Sandra Brown The Alibi Novels & Stories

Sandra said firmly, snatching my car key off my grip "I know someone from Sullivan and Brooks who can help." My stomach clenched. That's where John and Patricia work. "The attorneys I trusted for years abandoned me the moment trouble started," I said bitterly, remembering that painful day. Sandra dangled my car keys. "Let's find another one" I hesitated, exhaustion warring with desperation. "Fine.” Sandra grinned, opening the passenger door for me. "Trust me, Marianna. This guy is exactly what you need.” I gripped the leather seat as Sandra turned into Sullivan & Brooks' parking lot. The imposing glass building reflected the afternoon sun, momentarily blinding me.

“It took me so long for me to try to get everyone to dislike her and now, Amelia had shown up from nowhere.“ She spoke to herself while she stared into the vanity. She let her eyes roam for a second. “Amelia wants to steal my life: she said loudly. Sandra felt she had the right to think so, considering how she was seated in a room she was meant to be given when she became the Luna of Alpha Alex’s pack. The same room Amelia had occupied and she tried so hard to push her out. Sandra had succeeded and now, she was going to lose the room for the second time. “I will not allow it!!” she yelled as she jumped to her feet. “I will not allow another woman to steal my man and the position I worked for

It's been days since Chris Allen left and Sandra has been a mess. She hardly eats and always stays indoor. Her mum has tried comforting her but nothing seems to be working. All she's been doing since he left is drowning herself in tears and often sleeps off only when she takes alcohol which has been scaring the hell outta her mum.

"Alastair moved to become the world's number one enemy, all because of me. A lot of people he considered friends, turned against him. Some people made it a mission to break us apart, and they succeeded. Your father's worst enemy broke us apart in the worst way possible." "What happened?" Sandra laughed coldly, but remained silent as her mind went over everything. "He raped me," she whispered. MJ went still and her face ashened. Her hands shook and she balled them into fists to calm down. Her face concocted into different expressions as she gritted her teeth. "Why are you telling me all this?" She asked in a shaky voice. Sandra gave her a sad smile. "Because I..." She trailed off as she caugh

Ethan who has not wept during Clara’s death started crying getting drenched in the rain. Alice who is exhausted is lying on the floor almost like she will pass away any time. she doesn’t have any strength left in her. Sandra is sitting in her room reading a book with a glass of champagne. Chloe and Devina are sitting in Devina’s room still trying to figure out Alice’s mysterious disappearance. The other day They have seen Sandra taking Alice from the house and When Sandra arrived she is all alone. Both Chloe and Devina are scared to ask anything to Sandra. Chloe and Devina are still discussing Alice’s disappearance.

She had told Sandra to choose herself, but it seemed Liam had taken that choice away. Back at the hunting lodge, the air was stagnant and smelled of old cedar and damp earth. Liam sat by the fireplace, nursing a glass of scotch, his eyes fixed on the door of the bedroom. Inside, Sandra was a shell of the woman who had walked into the Sterling mansion with such poise. Her phone had been smashed, but she had managed to hide a secondary burner she had kept for "emergencies"—a habit from her days of navigating powerful men. She had sent the message in a three-minute window when Liam had gone to the cellar.

Sandra continues, louder now, turning in a slow circle so everyone hears her, "why kidnap us and herself too? Alex found all four of us tied up in that basement. And let’s not forget..." She crosses her arms, chin lifting toward Linda with open disdain. "Linda wasn’t tied up. She was standing beside Isabelle Monroe the whole time." Murmurs tear through the crowd. "Well… she could’ve kidnapped you all to appear innocent," someone mutters from the back. "Yes!" another voice jumps in quickly. "Throw everyone off her scent!" Sandra groans like she’s physically in pain. "God, are you people actually hearing yourselves?" "You know what?" She lifts both hands in the air, shaking her head. "I’m tire

Larry and Abigail, in each shared moment, celebrated not only their love but also the resilient future that Sophia, their daughter, represented—a future that stood as a testament to the enduring power of love and the beauty of embracing new opportunities. Sandra, having charted her course in the realms of psychology and counseling, had become a beacon of compassion for those navigating the tumultuous waters of life-threatening illnesses. Her work, etched with the sincerity born from personal experience, had become a testament to the transformative power of empathy. Alongside her partner Daniel, Sandra had embarked on a journey of love and new beginnings, crafting a family that radiated warmt

They had families to protect, and Sandra seemed like their only lifeline. “As for Amelia,” Sandra continued, her tone sharp, “you need to start tracking her every move. We’ll carry out the plan in two days. Remember: I don’t care what you do to her, but she needs to escape alive. If she dies, everything falls apart. Do I make myself clear?” “Yes, ma’am,” Brando and Charles replied in unison, their loyalty unwavering. That night, after Brando and Charles left, Sandra stayed behind at the condo. She had already concocted a believable excuse for her absence to Arnaldo and his family. Stressing over her mounting problems, she sought solace in Tim’s arms.

Damon vowed and angrily walked out of the class making Micheal who has been watching the drama since it began chuckled, gaining the attention of Summer and Dorian as they both turned to stare at him. " Oh am sorry,I didn't mean to laugh." Michael apologized, trying very hard to control his laughter. "You, have we perhaps met somewhere before?" Summer asked staring at Michael as she tried very hard to remember something. "Yes Amber we met yesterday night, I helped you guys escape from the bad guy." Michael proudly muttered, giving her the sweet smile which he gave Dorian earlier before. "Why don't i seem to remember anything? And how did you know we were in danger and why the hell do you kee