Sally Mckenna Novels & Stories

“First of all, why me?” Turning the file I have around, I push it in front of her, flipping the top up. We both stare at the subject in the photo. Hazel eyes alight like fire, flecks like gold swimming around her pupils. Hair raven black, painted like ink curls around her neck, to her chest in thick waves. She’s a born Vengeance Pack member. Her beauty is immeasurable. But she is a criminal. Melia stares at her for a moment, crystal eyes examining her target thoroughly. I see her mentally storing the subjects features. The curve of her brows, the angle of her hairline, the shape of her lips. She will do an excellent job in finding her.

“Please tell me that you are not referring to Sienna as your daughter.” “Do you see Sienna being a sharp wolf? As far as I'm concerned, she's nothing but an Omega. A smart and strong one I will admit, but that is all.” I said, staring down at the picture of the woman that I once loved before putting it away. “But yes, you do have a sister just as much as she does.” I turned toward her, the wicked smile stretching across my face. “She doesn’t know. Neither does Damon. But the girl exists. They have tried finding her for years before they passed away. Kael and Evelyn believed her to be dead a long time ago. They never bothered looking. And now… she will return.”

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

Maybe that's what I deserve. ******** Rachel I entered the inside not thinking much about this mere conversation with Daniel, yeah it's true that he once was my best friend, someone who was older than me yet someone with whom felt deeply connected, he was someone who always protected me when someone at school bullied me, because of silence and introverted nature, even without knowing the fact that we are someone connected we were connected, he was my protector, someone with I shared all my secret, because I know he will hurt me even unintentionally. But things change drastically when my mom died when I was fifteen. I don't know from where my father, whom I never knew came in taking in his ho

she greeted. Sally smiled. “What a coincidence.” “I’m attending on Dr. Declan’s behalf,” she said. “Looks like we’ll be traveling together.” “That’s wonderful,” Miranda said warmly. Felix greeted her politely. “Dr. Turner.” “Mr. Gibson,” Sally replied with a smile, then crouched down to greet Mia. Miranda glanced at Sally’s assistant and felt a flicker of familiarity. “You might not remember me,” the assistant said, adjusting her glasses. “I’m Luna Holmes. We were in the same graduating class.”

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.

When their faces emerged into the light, Dean’s breath caught in his throat, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Sally?" His sister, Sally Vander, was standing there, arm-in-arm with Benjamin Winston’s son—Ricky Winston. A subtle yet unmistakable sneer curled at the corners of her lips. Dean’s heart sank like a stone, his gaze shifting to something far more complicated in an instant. "Yes." Sally smiled, her tone eerily calm, as if they were simply siblings who hadn’t seen each other in a while, rather than one being kidnapped and the other a captor.

' We nodded and I was about to say something else when a knock at the door stopped me. We exchanged nervous glances wondering if it was either of the Alphas. I went to the door and opened it to find a petite lady standing there smiling wide. 'Hi, my name is Sally and I am the recommended makeup artist,' she said without a smile faltering. She looked as if she was eighteen years but at a second look I knew she must be in her mid-twenties. I allowed her to lead the way inside while I followed her in.

Meanwhile, Sally is sitting in front of Camille Kyle, the woman is blabbering making Sally get more information, the only thing, she did was use Shirley's voice. Sally is watching the woman, the aura she emitted is enough for Sally to pick up her shoe and run through the window of the private room. She had a wicked smile on her face, that explains the character of the woman that is in front of her. Sally wondered, how Shirley could associate herself with such an evil character

“Hi, my name is Sally Summers. I’m already a mom of two kids.” The girl was speechless. “Sally Summers?!” Suddenly, a shrill voice rang out in the library. “Sally Summers?! The one the magazines reported about?! The one who’s said to have cheated on Elijah Moses?!”