Novelas y relatos de Sara-j

Sara "Sara, this is Azuka," Jaxon explained, stepping aside for the woman to come in. She held out a slender hand for me and I took it. Her grip was much stronger than I expected. She nodded but she didn’t actually say anything. I wondered for a moment if she spoke English. "Hi, um, nice to meet you, I’m Sara," I replied. I glanced at Jaxon, confused. How had he gotten a nanny candidate here so soon? Why would he choose a woman like this? She looked almost frightening, like she was prepared to fight and murder people.

“No, we can’t leave you behind.” Sara looked determined. “Don’t worry. I can defeat them.” Although Sara was the weakest among them, she would not have much problem defeating the few Sky Endless Organization disciples. Dax and the others still hesitated when they heard what she said. Yvette finally gathered her thoughts and spoke seriously, “Alright then. Sara, you must be careful. Defeat them and catch up with us immediately.” Yvette could feel that Sara’s energy had recovered slightly and she would not have a problem defeating the few disciples.

Jack said, sliding to Susan’s cover, body between her and the world. Her eyes found him under the lenses. Judgment. Hope. Refusal to cry. “Jack McCormack. ASIO,” he said, offering a hand that looked too calm to be lying. “We’re getting you out.” “Who are they?” she whispered. “People who care a lot about what you know,” he said. “Move.” He pushed her toward Sonja’s orbit. Sonja put one hand on the small of Susan’s back, the other up in a stop sign that meant, Do not be brave without permission. The world around them was a dropped tray of lives, clattering.

Sarah replied. Sister Gladys offered her a single nod and exited the room. When she was gone, Sarah stood awkwardly for a moment, watching the quietly women stare back at her in scrutiny. Then another one closest to her, sitting on the lower bunk, stood up and smiled warmly, breaking the weird silence much to her relief. "I'm Sister Anita, this is Sister Florence..." She gestured to the first woman who had approached her from the upper bunk, then she finally pointed at the last woman sitting on the last bunk bed. "...and that over there is Sister Yin." Sarah craned her neck to see the last woman, just noticing that the women were of different races. Anita was an African-American, Florence lo

I notice Will visibly tense as I hold Brian's brown shirt between my fingers. I don't understand his behaviour, but instead of calling it out, I might as well have some fun. I give Brian a smile, making sure to put on a show as I reach down to pull my sweater off slowly. I don't break eye contact as I then pull my white shirt off, exposing my black bra. Brian's grinning at me, watching my every move.

Once her jealousy cleared and she could think straight, it was pretty obvious that Ray and this woman were related. Leah glared at Ray, whose chuckle turned into a full blown laugh. She sighed and turned back to the woman with a blush staining her cheeks. “Sorry, that was rude of me.” She reach out her hand to the woman. “I am Leah Sullivan.” The woman reached out and shook Leah’s hand. “I am Francesca, Ray’s sister. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” She stepped closer and pulled Leah into a hug that she wasn’t expecting. Leah smiled, a tear coming to her eye when Francesca continued by saying, “Welcome to the pack, little sister.”

For now. ???: “ Don’t tease the boy too much, Cross. Clearly that loud obnoxious roar of a laugh of yours must’ve scared him to the bone. But I suppose at the same time that's also one of the many things that I love about you. Hi there Naraja, ignore that brute of a man for now, I’m Saint Teresa of Avila and it's an honor to meet you.” ???: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.”

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.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Cara asked, almost yelling. "Calm the fuck down Cara,am trying to explain myself here." Sara yelled back. "Did you just yell at me?" She asked. Sara sighed and dropped her head. "I'm sorry." she apologized. "I'm all ears and don't you dare hide anything from me because if I later find out what you are hiding, then you know what happens." Cara said and she nodded. "I'm a stripper." Sara said, finally letting the word out of her mouth. It laid such a heavy weight in her heart that immediately she said the word, she felt more like herself again.