Sadie Kincaid Books Novels & Stories

To Be Continued… Find the next instalment of this series with book two Sad Girl Next Door.

Let's dive into episode 01! Anna Greg is eighteen and she's the only child of the Greg's. She's a beautiful girl with round blue eyes and a long black straight hair. She's not chubby, she has just the perfect body shape and height of Sabrina Carpenter the famous actress and singer. Sabrina loves listening to rock music and she's also good with playing rock guitars. She's not the typical nerd girl, but she's a smart and brilliant girl which always have her A's and B's. She just got an admission into Trinity University her dream campus to study microbiology and she's so excited about it. The campus was in another city called Dublin which was just 6hours away by car from England, while on fligh

Later that night after Paul came in from the fields, Sadie lays down next to her husband and curls into him as she says “ I still can’t believe that Sylvia is pregnant. I’m happy for her.” Paul kissed her forehead while he held her as she drifted off to sleep, for he knew all too well what she was thinking before sleep overcame her: no matter how happy she was for her childhood friend, Sadie had a part of her tucked away that she didn’t let show often. She was sad and angry that Noah and their other babies would never grow up. A big part of her longed for the chance to be a mother again.

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.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

I took a deep breath, got my tablet, and started reading my emails. “Woah! Aren’t you going to check on your bride-to-be, Blake? Aren’t you excited to... you know... roar!” He teased, but I smiled smugly. “We get to see every month for the wedding preparations, Matthew.” Sadie seemed to enjoy the travel abroad. While I worked, Sadie has enjoyed the unlimited perks of shopping on her trips. “That woman knew how to spend money well,” I shook my head. “She has changed. She wasn’t the same Sadie I knew,” A sad smile curved my lips.

I will admit that I have jerked off to the thought of her plenty of times in my life. Sadie is beautiful as well but she doesn't show it off. Florence wears low-cut tops and tight pants while Sadie wears jeans and sweaters. Even after the baby, Florence is still stunning and desired by everyone. I've seen a few uncles and cousins checking her out at family gatherings before. Florence has dyed crimson-red hair and a striking face. If 'hot chick' was ever defined in the dictionary; they'd just include a photo of Florence. I've always had a small but consistent crush on Sadie. It never got in the way of my life. I have dated, bedded women, and been in relationships. I just can't help but look a

Amelia nodded and left the Alpha to drink alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ *KINCAID* "HOME," HE SNORTED as he walked into his room. It was just as he had left it. The back-turned piece of an adult magazine still laid the exact way he had tossed it aside 3 weeks ago. The one foot of his yellow sock still hung out his drawers.

Sadie’s POV Miss Galloway interrupted me as I went to the door. “Where do you think you’re going?” she demanded, her voice stern. “To my room,” I replied. My legs trembled beneath me, tired and sore from the strenuous afternoon. “I have materials for you to review,” she said, thrusting a massive book at me. I glanced at the title: A History of Lycan Etiquette. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “Sit at the table and study through dinner, since I’ve forbidden you from eating this evening as punishment for failing your first etiquette assignment.”

Sadie looked down. She could not help thinking about how ironic this was. She pushed away the glasses on the table, picked up the case of vodka from the floor, and put it on the table. "It's pretty slow to drink by the glass, Mr. Umbridge. It would be insincere of me to start small. How about drinking by the bottle?" Sadie did not become the top social butterfly of Seaport because of her beauty alone. She had brains and great emotional intelligence.