Sander Sides Fanfic Novels & Stories

Ajeng said. Siska nodded. "It's a mix of luck and pity for whoever ends up being his partner. Lucky because he's super loyal, pity because he'll probably just see his partner as a friend for life." Ajeng got up from where she was standing and invited Siska to leave the room. The woman was starving because she hadn't eaten since morning. Siska happily agreed, because she was also hungry. When they had just left Ajeng's room, Sander's door suddenly opened. Siska's body froze. Her brain automatically recalled the beautiful scene she had just witnessed when she saw Sander, even though he was now fully dressed.

It was the most rational thought that crossed Falcon's mind. -That you call me to do whatever you want cannot become a custom Zacarias- he scolded him but still clashed his fists with him - Falcon was silent as the two of them spoke. Another reason for saying he didn't know his friend. He even had dangerous friendships. -Come on, I have a beautiful surprise for you, I did not touch you as I asked you so that you can taste the virgin meat and then we can. Since you paved the ground we will have as much fun as possible- Sander indicated and walked ahead of them until he entered the warehouse.

Sarah cries and begs Victor. "Are you saying I'm old? How many times do you want to insult me? Take your things and leave before I change my mind and kill you. I told you when I find my mate, you will not be my mate. Our deal is off. What part of I don't want you, don't you understand?" Victor asks. Sandy is still on her knees and crying her eyes out. I am slightly sorry for her. She brought it on herself. Did you think she could fool Victor into making her his Luna? I'm happy young, but I have gone through a lot. This woman is spoiled and does not know what it means to be dependent on yourself. Perhaps it would do her good to get away from Victor. Maybe she will find her real mate. It is pr

That boy got around. I watched Sandy after that and, to tell you the truth, I don't think she was as crazy as everyone thinks. I think part of it is a front to keep people away. She was really smart and really helpful. She was a great friend and her only love interest was River. I wish he would pull his head out of his ass and love her back. I had no leads on a traitor here at the coven and that bothered me a lot. There had to be a reason for our barriers going down and us being attacked three times in one month. There had to be an answer here somewhere.

Sage sat beside me with that serious look at his friend. "Good evening, Miss Laxamana," Sandro said formally. "You may drop the formalities. Kaia na lang," I said. "No. That's fine," Sage snapped. Sandro smirked and raised an brow. "Kaia, then." "Sandro," Sage seemed threatening. I looked at him with creased forehead. He didn't budge and his friend's eyes widened even more. But are they really friends, though? The same he would look. "Spill it. I don't have much time for you," he spat mercilessly. I was shocked there but when I remembered how they used to quarrel with friends I just kept quiet. Maybe this is really just his usual self even to his friends.

Sander, ignoring my signal for him to disappear, followed us inside the trailer like a puppy nosing for gossip. “I’m Sander Lorenzo.” “Cali Reed,” Princess reached for his offered hand, “I brought lunch.” She set the bag on the table and started unpacking the food containers. I glared at Sander when he sat on the single sofa while Cali and I occupied the couch. My annoying friend shrugged his shoulders, “don’t you have a date with your girlfriend?” “Nah,” Sander retorted, “I wanna see this…” he pointed between me and Cali, “… sweet side of you.”

But unfortunately, his mind wasn’t fully there. Flashes of Elena on her knees kept intruding, her trembling voice describing exactly how she wanted to be fucked, the way she had edged herself under his command, the humiliated tears shining in her eyes. Sandra nipped at his lower lip, and whispered against his mouth. "Take me, Soren. I can make you forget whatever game you’re playing with that girl from the Exchange.” Their bodies moved together in a practiced rhythm. Sandra’s hands worked at his belt, eager and possessive, while Soren kissed her deeply, trying to lose himself in the familiar taste and feel of her.

"We'll!... just do it... if you can convince Marco. I'm the angel between us, and you're his demon brother ____his mortal enemy." "Why not give it a shot, Sandra? And see what I'm capable of doing to you?" he shot Sandra a stern glance and then staggered back to his vehicle. He hadn't recovered yet and was still using a cane to help him walk. Sandra was furious as she watched Raven drive away. "You won't be able to scare me, Raven; I'll make sure Katleah stays out of my way. I'll stick to my plan to separate them," she loathes herself.

Sandro laughed, “Really? Because of me? So you mean I make you look bad ... and I make it all up? So funny… you twisted the facts, Miss." "You're accusing me ... I have no bad plans ... I just .." "Stalking and barging into Alpha's room ... is that what you mean?" Sandro continued laughing sarcastically. "Because we have a history ... me and him ... in the past .." "Oh here we go again ....a fiction is written about love stories in the past?" Saphire snorted.

LiamFan1: “You mean that rough looking girl or whatever she is? Sandra: “Exactly! Don’t you think it’s strange? Liam doesn’t act like himself anymore. She’s manipulating him, I just know it.” LiamFan2: “OMG, are you saying she’s using witchcraft or something?!” Sandra smirked, encouraged by their responses. Ridiculous as it sounded, her jealousy twisted her perception, making the most absurd notions seem plausible. Sandra: “I wouldn’t put it past her. She’s nothing special, yet Liam’s been keeping her around. It doesn’t make any sense unless she’s casting some kind of spell on him.” The chat erupted in responses as the fans debated Sandra’s theory, some hesitant, others eager to believe. Fue