Novelas y relatos de Sadie Adler

she thinks the solution to everything is death but she's wrong must time we most let things slide for the sake of peace . " peace you say, hell no those bastard whooped my ass " she yelled with gritted teeth's after reading my mind . yes you heard me Lenny is the I only Adams that can access the mind of others and make them do her well .I don't know how she managed to do that but she did and it's really annoying . after we were turned to vampires we discovered each of us had something special in us .

She repeated and he wished he was deaf. Adler felt his world crack and crush to small pieces, turning into debris and powdery pieces that could be easily swept by a gust of wind. It's done. It's the end. His life as a bachelor is coming close to an end and his life as a father and an old man is coming close. He wanted to rub the bridge of his nose in vexation but stopped himself as the woman might find it rude. But at the same time, she relieved his wonders. No wonder she looked familiar, she's Don Melendez's daughter, the man whose wife made a promise of the womb with his mother that their children will get married. He remembered the time they first met on her father's 55th birthday. He was

she said "But I'm not, I want to get rid of this child, I'm not ready to be a mother and there's no way I'll give birth to the child of my captor" Amira said "My lady, with all due respect speak no more. You will be just the perfect mother for this innocent child. Do not punish the child for the sins of the father, besides your wedding is just by the corner" Selina preached

“I’ll come get them. Be sure to offer them something to drink, if they’re interested.” Ten minutes later, Adam seated the couple across from his desk, apologizing for the mass of papers and folders scattered across the surface. He rarely had meetings in his office, and certainly not with people he’d consider clients. But both Sadie Parsons and Robert Lyle had grown up in Heron’s Landing, and they hardly noticed the lack of décor. Sadie was a plump, blond girl no older than twenty-two, her hair in ringlets that made her look like Goldilocks. Her fiancé, in complete contrast, was dark-headed and rather taciturn, preferring to grunt his responses and rarely using complete sentences. They were t

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Iris POV. I swear to the goddess that I didn't mean to overhear Cady and Sadie's chat, definitely not. After leaving the company, Sadie drove us to her studio which is not a big one but close to the venue of the party tonight. The studio is full of mobile hangers and mannequins, I have to say, Sadie is a gifted designer, she is a combination of elegance and wildness, and so do her designs. Ben told her that I'm his cousin according to Sadie. Of course, Ben is a good man who knows what should say and what shouldn't.

I pull back and scrunch my nose. He ruffles my hair as he does our cocker spaniel, and slaps me on the back. As if I need another reason—besides being the same bra size since ninth grade—for him to think I’m a little kid. “This is Jaden,” Adam says, gesturing toward me. “This is Cade.” I turn to gaze up at him when something catches my attention. A long-legged blonde staggers toward us from the far hallway. Adam smiles. “And this is Sadie.”

Sadie had to ask herself if she had anything to offer. "That's quite a sense of humor you have there, Mister Sherman," she said with a strained smile. "I'm Sadie, the second daughter of the Russells. We crossed paths upstairs earlier, but I suppose you couldn't get a good look at me because my sister knocked me down earlier." Her gaze flickered toward Rita, who maintained her indifferent expression. Still, the faint smile at Rita's lips seemed to mock her. Sadie gritted her teeth and yearned to lash out, but she kept her emotions in check for the time being.

“I promise.” Sadie exhaled, relief blooming across her features. Just before her phone buzzed sharply in her pocket. She glanced at the screen and immediately squeaked, “Oh my god—crap, crap, crap!” “What?” “My boss. I totally forgot we’re meeting our new client today and he’s already waiting for my late ass.” She bolted upright, scrambling to shove her phone back into her pocket. “New client?” I raised an eyebrow. Sadie spun toward me as she slipped into her heels. “Not just any client. He’s hot, intimidating, powerful, and running for vice president next year. Do you know what kind of career suicide it is to leave him waiting?”

He smiled and then left. Adel smiled after he remembered that conversation he’d had with Madeline. Madeline was indeed a woman with a warm heart, someone who was always ready to listen, someone who didn’t know how to judge, someone who loved and someone who deserved the life she was having. Adel was sure that if he’d learned to treat April as the woman she was, he’d surely seen April become a woman as elegant and special as Mrs. Sadharthe.