Sara Stark Novels & Stories

she hissed, her tone venomous. “Am I?” I took another step forward, forcing her to take a step back. “Then watch me. Watch as I rebuild everything you tried to destroy. Watch as I reclaim what’s mine. And when it’s all over, Sara, you’ll have nothing left nothing but the memory of the moment you realized you were never strong enough to beat me.” Sara’s face twisted in anger, she was never one to take silence as an answer. She strolled up to a nearby display, her manicured nails tapping against the glass case as she inspected a pristine dress labeled 30 Million Euros.

she continued, her tone filled with malice. Gasping in surprise, I stammered, "What do you mean I damaged your image? I haven't done anything wrong." Fear gripped me as I realized the severity of the situation. Sara had been released from prison, and she'd been seeking revenge ever since. "Don't pretend to be innocent, Leah. You know what you did," she accused, her words like daggers. I continued to back away, my breathing becoming heavier with each passing moment. "I didn't do anything, Sara. You know the truth. You were the one who destroyed your own image," I pleaded, sensing the escalating danger.

He could understand why Kevin wanted to personally celebrate Sara's birthday. Sara's ability must be said to be top of the top. Since taking his place, she has shown all her abilities, assisting her boss in solving tasks neatly, easily, and quickly and achieving good results. One time, Kevin had to blurt out a compliment that Sara was a lucky star, so when she was by his side, Unicons Group's work went extremely smoothly. Sara is influenced by the Western way of life so she is quite liberal. Sometimes when she is excited because the corporation won a big contract, she hugs Kevin to congratulate him in front of so many people's round and flat eyes.

"Yes, weak willed ones, not just any" A woman came round neatly dressed and served them a goblet of blood "This is?" Victor asked. "My own your Majesty" She said with a bow. "Thank you Sara, I will enjoy this" "It warms my heart" she said and left. Ray looked over his shoulder at the woman who disappeared behind the throne curtains, then looked at the goblet of blood "Her own? Why did I feel such an odd vibe from her father?" Victor was taking a small sip of the blood then clearly his face expressed he enjoyed it "Sara is an Omega wolf, she chose to serve me"

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

But she approached me differently. "I’m A-Aria Frost." The words came out dragged. She turned her face to mine. "Every member of Ironveil knows who you are. Most say you’re a Tribrid. I’ve never seen one before. I only know my mother was a Hybrid. Half human, half wolf. She..." Her face dropped. I could tell how she felt. "You can call me Sarah." She stood in front of me, both hands curved at her front. "I’m also a healer. Some say I’m weird."

“You what?” Sara was an exotic dancer who provided extra services for a select group of clients. She had been in the profession since her first year of college. She had a bachelor’s in psychology, but not child psychology, and she didn’t have a graduate degree at all. Charles had met her nine years ago at a bachelor party for one of his American buddies. They had a good time that night. So much so Charles had gotten her number for future jobs. She was one of the girls at Calvin’s bachelor party two years ago. Sara did have experience babysitting the kids at the strip club she worked at twice a week. The single mothers would be out on stage, and Sara would help her co-workers out by watching

“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