Sabrina Carpenter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I gave you everything, Sabrina. I paid your rent and got you into events. I even introduced you to him as my best friend—” “And I gave him what you couldn't,” she snapped. Reporters were already creeping towards the door. I could hear the faint sound of shutters, whispers, and recording devices clicking on. And Sabrina raised her voice deliberately. “This baby is his, and Damon wants to be a part of its life. If that bothers you—” she paused, then smirked at me. “You can walk away, and I will take your place.” “You will never be me.” I said, inhaling slowly.

I waved and hurriedly exited the room. Sabrina's smile faded as she walked out of her father's chambers into the hallway leading to her room. An evil smirk appeared on her face as she walked into her room. "Finally, I've been waiting so long for this." She muttered sitting on her bed an staring into space. "I guess it's working out well. Get ready to meet me Cordenia." She turned to face the window with an evil smirk on her face.

He may be trying to remind me how generous he is, but I was the exception. "Don't mind him, Anne," said Istanio during the noon break. I saw Sabrina went to us; she suddenly sat on the chair in front of me. She scowled when she noticed how heavy my face looked. "What happened?" she curiously asked. "About Carx?" Her tone was intrigued when she probed my eyes. I know Sabrina is one of Carx's allies. Not sure why she's always interested in that guy when he was just a raised only child with a half brother who doesn't seem to like existing on earth when he got everything he wanted?

She was breathing hard as she tried to smell her pup, the rain increased its pour as the water began to make the wood damper but Sabrina wasn't bothered. The wind began to blow heavily but she still didn't stop. She would hate herself a million times if anything happened to Cain and when she got a hold of this betrayer, she was going to feed her heart to the dangerous animal in the woods. As she got deeper into the woods. She noticed Sarah trembling in the rain and clutching her pup tightly. A thing Sabrina never imagined seeing, she had no hunch that she could betray them. Was all she had said been a lie? Sabrina was angry and worried.

you asked, turning back to Sabrina as she was programming the copier. "Yeah, triplicate should be fine," she said. "Not that we probably need more than one, but it is Garrison." You handed her the sheets and she straightened the stack one last time before feeding it into the auto-loader of the machine. Sabrina was standing in front of you, turned away, and you took the opportunity to look her up and down. Unless she had done it during her quick bathroom break at Chambers, you knew that Sabrina was still going commando under her long skirt, and you couldn't help but look at her tight little butt imagining what you knew it looked like from her posts.

I’d seen it once — in a photo in Eden, my moms old shoebox, the one with all the people she’d hated or fucked or both. Sabrina, age seventeen. Standing next to Caleb. Smiling with a hand on his chest like she didn’t realize what it looked like. Maybe she did. Maybe she’d been trying even back then. Now she was wearing that same skirt again. No tights, legs smooth, no single shame. I didn’t say anything. I just walked in behind her and reached for the coffee. I made sure to press in close, chest against her back, bare thigh brushing hers. She froze but stepped away.

Matt chimes in, saying, “Mate or no mate, I would keep her. Have you seen her?” The words make my blood run cold. My grip tightens on my drink as I watch them. They just continue, oblivious to the simmering anger that’s bubbling inside me. “She’s like the brunette version of that new singer. Remind me…” Collin clicks his fingers, trying to jog his memory. Mira’s response comes in an instant. “Sabrina Carpenter!” she blurts, and Collin snaps his fingers triumphantly. “Petite and hot,” Jackson adds, his grin too wide for my liking.

Her eyes fell on a picture of Saben holding Sabrina's hand, his innocent face radiating joy. "This is your fault," Clara muttered, her voice trembling with malice. "You took him from me. You ruined everything." Her mind started to spin, conjuring a plan that would strike where it hurt the most. If she couldn't have Benedict, she would destroy the very foundation of his happiness: his family. One rainy afternoon, Sabrina picked Saben from school as usual. The storm clouds mirrored her unease, though she couldn't pinpoint why she felt so restless. Saben, blissfully unaware, chattered about his day, his excitement lighting up the otherwise dreary day. As they walked to the car, Sabrina felt lik

"Come on, Reyna. We've all done bad things at some point. You don't have to end it this way. They'll probably give you a longer jail term but you can hire very good lawyers and they could reduce your sentence." The fact that Sabrina sounds so gentle bugs the life out of me. It irritates me because... that's not who she's always been. As she keeps talking to Reyna, I approach them quietly, like a tiger eyeing it's prey, ready to pounce on it. The moment my mind tells me to grab the gun, I don't hesitate. Her hand is loosely holding the gun and I snatch it away from her and when she turns to face me with Carla plastered against her, Sabrina jumps on top of Reyna and chokes her from behind. I p

Sandra sighed, closing her eyes and breathing in the aroma that was pure Creighton. “I want to go for a run,” she said suddenly. “I want to run off the anger and the confusion. I just want to run.” “Then let’s run,” he said, lifting her chin and looking into her bloodshot eyes. “You can borrow Sabrina’s runners and a pair of shorts. We have plenty of time before everyone starts coming. We can run as far and as long as you’d like.” A soft knock on the door interrupted their privacy as Sabrina cautiously stepped through. She smiled at the two, blushing softly as she hesitated by the threshold, a yellow and white garment across her arm.