Saint Sierra Simone Novels & Stories

His reasoning was that Sliver Sand was Simon’s territory, and it was very safe there, so there was no need to be overly cautious. Seraphina had never been to this place before, only heard of it. Simon Murphy, the president of Murphy Jewelry, was the largest shareholder of this resort. Simon was a highly influential figure in Elfhedge and most of the Southeast region. He was an upright person who ran his businesses with strict management, and Sliver Sand Resort had an excellent reputation. People who came were either rich or powerful, and although some had high standards, there were no complaints about the resort. It was clear that this resort had been very successful.

Simone Salvador, heiress to our family’s billion-dollar company, Ultra Media, and my younger twin. I would have walked back into the arms of that sweaty guy rather than risk bumping into her, but I heard a second voice. A deep male voice. One I recognized, this time, from my secret fantasies. Sean Remington, heir to Atrix Communications, Simone's boyfriend, and the love of my life. I snuck closer, and there they were, facing off against each other in the middle of an argument. “I can't believe you're actually talking to me, like this, Sean!” Simone flipped her luscious brown hair over her shoulders, “Do you know how many guys would kill to even be my boyfriend?! And here you are, taking it f

Sienna casually put the teacup down, looked directly into Simon’s eyes, and then said word by word— “I’m Sienna. “But I’m not this Sienna. “Simon, are you satisfied with this answer?” Simon never expected that she would admit it! He was so shocked that he did not even know what to say. What did she mean when she said that she was Sienna but not this Sienna? He understood every word that she said, so why could he not understand it when those words were connected together? “Then…” Simon took a long time to find his voice. Although he already had an answer, he asked with much difficulty, “What about the Sienna from before?”

"What are you doing here Laina? Don't you have a Coven and a pack to run?" Simonetta asks with a syrupy sweet voice as she walks forward. "And you have a Witch Council to bully into doing as you say. If you can be here then so can I." I point out helpfully. She scoffs as she runs an eye over me. I did not think to hide the small bulge in my stomach and her eyes light up greedily with knowledge as she runs her eyes down my stomach.

I said. "Well, maybe…Harder… deeper!Oh, right there. Sierra quipped, throwing her head back. "Aah, senorita, I’ll wake the neighbors! And you’d go, No! Strike my croissant! Burst my tequila!” Adding in a dramatic Spanish and French accent. I clapped my hands sneering. "You nosey witch! And no, that sounds like something your Jonny does. Besides, Pierce is probably German or something."I affirmed. Sierra’s eyes widened in mock horror.