Sally Slater Novels & Stories

But it took Tina these many years to realize that. "Don't you dare to call me by that name again" Tina thundered angrily. David jumped a little with fright. "What?" he whispered with surprise. "You heard me. It's Lady Tina for you" she said in a cold voice, which is enough to freeze him on the spot. "I, Tina Wimbledon, the current lady of the Magic Plane, punish David Brooks for the charges of kidnapping, assault, and treachery against the earth beings," Tina said loud and clear for everyone around them to hear.

It reminds me of the memory when I first came to this palace. “ Stop.” I hear someone shouting outside. It is a girl. I try to open my eyes to see clearly but I can only see a vague figure. I narrow my eyes and listen carefully. “ Sally, why are you here?” Grace asks with a smile. The girl called Sally walks in. “ Grace, what are you doing?” Sally’s voice is as cold as Alger’s. Grace turns around to look at Fanny and Gina. “ Fanny and Gina have something to talk with the girl. I am here to accompany them.” Fanny and Gina seem to want to say some thing that they are stopped by Grace’s menacing eyes.

My name was Roxy Monroe, and I was the campus belle at the art school. Before graduation, I needed to find an internship. I landed a position at a public institution where I just had to deliver supplies every day. I thought it'd be a very easy job, and since it was a government position with good pay, I agreed without hesitation. Only when I got there did I realize they were sending me to deliver contraceptives to the slum. These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks.

I'm fine madam" She smiled lightly and walked closer to the woman. "I came to know if I could have something to eat, my body is loosing energy" she said and the woman nodded understanding her as she knew she just satisfied the Master and most of the sex slaves talked of how fierce he was on bed. Too bad a very pretty girl like her could become a sex slave to a dreaded Master who enjoys seeing people pained. "Have a seat my dear, I'll be done in a short while" she said and Galene smiled and took a seat and looked around the whole kitchen finally noticing few other elder women working at moment.

- Camille clapped back, her voice carrying a hint of smug pride. " If i wanted to, i could have everything about your dark history published on the internet and have your mindless minions trample you underfoot." - She paused, her hands outstretched, " And yet, I'm here, trying to make a deal with you. One million dollars, Irina, you're above that......" " But if you the almighty Irina Williams can't afford it, i could always go to Mr Smith...........i heard he's often generous with these kind of things."

“What do you mean?” “I mean,” Sally gulped a little, looking for the words in her insecurities, “I’m a check-out chick. I have no degrees behind me, I’m not killer smart, or talented or even passionate. I just work to pay the bills. I’m really good at going no where fast.” “You have time to figure that out,” Celeste soothed. Sally let out a frustrated breath, not even sure what she was getting at but trying to get it out.

“Stop! We are keeping her, so stop with the murder plans!” Izzy’s eyebrows shot to his hairline as Beta Trent pushed his way through the small space with Silas following behind. He was the one I was more worried about taking the girl out before we had the chance to explain…whatever is going on here. “What’s your name?” Yeti asked. “Sally.” She replied. “Sally Knight. I’m a student from the witches academy and I was taken by Revolutionaries about five months ago.” “The Revo – what now?” I asked, honestly astounded that Derrick and his group of power-hungry murderous lunatics had a name. But then again, it made sense that they had a name everyone except us knew them by.

Tracy had a mocking smile as she looked through Celeste. Then the professor called again. "Carter, Tracy Dylan." Tracy walked confidently to the front and started introducing herself. "I am Tracy Dylan Carter. I graduated with honors during my high school years. I enjoy Science very much, that is why I want to become a doctor someday! I came from the Carter family of Octave City." "Thank you Ms Carter." Then the professor continued calling each of her students and then she called. . . "Klatt, Celeste Covey"

[Addison] Sally didn't want to show me the way, but once I gave my command, backed by Ms. Olivia Grant, who stomped her feet and gave her best glare, she didn't have a choice. "This is a terrible idea," Sally rolled her shoulders right before grabbing a rifle from the rack and slinging it over her shoulders. "I'd rather wait for Charley or Mr. Grant, but you're right," she relents, pressing her hand against the wall. "If we don't leave soon, we'll be trapped."

He mulled things over while tamping down the violence and desire stirred up by the Drakeller technique. "Ashton Gray!" Suddenly, a sharp shout cut through the night. Not far from Lakeview Heights, Sally strode forth with a dozen people in tow. She wore denim short-shorts and a cropped cardigan that showed her midriff. She stood in Ashton's path. "It's you?" Ashton was surprised to see her in all her five-feet-nine glory. What did this piece of eye candy want with him now?