Sara Stark Novels & Stories

When she stepped away from the twin, Luna’s eyes were shining—a mixture of rage and fear. Sara had never behaved like that before. She had never been so aggressive. Perhaps that had frightened Luna. That was what Sara wanted—to scare her, to terrify her. She turned around and walked almost running toward her office. She needed peace and to be alone. But when she closed the door behind her and opened her eyes, she found herself facing the greenish eyes of Lara, Emiliano’s wife. The woman looked at her calmly, from head to toe, and then gestured to a chair in front of the desk.

Chapter 2: A Stalker's Revenge Brixton pov I haven't been able to fucking sleep or do much of anything else since my little bird flew away from our nest. I haven't seen her around either, which isn't like her. But then again, she did find out I betrayed her by stalking her for most of her life, so I'd expect nothing less. I've scoped out her apartment, but she hasn't been back. I didn't want to show my face where she works, but I found out I had no other fucking option. When Harley and I first started dating officially, she was working at one of the most prestigious gentlemen's clubs in Brockton, and that's where she still works today. I fucking hated it—the way she'd flaunt her perfectly sc

“She’s not even as beautiful as Kiara or a bit as intelligent. She’s so dumb to fall into this obvious trap.” “She and her mother must have colluded to destroy Kiara’s home. What kind of charm did they use on him?” “My Mom once told me that Sara Storm is from a generation of Cobblers. She grew up poor, and her first marriage was with a jobless alcoholic before he died a few months later.” “Rumor had it at that time that Sara was caught several times having an affair with Gerald Storm while Clarissa Coleman was still alive.” “Like mother like daughter! They’re both homewreckers!”

she said "But I'm not, I want to get rid of this child, I'm not ready to be a mother and there's no way I'll give birth to the child of my captor" Amira said "My lady, with all due respect speak no more. You will be just the perfect mother for this innocent child. Do not punish the child for the sins of the father, besides your wedding is just by the corner" Selina preached

Yet even in the dim illumination, her nakedness was laid bare for all to see – a stark reminder of her vulnerability in the face of Zakariah's unchecked aggression. Her body bore the crimson streaks of his brutality, the angry welts standing out against the pallor of her skin like a macabre tapestry of pain. Her black hair hung loose around her face, a veil of shadows obscuring the tears that stained her cheeks. Despite her efforts to maintain her composure, Sarah's anguish was writ large upon her beautiful features, her silent cries for mercy echoing in the darkness.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

The signature at the bottom made my blood run cold: Sara Montgomery - Executive Assistant to CEO Liam Hawthorne Sara. Liam's dead fiancée. Had recommended Natasha for the position that sent her to London, ending her relationship with Liam. Sara had removed Natasha from Liam's life. And now Sara was dead, Natasha was back, and I was being framed for murder. The bathroom door opened, Liam emerging in a towel, his hair wet, his expression relaxed for the first time in days. "Feel better?" I asked, my voice surprisingly steady despite the implications crashing through my mind.

William asked with a slightly angry tone and a very cold face. "Sorry sir. We didn't mean to wake you up," Stanley replied politely. "Who's this?" Rapheal asked coldly and expressionlessly in front of his subordinates. "I am a friend of Miss Laurel. My name is Sara," she introduced herself to Rapheal shamelessly. "She is the person in charge of being abtranslator for Miss Rachel, boss" Stanley answered clearly about Sara's position. "Is she your assistant or your secretary?" Rapheal asked Stanley Because Yoon last night reported to Rapheal about the woman who served as secretary of Stanley's assistant giving directions.

I scoffed,pouring a drink from the wine jar. “Can you listen to yourself? You introduced her to everyone as your future Luna.” he said angrily. “ So what? That was only an act, she’s nothing but a slave girl sold to me by her father.I only want to use her for my sexual desires.” I replied angrily. Suddenly,I heard a gasp from behind. Aaron and I turned, Sara was standing there with tears in her eyes. She looked at me with no emotions in her eyes, her eyes were full of hate. She had heard everything I said to Aaron. “S-sara.” I stuttered. She turned around and walked away slowly.

Some businessmen came to talk to Leo during the time Stella was gone. "Hello, Leo." The woman's voice greeted him from the back. Leo turned to look. Her face tickled his memory that he used to see her before but he could not remember where and when. "Hello. Have we met before?" He asked openly. As a result, Sara felt disappointed deep in her heart. He could not remember her. "I am Sara O'neal. the eldest daughter, and yes, we have met before." Sara answered. She was quite popular as a fashion model. But he only nodded to acknowledge just to be polite. His eyes when looking at her were blank with no interest. And he still did not give any sign of recognizing her.