Sabrina Carpenter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I’m Sab! Nice to meet you!" Gab just stood there and did not move. On the other hand, Sabrina did not wait for him. Immediately, she took his hand and shook it fervently. “You're so handsome!" she exclaimed. Her droopy eyes sparkled and never left his face. "What took you so long? If only I had met you first before Anthon, we’re probably married and have six kids by now..” she said shamelessly. “You’re just drunk..” Gab responded dismissively.

Dashiell's POV "A wedding," Sabrina said softly, her eyes pleading. "That's all I want. One perfect day before I die." The words should have filled me with warmth, with eagerness to give her what she wanted. Instead, my first instinct was to pull back. I didn't understand why. Sabrina deserved this. She was dying, asking for one simple thing: a ceremony to celebrate before her time ran out. But all I could think about was Evangeline.

My overwhelming sadness had turned to anger so much that my pheromones had seeped out in high doses, it made Cross nearly lose control of the steering wheel. I took a deep breath, and unclenched my fist that was already drawing blood, and I wiped it off with a handkerchief. I instinctively looked over at Eli, and the little guy was so invested in what he was watching and didn't pay mind to anything. Sabrina on the other hand looked like she was fighting for her life two seconds ago, as colour gently returned to her face. “I'd like to pick some important things from my apartment,” Sabrina said to Cross, like he was the one in charge.

Sabrina shivered at his gentle caress. And as she felt his hand descending to her breasts, she almost held her breath. The way he caressed her breasts fueled her carnal desire, and her hand automatically unzipped his pants. However, Kenneth stopped her from removing his pants and led her to the bed. Sabrina assumed that he would follow her onto the bed, but he suddenly stood beside it. "I'll do that myself," Sabrina said when she noticed Kenneth about to undress. "Oh my God, stop it!" She burst into laughter at his imitation of a male dancer.

As the alpha of the Silver Fang Pack, my days were filled with the constant responsibilities of maintaining pack logistics and ensuring the well-being of our members. It was amidst these bustling activities that Sabrina, my fate mate, approached me with a significant revelation. ‌ "Sabrina," I acknowledged her presence as she entered the packhouse, her expression betraying a mix of nervousness and determination. ‌ "Tyler," she began, her voice steady despite the underlying tension, "I've finally mustered the courage to talk to my father about... about us."

Her skirt flew up from the fall. Something dark flickered in him. As he hovered, about to cross an even filthier line, Sabrina suddenly caught a glimpse of Owen in his face. Terror flooded her, and she fought back with everything she had. Her resistance only thrilled him more. Desperate, she snatched up the nearest object, ready to smash it across his head. That was when Mom appeared. How could she ever allow anyone to lay a hand on her precious Alex? Just as I had in my past life, Sabrina took a savage blow to the head.

"You're doing this because they don't love you." Sabrina’s eyes flashed with a sudden, violent rage. "They loved me before you arrived! I was the one they came to. I was the one who shared their bed. And then you showed up with your 'special' status and your 'rare' wolf, and suddenly I’m just a ghost in my own home." She raised the dagger high. The orange glow reflected in the sweat on her forehead. "No more," she hissed. She brought the blade down. I expected a quick strike, but she was slow. She wanted me to feel it coming. When the glowing silver touched the tender skin of my inner thigh, the world turned white.

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?

There was no end to his passion in claiming her. It was not until his hand was on her chest that Sabrina finally came back to her senses. She shoved him away with all of her strength as she cried out, "Norton, you've gone too far. I will not forgive you for this. I'll tell Uncle Trevor that you took advantage of me." The agony in Sabrina's tone gradually awakened Norton, who had already fallen into a deep slumber. He finally returned to his senses and stared at the crying woman in front of him with a blank expression.

Arabella did not seem unshakeable, but she also did not seem fragile. "We can go longer without seeing each other," Arabella retorted. "We do not need to keep up the rivalry. You won him," Sabrina smiled like a snake. "Although you already have a husband. Do you like to collect?" Arabella had to step away from Sabrina as she thought about the words she heard, certain that she would not leave the restroom anytime soon. Sabrina Carper insisted on maintaining a rivalry that did not seem to exist. The truth was that the blonde was used to winning, so she appreciated competitors like Arabella, who presented a real challenge.