Sally Starlet Novels & Stories

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

“Sir, are you here to look for Hetty?” Rob sized her up. “Yes, do you know her?” Sally nodded. She unwrapped the chocolate and ate it. Then, she smiled happily. “Hetty always bullied me. She’s a bad woman! Sir, you’re a good man for giving me chocolate. But Hetty’s a bad woman. Don’t look for her anymore.” My blood ran cold. Sally was my only family left. Why was she smearing my name alongside the other ladies? I had treated her so well. I had given birth to her and had looked after her as much as I could. Why was she badmouthing me after my death?

And Rachel was already in and looking exceptionally hot wearing a tight top, a short skirt and stilettos. Sally herself was wearing a low cut white blouse, a pencil skirt and her sexiest underwear. She was confident that Lenny wouldn't be able to resist the two of them. Lenny eventually rolled in half an hour late. He ambled into Sally's office and casually sat down opposite her. "Hello, darling," he greeted her uncouthly. "I've been dreaming about that pretty mouth of yours and those great knockers. You going to come around here to suck me off or shall I come and sit on your desk?"

' 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.

Sally was so shocked that she tilted, nearly falling on the ground. Fortunately, in the car, Elijah quickly grabbed her clothes. Still shaken, Sally stared at Dave as well as all the cheering employees of the Summers Corporation in front of her, a little unsure whether to laugh or cry. Elijah made her skip one period of class to come meet these people who scared her… “CEO Summers!” Dave swiftly stepped up to pull Sally’s hand. “You’re our company’s lucky star!” “CEO Summers! CEO Summers! Lucky star! Lucky star! “CEO Summers! CEO Summers! Lucky star! Lucky star!”

However, she was not resigned to it. She was clearly better than Camryn, so how did she not measure up to her? She liked Callum too, but Callum had eyes for no one but Camryn. Sally really was very similar to her. The difference was that Sally had a strict mother. After returning home, Sally would probably suffer another severe scolding from her mother. “I didn’t ruin Mr. Longbottom’s plans.” Carrie’s fury immediately vanished.

“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.

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.

I was happy, but even more so because I had helped so many children. “Mr. Smith, would you like to say a few words?” The host’s question was the only one I was asked. I gripped the microphone tightly. “I know I’m just a small star in the vastness of the universe, but there are many like me, stars willing to burn themselves to spread knowledge. “I hope that we will never forget our true purpose and try our best to light up the world.” As thunderous applause filled the hall, I imagined my old teacher smiling down on me. “You did it, Dante. You did well.”