Sandra Song Novels & Stories

The dogs took a huge leap, ready to puncture their canines into her skin. "Jesus Christ!" Eyes wide-opened, brows raised, hairs standing erect, Sonia observed her surroundings. The Lovers Road. The very spot where she had died. *** "... join me on my next live stream, guys. See ya!" Bella exited I*******m and proceeded to place a phone call. Her plastic smile had immediately wavered, and her frown was so intense it would be better the person on the other end doesn't get to realize it. "Hey – "

Maeve crossed her legs and pointed out, Sandra shook her head and denied it again, “I can’t never do that.” Maeve scrolled on the screen of her phone until she saw the video and showed it to her, “So, what is this?” Maeve asked with a smile, Sandra was as white as snow. Maeve’s smile broadened. “There are so many more, Sandy, you want me to send them viral?” Sandra was shaking from the pain of losing everything, not believing that everything she had planned for years was going to go down just like that.

Not with everyone watching. The burn in my throat turned into fire. Tears I didn’t want pushed against my eyes, but I blinked them back. No. Not here. Not in front of them. Sandra’s laugh cut through the noise like shattered glass. “There you have it,” she sang, triumphant. “Your perfect heir, your shining prince. Exposed for what he really is.” The crowd roared again. Shouts, jeers, curses. Some faces twisted in disgust, others in glee. Phones rose higher, catching every second.

this was. I had underestimated Brian. In just a few days, he'd once again gained access to Sandra's most private spaces. After dismissing Dennis, I sat alone, thinking. Then I picked up my phone and dialed her number. The ringtone looped several times before she finally answered. "Randy? What is it?" Her voice was breathy, cheerful. "I was dancing—didn't hear the phone." When she was stressed or upset, she liked to dance behind closed doors.

"How… how is this possible? How could you possibly know someone like her?" Sandra placed a hand on my shoulder and said to Tom, "Watch your tone. She's a shareholder in my company." Sandra pretended to examine him carefully for a moment before suddenly widening her eyes in surprise. "Wait, aren't you—aren't you that guy? Aren't you the ex-husband—oh no, ex-boyfriend—of our shareholder, the one who was juggling two women?" Sandra patted me on the back. "Zora, your taste in men is truly awful. I can't believe you'd settle for someone like this.

It was like I had another way to see life. “Now, it’s time for me to go, Luara’s body won’t resist much more time. But before I go.” Selene dipped her thumb on the white liquid that Mellana was holding and draws a circle in the middle of my forehead. “You’ll always have my blessing, Pandora.” She whispered lowly in my ear to avoid anyone else hearing it and pressed her forehead against mine. “Now, enjoy the festivities.” She says out loud for everyone while distancing her body from mine.

Who am I fooling? Okay, I was more than curious, and I thought this was way better than going out on a date that only gave me false hope. I quickly signed up with a new username. Then I hit the preview of the Nutella girl. Nutella girl? That's cute. Sindy Kate. I read it aloud, making me laugh like a twit. It sounded like the word syndicate. Then there she was, live in the flesh. She had a slim figure, almost skinny, but her arms were toned though. Her round face had a little hint of makeup, not too much—that was what I liked in a woman. Her full lips painted with glossy pink.