Sandra Johansson Novels & Stories

Sandra said in an absent tone, bringing the eyes of those around her to stare at her. “How did you get through it?” Peter asked the man, watching the smile twist his lips. “I have an amazing assistant who bullied me into going to America where I found a reason to live.” “Maybe that’s what we need to do for Irena,” Sabrina suggested. “Maybe she needs to find a reason to live.” “She has one,” Sandra said boldly. “She’s pregnant. I know from personal experience, there is no greater joy in the world than feeling your baby move inside you.”

Sandra fancied herself to be every lady's fantasy, but certainly not the one in front of her. "Of course, I'm Sandra Williams." "Have you ever repaired a laptop?" "Certainly not." Gabriella gently swung her hair to the side. "Alright, don't ever tell me how to perform my work again." Sandra was dumbfounded, so she returned to her previous spot. After a while, Gabriella prompted Javier to enter his password, and the laptop was fully operational. Regardless, Gabriella was irritated that she had dressed up for Javier now that his insufferable fianceé was here. She sent Javier a lethal glance.

And as I finished speaking, someone knocked on the dressing room door, waiting for Ezra to reply before opening it up with a smile on their face. "What is it?" I asked her, Sandra Levine, the female lead of the movie I was currently shooting. She's older than me in both real life and the movie, being 37 in both, while I was 28 in the movie and 30 in real life. Although, she looked to be in her twenties with her blonde hair, tall, hourglass frame and so on and so forth. "We're going out for drinks, come with?" She grinned. "No thanks. I'm tired."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

, he says in a whisper. “I'm going to be fine”, I say but since I'm pressed on him he doesn’t hear me. “What?” he says detaching me from him. “I said I'm going to be fine”, I repeat with a firm nod of my head, “I don’t have a habit of breaking promises and this is one, I'm going to be fine”, I say. “Can I get a hug in”, Sandy asks and we all burst into laughter. “Sure”, I say and she squeezes me into a hug.

[SANDRA] An hour later the Stevens sisters were ready to go meet the Franzels. As usual, Sandra was dressed back though this time she was dressed in sweatpants and a crop top. Her hair was released and well laid back. She looked so dashing and so beautiful that for a moment, Gemma wondered if they were logging in to some beauty contest on a high fashion runway. Sandra was always pretty, but damn, today, she looked like she was the goddess of beauty and wanted everything that she could get to work with. She was darling too.

I got up and went to my study, found the file holding Sandra information, sat down and started reading. Name: Sandra Holland Date of birth: 1st January 1995 Hobbies: All types of sports. the list kept going on. Slowly John started comparing the things he noticed in Sandra to the information it hold in file. Nothing matched! The file says Sandra hates unhealthy food especially pancakes but he saw her eating pancakes as if they were the mist delocious thing in the world. Sandra's favorite movies are batman and Sherlock Holmes but she said she don't even know them.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

they all passed around the couch to the next room as jane went up the stares and returned with a blanket covering Hecate then heading inside the room as well. "Martha." screamed Peter running to an old lady who was standing at the sink making the dishes. "hey champ. know one day you will give me a heart attack with your loud scream honey." said martha. "oh I'm sorry I did that." whispered peter smirking. "hello martha." started Jade softly. "come here darling. down I see that face and I don't think it's trying to get my attention. is it peter?"joked martha.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.