Sadie Book Novels & Stories

The six friends sat in the living room in Lydia’s cottage, playing a board game, while Sadie read one of Arla’s werewolf textbooks for the five hundredth time. She let out a long, dramatic sigh, causing the rest of them to look in her direction, noticing the wistful look on her face. “Uh, are you ok, Sadie?” asked Sebastian, a little warily. “What? Oh, yeah, sorry,” she replied. “I just get caught up in the romance every time I read about werewolf mates.”

We all slept after silence reigned for minutes on end, and when I woke, Sadie was wrapped around me like an octopus holding on to the face of the mouth which tried to eat it alive. She was warm, and smelled nice. Who wouldn’t love such an adorable girl? Only that she was too ambitious, bossy, selfish, and… There were just too many bad adjectives for Sadie, but could I blame her? It was the environment she grew in that was to blame. “Are we leaving now?” She asked, in a sleepy voice. “Yeah… we are.” I replied, but fell asleep again. The next time I woke, Lucas wasn’t in the tent, and Sadie was singing as she drew a squid in a book.

someone just called me, interrupting our little act. “Hi. Call me Sadie. Mrs. Wollf was his late mother.” I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Shan. I read one of your books, The Future of Cryptocurrency. I must say it was refreshing. The idea of taking over banknotes in the future is a huge possibility.” “A woman who has an interest in investing in the future impresses me or scares me. But I see leadership in you, Sadie.” Well, I just read your book because that was what was on the coffee table, and I studied everyone in the guest lists two hours before I got here.

“I promise that I will spare no effort in growing the company so it can scale new heights!” Then, Kayson returned to the villa in Shamrock Heights. Sadie was reading a book downstairs. Her eyelashes were batted once when she noticed Kayson’s return, but she could not be bothered to speak to him. Noticing that she was still awake, Kayson said, “You’re still up, Ms. Woldenden?” Sadie said calmly, “I’m at the climax of the book and I’m not sleepy yet.” Kayson nodded and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. By the time he got out of the shower, Sadie coincidentally closed the book.

Banana…my favorite. I had a wonderful life. The best parents any kid could ask for. But I was Sadie. And as angelic as I appeared, I was anything but. Granted, I was a great kid…that is until I hit Middle School, where I earned the nickname Satan Sadie. I wasn’t bad, per se. I just had a tendency to find trouble. Or maybe, it found me. I don’t know. I always chocked my issues up as curiosity or inquisitiveness. I just had the knack for finding out other people’s business and making sure it became everybody’s. I had often been told that I would make a good reporter or detective one day. It’s not like I eavesdropped. I wasn’t nosy. I just had hypersensitive hearing or something, and I heard th

Something about how much it meant to her to do these things for me. My Sadie had those same sparkles for me, and it was hope. Hope and heart. For opening herself up to someone else so freely, so raw and with simplicity. Sadie never asked me for anything but my time. She never wanted money, never wanted things. I sure tried to give them to her. I’d surprise her with an expensive handbag, she’d leave it in my car and tell me about a movie she wanted to see. Once I gave her a diamond necklace. She left it in my apartment and put a note on it, telling me about a shifter park somewhere she wanted to visit. She wanted experiences, and she wanted them with me.

Leenie beanie” I'm not okay but I say smoothly yeah I'm fine just had a beer with dad I think I need to go lye down for a moment looking over at Gaia mom says “ come here girls lena is not feeling well could you all keep her company until dinner is ready monaye starts whining “ ugh mom I hungry now can I have a small bite before I have to tend to the golden child” I yell out “ hey I'm not the golden child it's always the last child mom would never let me eat before dinner and look at her practically feeding you !” mom looks up guilty as charged cupping monaye’s face giving her a big kiss on the forehead monaye squirms “ mom stop they are going to talk about this forever “ we head to Gaia an

Welcome to unedited Black book 3 of the Woods series. This book can be read independently. You can read it without adventuring into 'Married to a stripper'. I'll be extremely happy if those who haven't checked that book out do so. I hope you enjoy my works. Love you guys much much. Your humble author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ The Sunday night was frigid against unarmed skin in Buea--the city of legendary hospitality-- located in the southwest region of Cameroon.

The second piece was just the same as the first, but adding more detail and background after they viewed their mistakes in the first. "Taking both of these." Ren rolled them up. "I take it as an illustration of your old home?" Two gave him a sad nod. "Hmm, ok. Come along now." Ren pulled the book to him and started to read as they walked. They made it out of the courtyard when Zero and Three ran up. "Can we come as well, Master?" Zero asked. Three just looked on excitied.

Her ambition caused boredom in the jobs she was being asked to perform. Sarai hated being the "support person", for fired agents. She was responsible for waiting with them as security responded to escort them out of the building. Employees weren't let go very often, but when they were, Sarai somehow found herself stuck right in the process. She ran a frustrated hand through her Auburn hair and sighed. Her education could be utilized better than that. It should be! Her talents could do so much more good. She knew she'd only worked at this office for a year, but hadn't she already proven herself? Irritated, she glanced at the clock on her desk and quickly decided to head for the downstairs g