Sara Fields Read Online Novels & Stories

Sara A day later... “Only one more day…” Sara whispered softly to herself as she walked down the sunlit street. The words felt almost sacred. Tomorrow, she and Kingsley would finally leave this city behind and fly to New York. The thought sent a quiet wave of relief through her body with every step she took. Her heart felt lighter than it had in months. She was so close to freedom that she could almost taste it. She continued walking toward the quiet café on the corner, planning to bring back two cups of coffee for her and Kingsley.

“Next time we meet…” The shadows swallowed her feet. Her legs. “…she won’t be herself anymore.” Her body. Her face. And then.. Gone. Just like that. The pressure vanished. Sara collapsed forward, gasping. The battlefield fell silent. The shadows retreated. The creatures disappeared. Leaving behind Blood. Broken bodies. And fear. Real fear. Sara pushed herself up slowly, her entire body shaking. Thea rushed to her side. “Sara..” “I’m fine,” she snapped, even though she wasn’t.

Sara stood between them and the depot door, one hand resting lightly on the metal, smile small and perfectly wrong. “Captain,” she said, as if welcoming guests. “You’re quick.” Zak’s sight stayed high on her sternum. “Step away from the door.” She tilted her head, earrings catching a slice of floodlight. For a heartbeat the hem of her jacket lifted and the firelight memory clicked: the right hip, the sealing skin. Sara’s fingers brushed the pendant at her throat—twin wolfsbane branches circling two opposed helmets. “I just needed to borrow something,” she said, and pushed the door.

Mabel threw her hands up in frustration. “ Are you being serious immediately?” Sarah asked surprised. “ Know what, I'm done with this conversation immediately. Can we change topics, or you can go back to your duty post," she suggested? “ I'd prefer the latter because I just don't know you anymore.” Sara got up and walked to her desk. Has she changed or she's now portraying her actual character to me? “ Hey baby,” Xara called out to Elon as she entered his class. “Mama,” the two-year-old picked up his stuff and hurried to her. " Hey love, how was school today?" she asked as they headed towards the car.

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.

Blake said, smiling at her and placing his hand on her shoulder. Instantly Sara saw a large field, and Tabitha, Tabby, and Sylvia were talking to an aged man. Seeing their return, he smiled at them. “Wow. This. This is beyond amazing.” Sara said, looking around. “Sara, sit here under the tree of life quickly, your energy is in flux, and we need to calm it down,” Blake said, leading her to the tree. “Oh, okay, but I don’t feel any different. Why, ahhh. What the hell? Why am I in so much pain?”

"Yes, there was a string of a few murders over the course of two nights at The Sacramento. It’s one of their properties. I just need to find proof they knew or were involved." Sara had moved over to me in the time it took me to finish reading. She was leaning over my shoulder now, following along with the text. Her perfume was still strong and filled the air with an intoxicating feeling of desire. Her hair fell over her shoulder and brushed against the side of my face. I tried to force myself to stay focused, but she was so deliciously inviting.

“Danielle. How are you? Anything I can help you with.” “Mom told me you were making my shift injections. I’m just coming by to collect.” “Ah,” Sara said, closing the lip on a glass jar. She walked around the table looking as ethereal and graceful as one of Tolkien’s elves. Her light blonde hair, slim, pale frame, and loose, flowing dresses only accented the regal air she carried. In her late thirties, Sara could pass as an early twenty-something without too much trouble. Her brow furrowed lower as she frowned. “I’m afraid they’re not all finished.”

So how was your trip Lady Chen asked Sara as soon as she walked in to the room. Sara had the impulse to attack this woman, the only thought she had right now was to go ballistic on this woman and rip off some parts of her body, but her rationality preventes her from moving, for someone who can trap such a monster in her territory, all she'll need to take my puny life would probably be a breath of air. "It was very educative and relaxing" Sara answered!

SARAH The room froze. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The screen still glowed in front of us, lighting the room in a sick, pale hue. Last edited by: Sarah De Luca. The words burned into my eyes, steady and cruel, like they had been waiting to destroy me. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My whole body felt cold. It didn’t make sense. I hadn’t even opened that file. I hadn’t touched the system all day. My name shouldn’t have been there.