. “Stop it! You’re joking?” The walkie-talkie clicks, telling me she’s let go of the button, and I can imagine her swinging round in her chair, clicking through the camera screens on her computer to try and spot him.

Jack returned, voice even. Around the table, micro-shifts. Luke’s chair tipped back an inch then settled. Don tapped his pen cap twice, stopped. Stacey didn’t move at all, which was movement enough. Scott placed a drive on the table with the care of laying a chess piece. “Satellite tasking. Saudi. Mexican Pacific. Brisbane. You’ll want the last twelve hours.” “We already do,” Jack said. His hand did not reach for the drive. He let Ty slide it into a sterile port instead.