Sapphire Author Novels & Stories

Her mother had turned to dust long ago, while Sapphire remained, like her gemstone namesake, alive and speaking. Dressed in robes as dark blue as the ocean sky, Sapphire was both imposing and reassuring, like a pack's grandmother. She placed her slender hands gently on Janice's trembling shoulders, her soft but probing question aimed to unearth the grief weighing on Janice's heart. Janice's Tale –

He asked and offered him a seat in their medium sized sitting room. Sapphire does not hail from a rich background unlike him but she was raised up with strong morals and goodness. Her father is a retired Physics professor from one of the reputed local colleges and her mother is a nurse who took voluntary retirement after her husband Sean suffered a heart stroke. Sapphire also has a younger sister who is now doing her final year graduation in food and nutrition. Seline, Sapphire's sister, came running to the visitors room and hugged Carlos. "Hi Seline, how are you?" He enquired, planting a kiss on her forehead.

She was dressed casually, her long dark hair falling around her shoulders, and she had that calm expression she always wore when she was observing people. “How did it go?” Daphne asked, her voice calm but interested. Sapphire scoffed and walked toward the dresser, pouring herself a drink before answering. “Futile,” she said, taking a sip and letting the bitterness settle in her mouth. “He is still as stubborn and hateful as ever. Nothing has changed.” Daphne leaned back slightly, crossing her legs as she watched Sapphire carefully. “That is not surprising. Gunnar has always been difficult to control.” Sapphire turned to face her. “Difficult is an understatement. He looks at me like he wants

Sapphire concludes breathlessly because she's been talking without stopping. "Okay, can you slow down and take a deep breath to calm yourself?" I almost yell. Because I feel weird like I am getting turned on from her talks about Calhoun's Beta. Maybe, just maybe I want to fuck Calhoun, but I need to be here for my friend because she's confused as hell. "Do you think I'm a slut for sleeping with Bruce?" Again, Sapphire glances at me like she isn't the fiery-tempered girl that I know.

I was looking at a creation who had evolved into wanting to save her family so badly to now wanting to tear it down and she had embodied every role perfectly. I took two heavy steps forward, the hard leather of my boots striking the floor. Sapphire’s head snapped toward the sound. Her eyes locked straight onto mine. I stopped right in front of her, closing the distance until the heat radiating off her skin brushed against my chest. “Everything handled?” I asked, my voice dropping into a low, quiet gravel. “Completely,” Sapphire murmured, her eyes staying locked on mine without a single flicker of hesitation. “He thinks I’m stepping aside for Sophia on Friday.”

Sapphire's POV I was swirling the drink in my glass as my friends chatted away. Evelyn was screaming about something her boyfriend did to her as always while Rebecca kept flaunting her new necklace. The only thing I could think about at the moment was my sick mum and also about myself who was completely useless. You may be wondering who I am. I am Sapphire Richardson, daughter to a struggling family but also first class scholarship students at one of the most prestigious universities in the country. I was pretty much just a typical girl with typical issues and one who stayed out of trouble including men troubles.

I didn't think she'd go through with it, and the deer-in-the-headlights sheen that glistened in her eyes all but confirmed it. Then as quickly as it had arrived, the reluctance disappeared. The fierce demeanor she maintained on stage worked its way from the top of her head, down her spine as she straightened it, and to her toes. Determination set in where hesitation had been. The blue-grey turned to sapphires when she met my stare. I'd swear they were so clear I could see through them.

Let me just start by saying my name is Sapphire, I live with my father, mother, and two brothers. My father is a well-known CEO, he owns Walmart; my mother is a well-known fashion designer, she created Chanel. My parents expect us to follow in their footsteps, they want us to be well known so their image doesn’t go to waste. My older brother wants to be exactly like my mother, while my younger brother wants to be like my father. Now, I want to be like myself, I don’t want to be like my father or mother, I want to do my own thing. I want to be an author, I want to create books and fill my reader’s minds with crazy adventures and characters that my readers can connect to. My father doesn’t l

I stand up and walk towards her. “How dare you invade my room and take my things,” I told her. “I am not losing my crown to some little human slut. I will make fucking sure of that. You and the crown are mine.” She growls. She turns and walks away before I can do anything. I look at my father; he is just staring at where the bat shit crazy woman was standing. I have tried telling him for years that she is crazy and obsessed with me. I am glad he finally got to see it first-hand. I stand there, not knowing what to do. I know Seraphina will stop at nothing to hurt Emerald. I turn around to see Sebastian pulling up a video on my computer. Well, damn, my precious jewel can partially s

Simon kept on doing what he was doing without looking at her and after a few seconds, Sapphire scoffed and said, “You know, at first, I thought you were going to be sympathetic, but you proved that you are still the same Simon I knew. Already, you don’t have to worry about Sage taking over as the leader because desertion means death, but you know, Sage is my creation and as his creator, I won’t allow anything happen to him. He belongs to me.” “You are obsessed,” Simon said, looking at her. “He doesn’t even look at you that way. If he gets the chance, he will kill you first. And besides, Simone would never spill anything and you know that.” Sapphire smiled and said, “If she gets the right pun