Sadie Graham Novels & Stories

“It’s a story of my twenty-two daisies. It’s a great story.” “So, what’s it about?” “It’s about the little daisies I pick. They are beautiful like yourself. Young and fragrant.” He continued to tell me about the story of a young girl named Daisy, he said all the girls were named Daisy but this one was the most special one because she was the first Daisy. As the story progressed, I learned that it wasn’t a normal story. He was telling me how he seduced a young girl then killed her with his bare hands. He also told me where he buried her.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja

“ Don’t you dare say anything about my grandson . A disgusting person like you has no right to forgiveness . You dared to rape my daughter and destroy her life . You…..You……You…… “ said madam Laura enraged . When hearing the word rape , Damian remained frozen . He felt like a deadly needle had pierce through his heart causing him an immense and unbearable pain . Just the thought that he had hurt the person he loved so much to this extend made him lose it completely and showing all his worry , all his guilt and all of his sadness in his face . His parents were shocked to see their son like this . He had never shown his feelings even when he was a child now he showed them because he could los

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Victoria scoffed, "Alice has been with the company for two years, while you're clueless. You'd just embarrass us." I gave them a long look, chose not to respond, and turned to leave. Alice's brow furrowed. "I'm just trying to help..." "Right, well... Thanks, I guess?" I brushed past them, but Alice reached out to grab me. A second later, a scream pierced the air behind me, followed by a thud. I glanced back. Alice had stumbled several steps backward and crashed onto the lawn! She clutched her knee, her skirt smeared with earth.

"Mid twenties. Short, bleach blonde hair, incredible legs and shoulders, ridiculous blue-grey eyes. You want more?" Sadie had a wicked grin. "So, does he have long... fingers?" She spread her hands apart, leaving no question as to what she was actually asking. "Everything is completely satisfactory." "Just satisfactory?" "Well, let's say very satisfactory." "Stamina?" "You have no idea."

"Spitters are quitters." As if we're not making a scene already at the park, I laugh even louder hearing Evie's bold statement. I've stopped eating my sandwich, afraid if I'm gonna choke on it while listening to her. "I've never slept with anyone else so I don't exactly know if they taste the same but I'm really good at taking it." I wipe my tears seeing how proud she is, raising her half eaten burger to the air as if it's a trophy, "Every drop, Elle. Every. Single. Drop."

[Don't show up at the music fest or else…] I unfollowed him and blocked him. I smirked as I watched Sadie from under the bed, trying to win over her viewers. She was still caught up in the live stream fun. Anyone who called her gross or ugly got blocked and booted by the chat moderator. Sadie saw herself as a unique beauty. Then, a guy in the chat gave her a challenge. [Sadie, honey, if you act like a bear crawling, I'll send you five gifts.] Her eyes sparkled, and she started right away.

* * * * Chapter 1 SADIE Taking a deep breath, I stared at the imposing door in front of me, my hand flexing at my side. Was this crazy? Was I being crazy? This job isn’t what I really wanted. I didn’t want to be a nanny for some rich family on the Upper Eastside. I wanted to be a novelist. I wanted to write books that drew people in and changed their perspectives of the world. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t make a living writing books if I couldn’t find a publisher to actually publish my books. Rent needed to be paid, groceries needed to be bought, and I couldn’t continue living on Ramen noodles and grilled cheese sandwiches.