Sansa Sandor Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

He took a bottle of water and opened it to her. “I don’t want to miss a single thing, Mayzie.” He whispered as he glanced at Xander outside, busy circling the car. “I will tell you everything I know as I promised. Please, I don’t want to miss a single thing.” Sandro reached her face. “I will find a place to work. I will~~” “Just tell everything… what you see… and about that woman… who looked so much like Hannah.” He nodded as he held her hand tightly. Xander hopped in again as he turned on the engine.

Sandra demanded pointing her sword towards Blade Giggling he asked “ since when my family became yours” Sandra thought for a while before replying “ ever since I came back in my body” Only Night, Shade and Grace were the one who understood what she was talking about while others thought that’s he was maniac “ if you dare take a step towards me. I would kill your beloved people” Sandra eyes drifted towards guards who was holding them. One of the guard turned his neck revealing the crescent moon mark making Sandra sigh in relief

The day her aunt left, she woke up to a handwritten note on her bedside table which read: I have to leave for a little while, witchling. But don’t worry, I’ll be back in a jiffy. Keep studying, learning, and practicing, My eyes are always on you, believe me. Your favorite auntie, Sandie. Sandara Harrison is not a normal witch by any means- she literally isn’t normal. The way she writes her letters as lyrical poems are just one of several kinks Lia puts up with. Why does she refer to herself as my favorite aunt? I have only one aunt after all.

**Sandra’s POV** I yawned and stretched my body, only to groan in pain. Flustered, I opened my eyes and tried to turn, only to find a hand holding me in place. I struggled against the grip. “Calm down, or you’ll injure yourself,” came the voice I had grown addicted to. Memories of last night came rushing back. I was the one who had approached him and tempted him. Would he still want me after everything? I had acted so desperate yesterday.

I was enchanted, my emotions raging within me like a tempest, a sensation I had never felt before. That exchange with Sansa had heated up swiftly. We had only met a few days before, but her presence had already fascinated me. She had a subtle delicacy that clashed with her defiant and rebellious personality, making her dangerously alluring. I was the man who had dashed her hopes, and she detested me for it. Even though our relationship was still in its early stages, I felt curiously pulled to her.

Hannah cried out, feeling betrayed by her closest friend. “You’ll refer to me as your Luna,” Sarah cautioned, her voice laced with authority. “Don’t you dare call me by name.” Hannah's confusion was evident as she questioned, “What do you mean by that? You're my best friend.” “Not anymore,” Sarah declared, cutting off any further conversation. “Austin, you haven’t told her?” Hannah turned to Austin, hoping for an explanation, but he remained silent as Sarah continued to berate her. “As an Alpha, I need a Luna to make the pack stronger,” Austin explained. “Sarah will be the new pack Luna.”

Be a painter and carry my dreams with you. Catherine's eyes widen. 'Wha-what are you saying?!' 'You can be my wings Catherine... be my wings and carry my dreams with you.' Sandra stood up, she dusted her skirt and smiled to Danial. 'I'm tired. I'm going home first...' Catherine jumped to her feet and grabbed Sandra's hand. 'Sandra...' 'I'm very tired Cathyln...' She held Catherine's hand gently, peeled it away. 'I just want to go to sleep.'

Nico's eyes popped out and confusion plastered on his face when he heard my response. It seemed as though he couldn't believe what he had just heard.Well,I couldn't believe it either when I learned that Sandra came from Fernando's kingdom and she's the beta's daughter. It made sense why she thought that the world revolves around her.It was because she came from one of the biggest and strongest packs from the north. “Sandra?How?I mean,how is she related to Lakeside pack and to Fernando?”Nico asked countless questions and became even more confused.I wiped tears from my eyes and tried so hard to calm down.

Zod returned moments ago with food and drinks from the enchanted market, but as soon as he stepped inside and caught the thick scent of Sandra’s heat laced in the air, every instinct in his body flared like a spark catching dry kindling. He locked the door behind him, enchanted it with blood magic, and sealed every window. No one else would come near her. No other male would even catch her scent. Because if they did, she wouldn’t survive what followed. Sandra sat slumped on the edge of the bed, her body trembling with need and pain, her eyes glassy and wild. Her blonde hair clung to her skin, damp with sweat, and her voice…when she spoke…was a broken whisper.

He muttered touching a paw before quickly pulling away when Sansa turned to face him. “Her stuffed duck,” I pointed to the sofa where both the bed and the dog's toys were located “she doesn't sleep without it.” "You're kidding,” he said, hallucinated before tensing when Sansa approached him to lie on his lap on his back, "What...?" "She wants you to pet her,” I informed her, unable to avoid the laugh that escaped me when Milena crawled up to her brother to rest her head on Sansa's stomach. "She's so soft,” Aiden muttered, touching her fur with some fear. "And her hair so short and shiny."