Sarah Adams Books Novels & Stories

Somehow, I believed myself to be in between, but when it came to Sarah Adams, suddenly I was acutely aware of every emotion, feeling, and sensation that passed through her body and mind. God, this woman was strong. I admired her more every day. Other than the time I'd found her in tears at the hospital, she'd kept dry eyes. Sarah did whatever she had to do to keep from breaking down, even on the days it probably would have served her better to let go. But here she sat, in a room that had belonged to someone else only days ago, she couldn't walk, she was in pain, and the list just kept going. And other than me, I hadn't noticed she spent time talking to anyone else.

The rest would go where it truly belonged. Sarah stood and walked to the small desk in the corner of her room. She pulled open the drawer and retrieved a worn notebook, its pages filled with her handwriting. Sketches. Designs. Dresses she had dreamed of creating since she was a girl, before marriage had buried those dreams beneath duty and silence.

"You manage to find time for novels amidst your ever-changing adventures?" A soft smile graced Adrienne's lips as she leaned in, sharing a secret moment between them. "Oh, most certainly. Romance novels, to be precise. Currently, I'm enthralled by 'Love And Everything In-between' by Sarah Raymond. It's an enchanting tale that beautifully captures the essence of love. It resonates with the dreams that dance in my heart," she revealed, her voice filled with a sense of wonder. Ryan couldn't tear his gaze away, captivated by her authenticity and the vivid emotions that colored her words. With a tender gesture, he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Adrienne's ear, his voice ba

What sort of Nuns cuddled teddy bears, read romance novels and heaven knew what Florence also did in her leisure time? "It was really nice meeting you all..." Sarah forced a smile. "...but I really should rest now, I have had a very long day and my legs are already aching from the tour I had today." She slowly took off her shoes and folded her legs on the bed, fluffed the pillow and laid down, turning her back to the three strange and annoying Nuns. "That was Cheryl's bed." She heard Yin say. Ignoring her, Sarah tried to force herself to sleep when Anita added just at that moment, disrupting her attempt to close her eyes.