Sally Mcrae Novels & Stories

“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?!”

But just then, her thoughts were cut off as a voice from behind her stated, “Maya, thank God he’s finally down. How are you?” Maya looked behind her and saw a familiar girl wearing that same outfit that the other flamingo dancers were wearing. Maya smiled, “Yeah, thank you, Sally, for helping me out.” The girl- Sally sighed out of relief as she removed her wig cap, her luscious chestnut brown hair fell down her face so elegantly, well, after all, she was a princess. Elegant is her true nature as a princess. Sally covered up herself with a silk bathrobe and said to Maya, “But I have to say, Maya, I was shocked when you messaged Oli and me on F******k that you were Russia. Speaking of which, w

She read the plaque that revealed it was a kukri, gifted from the Nepalese to a Sgt Maddox. Sgt Maddox? She frowned at the name. It was a common name, right? She glanced over at the picture on the wall, a group of brawny uniformed men stared back at her, their faces beaming with pride. She traced her finger over the names at the bottom of the picture, finding the same name. Only this time, it was slightly different, the label read Sgt Zachary Maddox. She followed the position of names, matching it up to Archer’s face. Cara ran to the next picture she found down the hallway, a single photo of him stood to attention in his uniform, the badge on his chest read ‘Maddox’.

They were all on edge. Celeste took another breath, forcing herself to calm down. Sally was the one taking the risks in the first instant. After would be her turn after; she could be worried then. She took Sally's hand in her own. "Are you already for your camp out?" Sally rolled her eyes. "There's something to be said for having richer then sin Mates. I had no idea how many creature comforts could be brought in miniature form and stuffed into cargo pants. I hope I can remember how to build a fire, Brownies was a long time ago and I hated it."

Camron was working with the new filly as they unsaddle and watched him. Mackayla awoke a little confused a cry on her lips damn that dream was not what she needed to start the day. She checked on the girls then wondered downstairs, Shelly smiled as she walked in to the kitchen "morning b..." She walked over and gently hugged Mackayla. She led her to a chair sat her down got her tea. "Dream again" Shelly asked? Mackayla nodded "but there was a different feel to it this time. I can't quiet put my finger on it."

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Catherine had her hand in her mother's breast and looked at her while she sucked her lips. < > Tracey and Fiona sat at the table, on the verandah. A maid held a tea pot and poured some tea into the two cups. She was pouring the liquid into Tracey's cup and accidentally spilt some on the table. A drop of the liquid touched Tracey's dress. "Are you that blind or what?" Tracey asked harshly, displeased that the tea soiled her dress. The maid feebly kept the pot on the table and hung her head.

I replied frustratedly. “I’m sorry sir, I don’t follow you." “Leah. She’s a country girl that moved hundreds of miles away from her family and friends to complete a work placement and study course to further her career. She’s quiet, keep to herself, girl next door type and yet she was broken into and chased downtown. It makes no sense.” “Have the police come up with anything?” “I haven’t heard from Amelia yet. I’m going to call her shortly.”

Rhea's Pov Sally let out a sharp scoff, she looked like a woman who still believed she held the strings. She straightened her spine, pulling herself up from Beatrice’s side. "Ending?" Sally repeated, her voice dripping with a venomous mockery. She brushed a stray, silver-blond hair from her face, her eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. "You truly are a naive little girl, Rhea. Do you think a video and some digital numbers on a screen are enough to bring down the Taylors? Do you think the foundations I’ve built over decades can be toppled over by a commoner like you?” Sally laughed again, her eyes rolling.

Merina MacGregor, now going by the name Summer McNeil, sat eating lunch with her friend, Ana Davies. They knew each other from boarding school. Since then, they’d confided everything in each other. Summer glared at her food as she stabbed her salad. She brushed her short, dark hair away from her cheek. “I don’t recognize him anymore. He’s not the guy I remember. He’s a complete asshat for a boss. It’s been a week, and he’s a slave driver.”