Sara-j Novels & Stories

Stupid fan! “Six, why are you here?” the guy asked. His number one fan was right about him being Spanish. “Well, I’m here to get breakfast, but I also wanted to introduce you to someone,” Six replied. “I'm actually meeting someone in your life?” the guy scowled. “Trust me, I'm just as shocked that I’m doing this. Rochelle Solano, meet Five. Five, Rochelle,” Six introduced Prominent, I repeat.. “Really?” I couldn't help but giggle. “I feel like I’m missing something here,” Five admitted.

“I’m going to fuck you again tomorrow night. I’ve got more to show you.” “No…no…we can’t. Oh Nate. Oh, this really is….this really is nice. Grab my butt.” Sarah instructed, turning her head to look at me. I could feel my dick begin to strain. I was going to cum soon. “Are you going to try this Joshua?” “No…yes…I…I…yes. Oh my God! Are you going to cum? Your dick is even harder!” Sarah said, pushing down hard on my dick.

Now this was Shania, the crazy wreck of a lady I somehow fell for. “You think I'm just gonna let you move on from me? I spent my years with you, I sacrificed my time for you, my life for you. You can't just blow me off, I deserve a second…” She went dangerously calm as she took a sudden pause and gulped heavily. “Remember our contracts, Alpha,” she said with scorn. “The buisness agreements we signed upon before I partnered and invested in your company. I could take it all away, I could pull out my investment. I am a shareholder anyway.”

Rachel I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting but at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself. Nowadays, two things make me forget that help me forget Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant.

She was so happy for her. “You wanted giving this to her right?” Ariel asked and nodding he said again, “Yes and also tell her the good news.” “Ermmm… Do you know something?” “I don’t know anything, until you tell me…” He said sarcastically and she burst out laughing. “Okay, well… Do you know that Sara’s birthday is coming up in some days or let me say probably two to three weeks. Do you know?” “Wait what? Are you serious?” He asked and she nodded and the said, “On February 29 actually.”

She said and stretched out her hand for a handshake. "Thank you,Sara. Glad to see you again" Arianna replied. She took her hand and Sara couldn't hold back,she hugged Arianna. "You're looking gorgeous,Miss Jason" Sara complimented. She had always been a beautiful woman but not this glamorous. This Arianna Jason possesses another charm different from the Arianna she used to be. "Thank you Sara," Arianna said. Sara leads her to an office adjacent to Jace's. The exciting part of it is that the offices are built with glasses but sound proof.

Sara Medina. Thirty years old,Born in Phoenix, Former social worker, Maricopa County, resigned eighteen months ago following a case that ended badly a child she couldn't save, documented, real enough to carry weight in any background check. Recently divorced No children, One sister in San Diego she doesn't speak to. An apartment in Brooklyn she's behind on rent for. A woman assembled from gaps.

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.

Rebel turns and looks from me to her. “Oh Sara, yeah. She works for Ricci and Smyth. So she is here until I decide what to do with her. Is that a problem?” She asks, looking at me as Sara looks up and is frightened. She is pleading with me with her eyes to help her. But I can’t go against the Mother’s Revenge. “No, have you begun your questions with her?” I say to her and she shakes her head.

I nodded. She exhaled, pulling out a chair and sitting down as if she were going to be there awhile. “Well… how honest do you want me to be?” I shot her a look. “Out with it.” “She’s having trouble,” Sara said flatly. “Not because she’s not smart—she is, Dante. Smarter than any woman they’ve run through this program. But…” She paused then, and shrugged one shoulder as if to say, people were people. “She’s too… human. Permit me for using that word.”