Sabrina Chavez Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

She stopped just when her hand made contact with the door knob. “Alpha Isabel Martinez” she replied in a voice that wasn’t hers.

My deepest secret is that she, the sexy as fuck women who will soon be my wife was mine, she was my first and only and will be until the day I take my last breath. Demitria owns me, mind, body and soul... she's the fucking devil and 'm her devoted follower. She is my Diabla.

Salvador Silver Mendoza. “Why the hell can’t I find Diego in this whole damn house!?” is the question I raise when Sabrina walks in, carrying a few ledgers—the job I pay her to do. Sabrina is…I’ve never quite known what box to put her in.

Aliyah doesn't seem to know this person but somehow the face seems oddly familiar. “So nice to meet you here.” The unknown woman said with a smile as she extended her hand for a handshake which Aliyah took, “Sabrina Tanyana.” Yeah, that is. The model. Now Aliyah remembers, Sabrina Tanyana is a model, a world best and she walked the runaway perfectly as ever. Aliyah smiled as they disengaged. “So nice to meet you.” Sabrina opened her mouth to talk but a deep baritone interrupted her. “Rina?”

My security team formed a protective barrier, but I was already cutting through the crowd like a knife through water, my eyes locked on the station entrance. And then I saw her. Sabrina. She emerged from the glass doors looking like a ghost of herself, sunglasses covering what I knew would be swollen, red eyes, and a silk scarf wrapped around her head and draped over her shoulders like armour that couldn't quite protect her. She moved like she was underwater, each step requiring effort she didn't quite have. The reporters descended on her like sharks smelling blood. "Sabrina! Sabrina, can you comment on your sister's arrest?" "Is it true that you knew about Dante Morales's drug operation?"

She clicked her pen deliberately against her pristine notebook, the sound like a metronome counting down my professional death. I swallowed, forcing my expression into calm professionalism. “I’m Sabrina Mendoza,” I said, letting my voice steady itself even though my heart was hammering like a drum in my chest. “I represent my own line, Mendoza Luxe. I believe our pieces could complement your boutique perfectly.”

Her heart instantly sank as her mind quickly assumed that the date was just a trap. There was no way that gorgeous woman was no one in Gabriel’s life. Because it was impossible not to fall for her as even she felt like she fell in love at first sight to her. “Welcome to Casa Royal, Mrs Sabrina Mondragon. It’s nice to finally meet you..” The woman cheerfully greeted. “Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Bettina Chua, the founder and sole owner of Casa Royal,” she introduced herself while extending her hand for a shake.

She entered that space with slow steps and a rehearsed smile. "What a coincidence to see you here," the blonde commented. "Arabella Collins, right?" Arabella nodded, not wanting to prolong the conversation. "I am Sabrina Carper. You must have heard of me." "Maybe," Arabella smiled without showing her teeth. That was Sabrina Carper, one of the most famous models on the continent. Beautiful, tall, and slim.

he said offering his hand to her. “Gladly.” She answered and give her hand for him to hold. ~ “Have you heard Sabrina?” A woman said to the person wearing a violet fitted and slitted dress. “Heard what?” Sabrina asks as she drinks wine. “About Brianne Raye, she’s all over the news recently. I heard she got herself one big jackpot.” The woman said that made Sabrina roll her eyes. “Jackpot? Or do your mean she just got herself into another swamp?” Sabrina said and finish her glass of wine and grab another. “That girl thinks she is something important and something worth valuing.” She added.