Sara Chidouin Novels & Stories

Chibana Sara is an extremely pretty girl with long blonde hair and an hourglass physique. She had bright brown eyes and small plump lips. She and I had flings when we were sophomores but stopped when I asked Aera out. I wanted to be a true boyfriend to her. Sara got mad and tried many times to ruin our relationship but we remained strong. In the end, she gave up but when Aera’s video spread like wildfire, Sara was one of the people who made life hell for her.

The week passed quickly. Sara went outside the academy ground donned in her usual reddish gym suit. She had left eight hundred Credits to Ivor and used again the Sulfur domain to make sure that she had increased her power as much as possible. She had only one thousand and six hundred Credits and twenty merit points left, she was in need of the rewards of the mission. However, her headache had vastly diminished in intensity which left her pleasantly surprised. 'I should really pay more attention to the faculties of the academy.'

As she turned to leave, she glanced back at Eric, offering a gracious smile. "Thanks for the dinner. Have a good journey," she bid him farewell. Eric remained silent, watching her depart. Sara left the cabin, leaving Eric staring at her retreating figure and then at the closed door, lost in his thoughts. Sara Owen. A name entangled in numerous rumours filled Eric's thoughts. Following her divorce from Yohan Dixon, she married his close friend Kevin Johnson. Yet, despite this, she seemingly held onto feelings for Yohan and stood by him during his difficult times. Sara became pregnant, leading Kevin to suspect that the child wasn't his but Yohan's, prompting him to leave for France permanently

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"I’ve‍ spent seven years bein⁠g a maid, I don't need people bowing to me." "You are‍ no lon‌ger a maid‌, Mr‌s.‌ Chen," the sec‌ond⁠ woman sa‍id,‍ her vo‌i⁠c⁠e⁠ so​ft but‍ fi⁠r​m. "I am Sara‌h​, and this is E‍l‍ena. We a​r‌e here to ensure your com⁠fort.​ Please, allow us."

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

I didn’t know which of them was my real fated mate. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Cassandra stood there with two of her wolves behind her. Her eyes were full of hate. “I knew you were hiding a secret,” she snarled, hissing repeatedly. “You and your evil secrets.” Scarlett stepped in front of me, frowning at Cassandra. “Leave my daughter alone, you devilish woman!” Cassandra laughed and flew fast toward my mom, her claws hitting straight on my mother’s arm. “I want to make sure she dies. She is the devil here!”

dhiren rolled his eyes while saying "only I'm a fool here" liam opened the file and said "obviously" dhiren pouted dramatically liam started reading "name : Srinithi Parker Date of birth : october - 30- ×××× age : 19 years old height : 5 feet 5 inches occupation : student college : XYZ college of fashion designing Mother name : Amara Parker Father name : Henry parker Mother's Occupation : runs a small pastry shop Father's Occupation : works as a manger friends : salomi brown and violet Miller aka (Viola)

Tomorrow the Prophecy Child would die. Aria sat alone in her stone cell, the heavy chains still wrapped around her wrists. The runes etched into the metal glowed with a faint, persistent light, constantly draining her power. A single candle flickered on a narrow ledge near the wall, its small flame casting dancing shadows across the rough stone surfaces. For hours she watched it burn, her thoughts drifting far beyond the bars that held her. The flame was small and fragile, yet it refused to surrender to the darkness. It reminded her of someone. Of Ryan. The thought brought a sad, bittersweet smile to her lips, small but undeniably real in the dim light.

Lydia responded coldly, making me wonder, but I didn't dwell on her words too much. “"I get it. Anyway, her name is Sarai, and she's a maid at the pack house," I informed her. "Wow! So she's an Omega maid?" she asked again. "Yes, is that a problem?" I questioned. "Not at all. Tell me more about her," she asked.