Novelas y relatos de Sally Fanart

“Mr. Cedric, I was able to find out that Lauren had made Sally in charge of Valentines Entertainment, one of the Fox family’s minor companies. It seems like she isn’t particularly fond of Sally. However, after Sally took over Valentines Entertainment, the company’s profit margin grew significantly in the last two seasons. Sally is quite a capable and ambitious leader.” Baz paused and handed Cedric a report. “This is the only report that I was able to obtain from her company. Sally is a very cautious woman.”

A few times, she suddenly realized that she had been gazing at him and had to look away. Seeing how cheerfully they chatted like two old friends, Miya couldn't help observing them for a while. Though Sally was in her mid-fifties, she looked much younger. "Mrs. Miya Uba?" Suddenly Miya heard Levi calling her. "Yes?" She looked up at Levi and realized that she was lost in her thoughts for a while. Sally and Xenon were both looking at her. Levi whispered to her that Sally was asking her if she had any other drawings of her own design. Miya took out her phone and showed Sally some photos of her sketches. There were drawings of headpieces, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, brooches, etc.

Rachel suggested. "I think we need to get it back. What if he shows it someone or posts it on the net?" Sally shuddered at the fallout if Ian found out about her extra-marital antics. "He doesn't exactly seem like an evil blackmailer, does he? And he seems to fancy you. 'You are a really nice person and very beautiful,' he says." Sally blushed a little despite the fact she knew her tall curvaceous figure, pretty green eyes and colossal firm breasts meant that she was indeed a very attractive young woman.

Chapter 1 Sarah's Pov. I walked into the tattoo shop with my heart pounding in my chest, not just from nerves about the needle but from the way the artist looked when I booked the appointment online. Her name was Riley, and her profile pic showed this tough woman with short cropped hair, piercings lining her ears, and arms covered in ink that screamed confidence. I had never been with a woman before, but something about her made my stomach twist in ways I could not ignore.

"I meant it." The front door slammed open. I didn't even flinch. Only one person in the world had a key and zero respect for locked doors. "Vivian Young, if you're sitting in that dark house moping again, I swear to God..." "In the living room, Sally." She appeared in the doorway. Sally was five feet of pure relentless energy with the whole glamour makeup that commands the attention of every man in the room when she walks in. "Oh, honey." Her voice softened for exactly half a second before her eyes landed on the photo collage I'd made last month. "You've got to be kidding me."

One said, handing the book and the piece of the scroll he was looking at to the leader. The leader was a badass female despite her name. Sally stood five foot four inches, and wore ripped jeans, tank tops, and a lightweight leather jacket. Her hair came to the middle of her back and was mostly brown with a reddish tint. She sported rings on her thumbs and on three fingers of each hand. She was skilled in not only different forms of witchcraft, but she was also a master in three different martial arts. She left her coven at thirteen and never looked back. She made her way by doing side jobs and then at fifteen Johnathan’s mom found her and convinced her to come back with her. Sally and Johnat

Sally cheeks turned pale as she blushed . “Stop your fluttering ,I know I look like a stupid clown,this attire simply doesn't suit my ‘Bad bitch ’personality” She said while slumping her soft butt on the tall wooden stool next to the kitchen island. “Seriously sis,this style actually suits you” Celine said while plopping a pancake on a white plate while handing it to Sally . “Suit me indeed ” Sally rolled her eyes. She bite a huge chunk of the pancake and opened her eyes wide.

A long agonizing laughter followed. “I see you are still as smart as you used to be,” she said and I spotted her shadow just in front of me. “I only make the paintings, Raven. But the ones after you are still out there.” “Then why sell the paintings? How do you know you won't just sell it to the wrong person?” I asked her. Sally stepped forward, emerging from the mist, her face barely illuminated by the eerie green glow around us. Her smirk was unsettling, her eyes glinting with something between amusement and warning.

Chapter 107 Sally’s POV “Your interview is with who?” Stacy asks me ask I move around the dorm room at 7:30 am. “Laine Technology,” I tell her. “I want to be on the animation team.” “You want to work for humans?” Sally groans and rolls over. “Your Fae Parents are going to hate you.” “They are werewolves not humans,” I tell her. “And they want artists. I’m an artist.”

“Hey, baby.” “Hi Sawwy.” The woman had red hair, big… Texas big, really heavy makeup, and wore leather pants, a tight long-sleeved T-shirt and a leather vest with ‘Property of Flinch’ on a patch on the front. “I’m Sally.” “Hi.” I shook her hand. “I’m Payton. It’s nice to meet you.” Lily ran to the bookcase that housed the DVDs and grabbed the Frozen cover. “You Hawk’s woman?” Sally asked, quietly which I appreciated.