Sansan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

River asked Jane curiously. "Because young master Spawn had an accident before because of the flower base in his room." There was a tinge of hesitation in Jane's answer. River was even more confused by Jane's short answer so she asked again. "What accident could probably have happened to him, Jane? I mean, what kind of accident?" River asked, more confused. "It's because, when Master Spynx got angry with Spawn. He accidentally threw a flower base at young master Spawn's head, where he suffered a big wound and stayed in the hospital for several months because he was in a coma." Jane answered as if feeling nervous.

San was seething with fury as she glared at Ness before the later could flee away from the place. “How - fucking - dare - you ?” San spoke dangerously slowly while looking at Ness dead in the eye, hatred filled in her own eyes. Ness being a brat that she was simply leaned her weight on me seductively and started blowing on her nails with a “I don’t give a damn about anything or you” look. “You heard me bitch. Stop behaving like a deaf whore,” San growled out the words. Suddenly Ness forced herself in my arms and turned towards me with puppy eyes.

“No, it’s better this way. Now, can we change the subject? Please?” Thankfully, Hunter walks back into the room at that moment. “Okay, they are both settled. I gave them the tour. San said she’d take care of Connor’s wounds.” I nod my head. “Good, they can use the sleep.” Hunter settles in the chair next to mine and says, “Connor and I will look through the thumb drive tomorrow. Hopefully, we’ll find something interesting. In the meantime, you should take Santana shopping tomorrow and buy her some clothes. The only clothing we have available is for men. She’s hot, but no woman wants to walk around in men’s clothing.” He mutters with a sly grin. I want to punch him in the face at that moment.

But boy, do I want to smack his arrogantly handsome face. “Thank you.” Unfortunately, I have to endure Connor’s presence because Santana continues the conversation. Surprisingly enough, he and Declan remain silent. As I continue to stand there, I can feel the heat of Connor's stare. He must hate the fact that Santana and Declan like me. I heard that Santana is not a fan of Connor’s revolving door. Not that I’d be one of the women taking a spin, considering he thinks I’m just a silly girl. If he only knew.

◇NO POV◇ sana is fuming with anger because her another plan also gone is vain she hitted the wall angrily azra : are you mad sana what happened to you sana : that's what my problem nothing happening azra : we are already following a plan right now again why you're angry sana : I implemented another one too I thought it will get succeed and she will die but that bitch escaped again azra : what you did sana : she tried to escape wantedly I showed her way near dungeon she entered as per my plan I released poisonous gas inside if Aurthur didn't came in time she might die now but he saved her again

The line went silent for a moment, and then laughter filled my ears. “You wouldn't want to miss this,” the voice said, dripping with sarcasm. “We've prepared something special just for you.” My gaze darkened, my fist clenched. “What are you playing at, San?” I demanded, my patience wearing thin. The Antonios' are used to playing useless games. San is their third generation heir who calls himself 'The Sage' but his foolishness, no one can beat. He caused the death of his father by making a foolish decision - crossing me.

The tears wouldn’t stop. “San,” Marino called out after he placed his arms around me and allowed me to cry on his shoulder. “I think your woman has the hots for me and you need to help a friend out.” I laughed, pulled back, and hit his shoulder. “You’re a goof.” “That’s him. A goof that steals my girl,” Alessandro said from the doorway, his face split by a grin. “Shouldn’t have left me alone with her. The women can’t stop themselves. It’s a gift and sadly San doesn’t have it.”

replied Sanza, “is but right and proper; and although I had just cause of quarrel with your father, and killed him, as a Samurai should, yet would I gladly forfeit my life to you here; but my life is precious to me for one purpose--that I may punish Banzayémon and get back the stolen sword. When I shall have restored that sword to my lord, then will I give you your revenge, and you may kill me. A soldier's word is truth; but, as a pledge that I will fulfil my promise, I will give to you, as hostages, my wife and boy. Stay your avenging hand, I pray you, until my desire shall have been attained.” Umanosuké, who was a brave and honest youth, as famous in the clan for the goodness of his heart

He hated himself for what he’d done to his own sister. As Kass's nostrils flared, she glanced around him. Onyx had no sooner heard Trevon’s “Hey, Kass." than the she-wolf was beside him; the two of them were good friends. “It’s so great to see you!” Sansa said when Onyx stood. She hugged him before he could stop her. Unlike him, she was a touchy-feely person. Detaching her from him, he set her back by her shoulders and simply gave her a nod—letting another female touch him was suicidal when his mate was right there, and irritation was rolling off her in waves.