Sarah Cameron Novels & Stories

This is a short introduction to all the essential Characters who are you going to read in this book further. Their looks will be discussed in the further chapters of the Novel. Enjoy reading, I hope you like it!! Sarah Brown - A 24-year-old woman who is jobless. She is the daughter of a rich woman Hannah Brown. She is very polite and of jolly nature but gets irritated or angry too easily. Emma Miller - A 24-year-old woman who is the president of the company The Ambition. A polite woman but hates her life.

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I didn’t know which of them was my real fated mate. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Cassandra stood there with two of her wolves behind her. Her eyes were full of hate. “I knew you were hiding a secret,” she snarled, hissing repeatedly. “You and your evil secrets.” Scarlett stepped in front of me, frowning at Cassandra. “Leave my daughter alone, you devilish woman!” Cassandra laughed and flew fast toward my mom, her claws hitting straight on my mother’s arm. “I want to make sure she dies. She is the devil here!”

She has some serious guts ! As Zakariah opened the door and laid eyes on Sarah, a whirlwind of emotions swept through him. It was her, unmistakably so, despite the passage of time etched upon her features. Her hair, once familiar to him, now cascaded around her shoulders, longer and perhaps more lustrous than he remembered. She had gained some weight, he noted, a subtle change that only served to accentuate her beauty. Yet, beneath the surface, he could see the weariness etched into her expression, a testament to the trials she had endured.

Sarah was well aware of her striking presence – standing tall at 5'11" with her distinctive Caucasian heritage, she commands attention. Her long, cascading, corn-colored curls framed her face and flowed down her back, while her perfectly proportioned figure had been further enhanced by months of rigorous training. Her skin, a delicate shade of pinkish fairness, radiated with ethereal beauty. She could decipher the myriad expressions she encountered – some are sizing her up, others are openly mocking for her commoner Caucasian blood, a few were green with envy, and several are on the hunt for any perceived vulnerability. Inwardly, she steels herself with a silent mantra, "Don't let them break

He bent over slightly and whispered into her ears “my name is Aldo Aicardi. I didn’t think you would forget so soon, Sarah.” “You know my name?” “Of course. Ndolo Sarah Etoundi, 28 year old female, Cameroonian national, former figure skater, studied at Harvard business school. You’re here for your best friend’s wedding.” She almost fell to the ground hearing a stranger calmly tell her own biography.

In the right and actual sense, Lotus wasn't married anymore, but, she could not accept the fact that she wasn't married to Peter anymore. Sarah, puzzled by the exchange, gave Lotus a questioning look, searching for an answer. Lotus leaned in and whispered. "It's just a part of the game, Sarah. We have to impress him." Sarah, though hesitant, nodded. She introduced herself to Caleb, her voice filled with sincerity. "Hello, Mr. Cameron. I'm Sarah, Lotus's sister, and I'm here to support her every step of the way." Caleb, pleased and intrigued by Sarah's loyalty, welcomed them both warmly. "It's lovely to meet you, Sarah. I'm glad to have two remarkable women joining our company. I promise you

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

I went up to the cheerful receptionist and took Landon Chambers name, as soon as she heard the name, her eyes widened and she quickly picked up the phone and made a call. “He’ll be here in a second. Please take a seat ma’am. Would you like a beverage?” I smile at her as I shake my head to say no before wandering around the lavish lobby. I looked down to see my professional clothes. I had worn a very decent black dress and paired it up with heels, hopefully I won’t trip again. “Siya Rains” I hear the same deep stimulating voice which gave me butterflies in my stomach. “Landon Chambers.” I turn around and look up to see the same godly man I couldn’t get out of my head. I offer him a smile as I