Sara Cate Audiobook Novels & Stories

When they heard her conversation with her brother, everyone felt nauseated just by looking at her. “So, this is the goddess that you all have been hyping about? I think the dress she is wearing reflects the exact color of her heart.” Sara held her head and screamed. She could not believe what was happening. She looked at Elara and shouted like a maniac, “You are supposed to be dead!” Elara pursed her lips as she showed another video, “Oh, are you talking about this?” The video showed how Sara had fired shots at Elara and Chad without hesitation.

And on the sixth night, as the rain poured heavily outside the window, we sat on the bed listening to a recording of our own voices that we had sent via voice note. Then I spoke softly, “If you ever get tired there, and the world feels too foreign… listen to this, okay.” I pressed the record button on my phone, then spoke: “Hey you… this is Sara. The stubborn one, the one who stays up late, the one who can’t cook rice with measurements. But also the woman who loves you without punctuation. You’re not alone there. Because I’m still you. And you… are still me.” Matt held my hand.

You could smell the fucking fear coming off Sara, and the first thing she did was get on her fucking knees and beg. "I didn’t know what he would do, I didn’t!" I growled, "get the fuck up and tell me everything." "Please. Just banish us; don’t kill us, Luna Leia. Please." Sara said, not coming off the floor. "Why would she kill you?" Kate asked. "Because I am the one that told Marco Luna Leia was giving birth." Sara said, hiding her head in her arms.

Sara is small, tiny. But she’s their Sara. What if she hurt them? Nearing the living room entrance, I take a deep breath before peeking and looking into the living room. What I see has my entire heart breaking. END OF BOOK ONE

He unmuted the device and Sara's voice came in "Eden, this is Sara, I'm sorry I haven't been able to get through. The security here is quite tight, and there is no way I could have get through you. I needed to be careful, I don't have much time to speak as I'm at the pool side pretending to be reading a magazine. If you can hear me, listen carefully" she said hastily "I can hear you Sara, speak up" Eden urged

Sara got bored with her questions and wanted to end the conversation. Kate biting her lips, “I did, but he re...” The bell rang, and Sara got up immediately. She interrupted Kate, “I have to call my mom, I'll see you later, and I'll talk to Johnathan. Don't worry, Okay.” Left the classroom immediately.

- Sara now slightly shakes her head "If they're not monsters, what torments you, Sarita?" I want to help you so that they disappear from your head – Sara simply remains silent and again they had lost the thread of the conversation, Lorena detected that talking about her demons, made Sara lose herself in her bad state again, she would have to find a way to get them out of her without losing her again.

Doctor Dave came out of the room and saw me watching the lady from the window. "Don't feel sad sir, okay, Sara has been here for over a year now, she's crazy and overly dangerous" he made known to me, returning my eyes the second I heard the name he called. "Did you just say, Sara?" I asked as he shook his head affirming my words. "Okay erm, what's her surname and who brought her here?". Somehow I felt compelled to ask, hopefully, he gives me the name I am drying to hear, the doctor says, and I quote, " the lady in there! Her name is Sara Scott she's the lady, Elena Khan is paying me to keep under lock and key!.

So he opened the chat box and read the text. 'Father, it's me, your Sara. I am alive. Please answer the call. I will explain everything. Ida's life is in danger ' the text read.

Without another word or a backward glance, she rose and left, her departure so dramatic it felt like an omen. I sat in the silence, the flash drive feeling like a live grenade on my desk. I plugged it in, my heart hammering against my ribs. There was a single audio file. "What could be so terrible that you couldn't say it to my face, Nayomi?" I muttered. I hit play. The recording hissed for a second before Sara’s voice tore through the office like a serrated blade. This wasn't the voice of the girl who sat quietly at my table; this was a voice forged in the coldest depths of hell.