Sara Chidouin Novels & Stories

Where is he I want thank to him. Diya : it's okay. By the way my name is Diya. Sara : hello Diya, can you please convey my thanks to your brother. Diya : sure. Actually I came from Australia so I don't have friends here. Can we friends? Sara : huh? Diya : I know you shocking but I'm bored here. Sara : lol okay. Now I have to go, take care. Diya : bye. Then Sara left hospital and went to her home.

A woman who had clawed her way back from the pain, a woman who had found strength in her newfound family. Just then, a familiar voice echoed through the gallery. Charlotte's warm laughter mingled with another voice, younger and brimming with energy. I turned, a grin blooming on my face as I saw Charlotte engulf a young woman in a bear hug. Sara Douglas stood there, her blonde hair perfectly curled and bright eyes sparkling. At nineteen, she still possessed a childlike demeanor that was both endearing and slightly terrifying. Sara stays with me here in New York every school vacation while Charlotte and I drive to Moonstone Pack every holiday like a normal family would.

"It was the least I could do. Besides, I've been craving some company for this journey,to think I was against getting this Family Combo ticket.." As they spoke, Divine learned more about the intriguing woman before her. Sarah was newly married to Mr. David Kádàrá Aimọ, a man from a prestigious Nigerian family The Kádàrá Aimọ. Her life's journey, much like Divine's, had been marked by challenges and unexpected turns. Sarah was an orphan, a fact that resonated deeply with Divine, who shared a similar background.

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!.

“What? Are you surprised?” Jared mumbled as he climbed down his almighty chair. He stood mightily in front of Sara, staring straight into her terror-stricken eyeballs. “What…do you want from me?” Sara stammered, shrinking under Jared's agonizing gaze. “The Luna? Do you really think of yourself as the Luna?” A voice echoed from behind. Sara could sense her nostrils filled with a particular scent, she could identify the scent from the hundreds of scents that collided in the room. She flung her eyes in the direction of the voice, two ladies walked in, each one of them carrying herself with an air of pride and elegance.

The moment she saw Chad, her expression turned pale, and she thought that she had seen a ghost. Her mouth widened, and her heart hammered in her chest. She thought that she was looking at Dominic when he was young. “You…” Sara was tongue-tied as she looked at Elara. Elara sneered, “What? Never seen a six-year-old before?” “No... I… is this your son?” “No, he is yours,” Elara said. She held Chad’s hand and walked away, leaving the stunned Sara behind. Sara looked at their disappearing backs and almost lost her balance.

Yet just as she lowered her eyes to glance at the provided materials, Emily sensed an unfriendly gaze directed her way—Sara's. Sara stood not far away, dressed in a deep V-neck white blouse and fitted black pants. Her lips, painted a bold crimson, matched her striking eye makeup, lending her an air that was equal parts alluring and intimidating. The juxtaposition of these two women—each beautiful, yet so different in style—naturally drew attention from those nearby. Sara held a composed, professional smile, nodding towards Emily in greeting, her posture conveying respect. But beneath that polite façade, there was an edge—a cold, almost imperceptible sharpness hidden in her eyes.

Kilhon got in and started the car driving into the streets. “Where are we going?” Liora asked, getting excited. “Well, I’m supposed to drop you at Miss Sarah’s place and then drive you to Loft” he said and Liora stared at him dumbfounded. “To Sarah Dubois?” She asked and Kilhon nodded. “Yes Miss Morgan” he replied. Liora was frozen. Sarah Dubois was a top stylishist and makeup artist that every artiste and celebrity fought over but she wasn’t exclusive to another. You had to book her months ahead for any gig and Damien had just gotten her to style her?

'Is that Dove's sister? "Lynette? I'm now known as Vega," Vega said with a slight chuckle. Cool air filled the hall, and it came from Vega, whose dark-brown orbs glowed just like Dove's. 'She's definitely on a different level,' Amaria observed. " Jareth, Evera, take care of the other three over there," Vega said. Jareth and Evera dashed towards Amaria, Elex, and Teresa and hit the nape of their necks, paralyzing them.

“Nothing, I just wanted to share with you the file your cousin brought to me, as my Luna and because it is about you then I thought you should know.” “Now, I know.” She looked at me as if she was challenging me, she is angry I can tell. “Do what you please my Luna, she came to provoke you in your home, no one will blame you for retaliating.” I said then went to stand by the window. It is time she put this cousin of hers in her place. How dare she defame her like that. Even getting fake documents about her being a prostitute, when could she have done that? Sara grew up in the Silver Moon Pack, she had everything she could ever want and need. She would have never sold her body to anyone. This