Sam Corlett Sabrina Novels & Stories

Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation. Scarlet wasn’t Arabelle. Once reborn, she took on a new life and identity, her memories erased completely. I was aware of how much effort I needed to get her to fall for me, and I was mistaken that my genuineness would touch her deep inside. Yet, I was so wrong.

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

I smiled, sitting them down in front of her. “Thank you,” She said, flashing that smile at me once more, a smile that would make any man weak to his knees, “Are you sure you are OK?” She added. “Positive, thanks though,” I said, smiling back at her, “Anyway, enjoy, if you need anything else, just call me over. My name is Caleb,” I added. “I will, Caleb,” She said, the way my name rolled off her tongue was enough to make my length stir in my jeans for a moment, “And I am Scarlett, just in case you wanted to know,” She added, her smile now more of a sexy smirk.

Sapphire sniggered. "Small!? The thing was a freaking TARANTULA! And you guys promised you wouldn't say anything!" Fortune gritted her teeth. "You should've seen her crying for help." Danté snickered to Scarlett. Scarlett started to chuckle lightly. She hid her smile away before the pixie-haired, rebel-looking teen would catch it. But that didn't work. "Hey, wipe that smile off your face, wench, or you're dead! It's not funny!" Fortune fumed.

“I gave you everything, Sabrina. I paid your rent and got you into events. I even introduced you to him as my best friend—” “And I gave him what you couldn't,” she snapped. Reporters were already creeping towards the door. I could hear the faint sound of shutters, whispers, and recording devices clicking on. And Sabrina raised her voice deliberately. “This baby is his, and Damon wants to be a part of its life. If that bothers you—” she paused, then smirked at me. “You can walk away, and I will take your place.” “You will never be me.” I said, inhaling slowly.

A silent stare off between Sabrina and I ensued, one that lasted over an hour until Charlie finally gave me a call back. “Hey bud. Another emergency with Amber or just want to chat?” “Actually, an emergency with Sabrina. She’s here right now with a little boy. She’s claiming he’s mine.” “Holy shit! Is he?”

Just when all thought the night was almost over, Sabrina appeared on stage, wiping away tears but clearly restraining an sly grin. "Excuse me, everyone!" she announced into the mic. "Before we close this lovely celebration, there's one surprise left… from me and the Thompsons." Everyone turned around. Damian blinked. "Should I be worried?" "Yes," Saben breathed. "She's got that 'P*******t revenge' glint in her eyes." The lights then flickered.

Sabrina could still remember the disgusted and haunted look on the billionaire's face when Natalia asked for a threesome… it was obvious the billionaire hated the idea but still he swallowed it and continued. The shocking part was when the mighty Romero Kingsley shook hands with her, Sabrina, being co-partners with his wife. At first Sabrina had wanted to explore too, try new things but this wasn't exploration… This was damn cruel. Natalia finally cut Romero off but now she is pregnant! “You still haven't answered me!”

Marco King Carlo cleared his throat. “So tell me, Marco, how did the interviews go today? Did you find someone to help you while on your sabbatical?” “I did,” Marco said. Sabrina’s face flashed into Marco’s mind. “And...?” “Her name is Sabrina. She’s from Memphis, Tennessee, born and raised. In fact, she lives just a few miles from the hotel where I’m staying now.” Marco couldn’t hide the excitement in his voice and his father recognized it immediately.

Sabrina screamed. “Holy shit,” Spencer commented, looking at Will with confusion and pity. “Yeah, long story,” Will said to him. “And she hates Emma! Absolutely hates her! She is vicious, conniving, and evil!” Sabrina yelled. Her breathing was ragged and frantic from her outburst. “She is obviously unhinged!” “Brina, I need you to calm down. Take deep breaths babe.” “How can I calm down?” Sabrina finally broke and started sobbing. “My best friend is being held captive by some psycho bitch!”