Sarah Cameron Novels & Stories

‘Is Zachary Connor some sort of freak of nature?’ “Consider your career in the entertainment industry over. From now on, I will do everything in my power to crush you.” Zachary spoke in a mildly husky voice, but his eyes were cold and sinister like Satan’s. Sarah’s face was drained of color. She was a famous model and had only begun her career in the entertainment industry half a year ago. Her gorgeous looks and amazing figure had earned her connections with a few influential figures in the entertainment industry. She had risen to the ranks of a B-list actress in just half a year.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Scarlett might never come back after the treatment she got. "We should keep searching for her. We have her photo. We can start from there. Give handsome rewards to whoever finds her." Maxwell said, and it sounded like a plan. That would do for now.

Liam’s eyes flared with a sudden, dark triumph. He started to bridge the final inch, his hand moving from the table to cup Ethan’s jaw— “Mr. Vance? Ethan? Is that you?” The voice was high-pitched and sharp. Ethan practically leaped out of his skin, snatching his hand back and knocking his spoon onto the floor. He looked up to see Sarah, a beautiful, high-achieving TA from their Structural Systems class, standing by the table. She was wearing a slim-fitting red dress, her eyes darting between Ethan’s flushed face and Liam’s predatory scowl.

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

“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.”

It also said that if more then one showed up that the pack would get ultimate protection along with them having powers. What does this have to do with? I am going to explain said Alpha Cameron. Katelynn will you please go and shift into your wife. Katelynn goes to her room and shifts into her wolf. Cameron opens the door as Katelynn's wolf walks in and everyone in the room was astonished. You're the second rare red wolf said Elder Aaron. What is your name? asked Elder Matthew. My name is Sera and I am the twin to Elsa. Huh, oh my word how is this possible? said Isabelle.

I assured Isaac. Cameron Raul was the last friend in our friend circle. She was a beta, young and confident and was Isaac’s agemate unlike me who was the youngest and we met each other in college. Cameron isn’t dead, she’s in Iceland as a single mother with an omega daughter and currently in a healthy relationship with a woman Sarah hooked her up with.

With that command left in the air, Damon's steps turned into a jog and before long, he was out of sight, leaving a confused Sarah standing in the middle of a place she barely knew. She didn't move a muscle. She wasn't sure what exactly was going on but for some reason, her chest felt as if it was going to explode. The only thing she knew about it all, was that he was after the woman who's name was apparently Katie. "Katie?" Sarah tested the name on her tongue and a few seconds later, she realized it's familiarity. Katie was that woman...the woman who Liam spoke of and she was also the same woman who was in the photo...the one who was capable of making Damon look like a totally different vers

I huffed a chuckle, and Grayson rolled his eyes. “You look ugly when you're jealous,” he said, smirking. I forced a deep breath and freed the steak knife from my merciless grip. “I'm not jealous; I'm pissed. Big difference.” Grayson's brows rose. “Do elaborate, please. I can't wait to hear it.” I gave him a look. “Cameron is a cold and calculative piece of shit, and Sarah..." I trailed off, wondering if I could even find the right words to describe her.