Sarah Connor Novels & Stories

Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to.” He says. “I may have some additional insights that your parents or Leader Bruno don’t, and given how close this guy,” he says, motioning to the deceased human still lying on the ground, “was found to my pack lands, I’d like to be a part of thinking through next steps. Have you contacted COWS yet?”

Especially when the two men were Zachary and Leon. Sarah’s bare shoulders gleamed under the lights, the butterfly mark on her skin vivid and unmistakable. He’d seen that mark before—on the real Sarah, and on another woman’s imitation. As Leon stepped closer, Zachary moved ahead and blocked his way. "Mr. Spencer, if you have something to say, say it to me," Zachary said coolly. "Who is she?" Leon demanded. Zachary smirked. "Can’t you tell? She’s Sarah Sanders of the Sanders family."

"I just found this under the cotton wool in your room. You're not only a b*tch, you're also a damn thief!" I had no idea what she was talking about. I didn't even know that the white thing was called an iPod. Sarah was the daughter of Alpha Roger's deputy in New Moon Pack, Beta Negan. She had a few friends who were like her and they had been doing their best to find fault with me. They didn't dare admit that they weren't as pretty as me. The men of New Moon Pack always harassed me or circled me, even though I was usually in a maid's old clothes and never paid attention to them.

She got kicked out because of Relon's brat of a daughter. "He hasn't shown himself yet, but we know he's after Alex and his son. Rumor has it Alex has a daughter, too. And… she's close to Maxine." Erick added. My blood ran cold. "Who is she?” Her name's Sarah. We think she's the one behind the attacks on the girls. Alex's son is a monster, but he wouldn't have spared them. Sarah's the one who did this." I swore under my breath. "Find her. And pull Maxine out of the Annual Hunt. I can't risk her being out there, not when they're this close."

Sarah hugs him tenderly and kisses his cheek, Making a mental note of those who surrounds them, it felt as though they were encircled by a clandestine gathering of arms dealers, drug kingpins, and cunning high-society schemers. Every eye in the room was on her, scanning her from head to toe, accompanied by raised eyebrows and speculative expressions. 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 p

Promises made in breath, sealed in heat. They only pulled apart when Elena’s voice shook through the moment. “Guys… I think I found something.” They huddled around her tablet. A file blinking red: Project: ELARA Subject: S-07 Status: Missing A profile loaded—pixelated but unmistakable. A little girl. Barefoot. Wide-eyed. Sarah. Age: 7 Origin: Confidential Genetic Status: Classified – Key Carrier Sarah stumbled back. “No…” Damon caught her before she could fall. “Sarah. Look at me. You’re safe.”

As a matter of fact, I hate her for what she has done to me. She was the first woman I thought I would marry. I thought she cared about me, but she showed me otherwise. She used me, and at first, I couldn't believe it. I thought Sarah was different than people said she was. I assumed she loved me. Instead, she broke my heart. This time, I will not allow her to get too close to me. I was angry when I figured out what she and Jake were planning, and when I realized that she was using me to kidnap my boss's son, I was furious. I did not think that she would do something like that. I was taken away from Connor, and I love Connor. He is the cutest little boy ever. Luckily, I am not stupid and fig

The city has a rich and dark history, filled with legends of vampires and supernatural creatures. That was what terrified Sarah the most; that perhaps those legends were true, she did not imagine being devoured by a legion of vampires, and that her poor body lay cold and dry, in some unknown place, that death was not something she wanted for her. Sarah is a twenty-five-year-old girl with a fair complexion and dark brown hair. She has large, expressive hazel eyes and a shy smile that is rarely shown. She is an intelligent and hard-working woman, with a reserved but curious personality.

"Not at all, but you must have really given Armo a lot of trouble for him to tag you one." "How do you know this?" Sarah asked in surprise now. "How do you even know Armo at all?" "Renata bought me from the convent too," she replied. "And I am really glad to be out of that hell hole." "I caused the death of some of my friends while trying to escape," Sarah said sadly now. "It was the stupidest thing I have ever done. I wish I could take back the hands of time, Anita and Gladys would still be alive."

My name is Kim Ahri Gaumond. I am a simple employee who usually spends most of her time working, doing charity work, or attending treatments. I never really had a chance to give myself a break since I am not an outgoing person. For the first time in my 30 years of life, I decided to finally give in to my dream of having an international vacation not related to work. I may not be outgoing, but I still wanted to experience a life of leisure in a faraway land.