Sarah Connor Novels & Stories

“It was… someone close to your home. I don’t know her name! She called herself ‘S.’ Paid in cash. Thick accent. Said to make you look dangerous, unfit as a father.” ‘S.’ Sarah. I didn’t need more than that. I left Conor alive barely. With a warning and enough fear in his veins to keep his mouth shut for years. Then I went after Sarah. When I walked into her penthouse, she was lounging with a glass of wine, scrolling through her phone like a cat with cream. “Alexander,” she purred, “I was wondering when you’d—” I slammed the phone out of her hand. The sound of it hitting the marble floor was sharp, satisfying.

#ZaneGirlz JK143: Be the change you want to see in the world-if a profile looks like mine but without any JK content- it’s no me! JaneSillwell: Diabetic, awkward & proud Girlz fan!!! S: Two lovely little girls who are going to be lovely like their parents. Wait, I thought. I clicked on S’s profile and saw their recent texts. S: Sarah takes no shit, people. M I Rite?? S: Seriously, Sarah Astor might be a wolf. Have you seen her? Would explain the Luna Temple thing too. S: Sarah’s the best! Look at her dealing with nasty wolves!

he said, and I scoffed inwardly. Sarah turned to me in surprise like she was seeing me. "I know you!" She said suddenly. "Annabelle Delgado, isn't it?" I forced a smile. "Oh my goodness! I feel so honoured to meet you. I am Sarah Morgan," She offered her hands for a handshake and as much as I wanted to leave it hanging, I couldn't. "At least you think it's an honour," I said lightly. "Damian treats me like a menace." A soft chuckle escaped her lips.

The figure hesitated for a moment before pulling back the hood, revealing a face they hadn't seen in years - Detective Sarah O'Connor, a former colleague who had disappeared without a trace during a previous investigation. "It's me, Sarah," she said, her voice tinged with sadness as she met their surprised gazes. "I've been keeping tabs on you since I went off the grid." Kelvin's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Sarah, his mind racing with questions. "But why did you disappear?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion. Sarah sighed, her shoulders sagging with the weight of the memories that haunted her. "I uncovered something during our last case together," she explained, her voic

she relayed and Diva screeched. "What?!" "You have to keep it low, Mistress," Rhonda cautioned and bowed her head in respect. Diva scoffed and made a thunderous chuckle which ended with a frowny face. "Sarah killed one of the strongest pack fighters?" she asked no one in particular not ready to believe Rhonda's joke. She shook her head several times. "Impossible," she kept muttering, pacing around in her room. Who was Sarah? Why was she escaping death? She was a weak Omega, how was she able to take down the mighty wolf? She needed to see it, yes, she must witness the death Rhonda was talking about.

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

“You’re going to make everyone cry.” “Maybe,” I said, feeling a warm flutter in my chest. Then I heard his voice. Across the parking lot, Connor leaned against his car, backpack slung over one shoulder, smiling like the world belonged to him — or maybe like I belonged to him . “Hey, Sparrow!” he called. Chelsea and Laila stopped in mid-step, eyebrows raised. “Sparrow?” Chelsea whispered. “It’s… a thing,” I muttered, cheeks heating. Connor waved, grinning. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

Drake says. As we walk into the conference room, Drake follows me in. He takes a seat beside Colby and leans forward on his elbows. “So, I understand Kate explained a bit of my situation; I am looking for a woman who looks like this woman in this picture. I believe she goes by the name Lucy,” he says.