Sabrina Carpenter Hot Novels & Stories

My cool, composed image that I worked so hard to build! He had been trying to act calm and sophisticated all day, because apparently women liked men who were cool, distant, and mature. At least, that's what he gathered from watching Kylie lose her mind over Brown. So he'd been doing his best to keep that image in front of Sabrina. 'Crap! Did she see me? No way she didn't. Please, no!' Harris finally walked over to the table where Sabrina-the evening news anchor from the same TV station where Kylie worked-was sitting with her friends.

Yvonne asked, "The full video is in the flash drive. Are you sure you won't watch it?" I quietly dressed Yvonne's wounds. She piped up, "It's in my bag. Just take it." I didn't. "No, thank you." "Do you hate him that much, Queenie? So much that you'd rather avoid the truth?" I stopped halfway through sorting out the tools. "No. I'm just tired. I've spent years living with doubt, fear, and insecurity. I don't want that life anymore." Yvonne sighed softly. "Do you know what kind of life he's been living? Every time he faced a difficult case, he wanted to talk to you. Every time he finished surgery, he turned around to share the moment with you. But you were already gone."

His body was still weak, and if the woman did something, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to refuse. "I'm coming, baby," Sabrina said with a smile as she walked towards the bed, and the man's eyes widened when she nestled under the comforter. "I'll make you hot," Sabrina whispered as she slowly rubbed her skin against his. Alexander gasped as he felt Sabrina's warm body. His body ignited even more, not because of the fever, but because of desire. "That's enough," he requested the woman to stop before it was too late. "My body is hotter than the comforter, Kenneth," she stated.

She didn't need to look for long to recognize the feminine figure, so well-dressed that it seemed to have been crafted by stylists. The person who entered was none other than the blonde who was accompanying Aaron at the casino, at the last cocktail party Elena attended. His companion. She entered that space with slow steps and a rehearsed smile. "What a coincidence to see you here," the blonde commented. "Elena RoseFord, right?" Elena nodded, not wanting to prolong the conversation. "I'm Sabrina Carper. You must have heard of me." "Maybe," Elena smiled without showing her teeth. That was Sabrina Carper, one of the most famous models on the continent. Beautiful, tall, and slim.

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.

“Just… turn it on. It’s about you and Liam.” Heart pounding, Izzy grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. The screen immediately filled with the image of Sabrina West, standing in front of a throng of reporters, dressed in a chic white suit that practically screamed power. Her red lips curved into a confident smile as she held the microphone, basking in the attention like a queen addressing her subjects. The banner running along the bottom of the screen read: BREAKING NEWS: SABRINA WEST REVEALS SCANDAL AT STONE ENTERPRISES.

Sabrina Hart will do anything her father asks for, including becoming a spy to help him get his lick back at Bryant Colliver, the grumpy billionaire who's giving their cooperation a hard time, but little did Sab know that Bryant is aware of her true identity and true intentions to dig up proof of his real estate schemes. Bryant formulates a plan of his own. Make Sab fall for him, sleep with her, and send her back to Daddy in tears. But Bryant's plan turns sour when he finally gets to meet Sabrina, and theirs is a connection like no other. They get each other's jokes and finish each other's sentences.

Curling my hand into a fist, I dig my fingernails so deeply into my skin that all I can focus on is the pain. “Sorry to disappoint you,” I tell her. “A pity,” Sabrina says, not missing a beat. “He’s really very… hot. That young, I bet he has stamina to match his handsomeness. Do you think he could go a few rounds in a row? Maybe even a few times in one night?” She’s baiting me. I dig my fingernails harder into my skin. “That’s really not appropriate,” I say. “Especially since you are to be the one covering him now.”

'' She closes the door behind her, and when I look up, she smiles. “I didn’t know you had a wife,’’ Sabrina says as she walks to the center of my office swinging her hips, and purposefully running her hand up her thigh so that her already short skirt exposes more of her. ‘’It’s all over the media for you to see, and I don’t think I have to share my personal life with you.’’ ‘’I’m not one to read gossip blogs.’’ I look up at Sabrina. ‘’Do you need something?’’

Nineteen... Nate's POV I pulled Sabrina out of the office and went to a place where just the two of us could talk freely. When no one is around, Sabrina let go of my hand and let out a laugh. So, what can you say? I act so great, right? I even pretend sad to make it believable for her, she won't believe me if I say it as if I am happy," Sabrina chuckled and I smirked. I just couldn't believe I would meet a woman like her, a total psycho who can do this to her friend. Well, I met Sabrina the other day, she came to me telling me she's Cally's best friend and told me that Cally likes me but I didn't believe it and there goes the plan, she asked me to join forces with her to get Cally, of course