Sanders Sides Characters Novels & Stories

We are approaching the desk when I hear my name called, “Willow, Tristan- Welcome!” We turn to see a smiling Zale, Anders, Colin and two women walking towards us from the lifts. I wave and we meet them halfway, Zale steps forward and shakes first mine and then Tristan’ hand before turning to a short auburn-haired woman in a grey pants suit. “Sandy, this is Willow Doyle and Tristan Golding from Drakon Designs. This is Sandy Redman; she’s my executive assistant but really the person that organises my life for me.”

“Sandy, I now understand your reluctance for wanting to help your brother but please, you have to reconsider, especially now that you’ve told me this. That is not your lover, Sandy! I’ve forgotten what my psychic guardian used to call it… But it releases different sides of itself based on its intentions for the being it wants to haunt. It must have sent it’s evil, revenge-seeking side to your brother, and then it’s loving, peaceful side to you.” Sandy nodded, “I know. I know it wasn’t Conor, and that’s the only reason why I told you, because I am willing to help my brother, not for any reason, but to set Conor free. I think I’m ready to stop fantasizing on the things that will never be as th

Her eyes blurred with unshed tears, and she choked back a sob, “Rhysy my baby…you are here.” Sandra Warner was a beautiful woman, or had been, something about her drew people in, in a way I could never have. Her pale face combined with her clothes and tears. She looked pitiful drawing at the heartstrings of anybody who saw her. She stepped forward, covering the distance between us. “Ryhsy, I didn’t think you’d come, I'm so glad, I needed to see you.” Rhysand stiffened, not acknowledging her “I didn’t come for you.” he turned to me, “Let's go.”

Actually, from the beginning, Sandra was indeed the one who was always on Renee's side. Or maybe more precisely, Sandra is the spy Renee assigned to be in this Diamond Company. Thanks to the help of Rose and her family, in the end, Renee was able to find a great figure like Sandra. Finally right when Renee began to intend to take her revenge, at that time Renee asked Sandra to enter this company.

She looked like an obsessed fangirl who wanted to know everything about him. And when it came to her, he wouldn’t even complain. “What are you looking for?” Kleinder murmured to himself as he watched Sandara walk into the living room, completely exhausted before dropping onto the sofa. “I can’t help being curious too…” To Kleinder, women were usually easy to read. Easy to manipulate and control. Especially with his looks, just a little charm from him, and they followed him as if he were their new king. But Sandara was different.

Even models. Well, they have a television. “so who are the Sander twin?” I asked and she stopped dancing. She loves to tell me things I don't know. And truly, she knows lots of things that I don't know “their names are Wilbur and Winifred Sanders. The Wilbur is the boy, he's so cute and it's funny, he's favorite colors are pink and purple” she said “what? Pink and purple? He's gay” I quickly concluded and she laughed

"About to leave,?. Sandra said as she was the first person to speak, and break the silence . "Yes, for the weekend," I said back, when Mr Ajay, help me climb into the car, I pressed my back on dads expensive leather car seats, Once again I turned to Sandra and Gena, and waved at them. Gena rolls her eyes at me and left, Sandra being the only nice one between the two of them, she smiled as she waved me back; she left on went Inside the building with her friend.. What's Gena's problem, I fell so much in decline right now, Gena's personality is shitty, but Sandra has a wonderful one, are they person really friends, why is Sandra really friends with a snob and two faced Friend, Gena...

Beside her, Sean flinches, wounded and contrite, hearing her words. “He’s excited. They can be a bit impulsive when they find their mates. Damn weres.” I glance at Sean briefly. “Mate? He tried to kill me.” “I’m certain he has an air-tight explanation.” When the tissue comes away from her lips without further signs of blood, I set it aside so I can look at her. “Oh my word, you’re so young. What’s your name?” “Sandra Davies. I go by Sandy.” “Davies?” It’s the first intelligent thing I think I’ve heard from Sean since Sandy came in. “You’re related to Kassandra?”

The humiliation on Sandra's face, as she watched the smirk of delight on every other person's face. not one person was on her side, the only person that would have been on her side, was also facing his demons and fighting his fight, this time, every one answers to what concerns him, and no one is fighting for another. Just the way she is looking out for any face that could seem friendly to her, and found none, she knows that Bobby is also looking at the faces present, and hoping that even he would find a friendly face, but none.

Carson's continued position was solely due to his friendship with Libby. While Carson conversed with Libby, Sid had already reached the back door of the mayor's manor. The night air was chilly, but Sid's heart was even colder. The turn of events had completely surpassed his expectations. This time, it was unlike the unexpected occurrences on past battlefields. He felt as though he had fallen entirely into his opponent's trap. He was overwhelmed with a sense of powerlessness and despair. Determined, he resolved to flee from Sandstone.