Sarah Fortune Arcane Novels & Stories

Arc replied with a hint of dry sarcasm. Sarah appeared before him, radiant in a bright yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a relaxed, messy bun. Her warm smile and sparkling eyes exuded a cheerful energy, which didn't surprise Arc one bit - he'd grown accustomed to her sunny presence. "You never miss an opportunity to highlight my single status, do you?" He rolled his eyes, "You're well past the era of trying not to be single." With a delighted clap of her hands, Sarah exclaimed, "Ah hah, someone's developed a sense of humor, I see!" Her gaze swept over Arc, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You look good today, Arc."

“Calm down. I showed you those visions for a reason. If I really were evil, why would I let you see the past?” Gabe merely snarled. Sarah let out a huff of exasperation. “What you saw was my younger sister. We are twins, born within minutes of each other. We both were born with the Earth Witch abilities but with vastly different levels of power. I am Syra, the Witch of Avalon. Sarah was born with lesser powers than I. Her thirst for power to match mine led her down a twisted path of greed and deception.” Syra took a step back, beckoning for us to follow her.

"As expected, Ariel really takes after that useless mother of hers—pathetic and dumb. They couldn't even hold on to a man. She's no threat to you." Nancy paused. "Her mother?" Sarah set the book down. "Just some dumb and hypocritical woman. She thought a little money gave her the right to play the saint. "She sponsored me just so everyone would find out about my family situation. It made herself look generous and noble, all to win people over and draw more attention from men." Did she think she was saving the world? Sarah frowned at the memory, but it passed quickly. Well, times had changed. Even Elena's daughter couldn't outshine hers.

Her hand trembled visibly as she lowered her fork, the silver clinking against the china. "And that’s not all," Damon continued, leaning forward. "The entire region is in an uproar. It seems Alpha Rune—the Conqueror himself—is turning the world upside down. He’s searching for a girl. A girl called Sara." The mention of my name in this quiet, safe room felt like a lightning strike to my soul. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, my heart drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

Her hair was mussed, cheeks streaked with tears, and her breathing was hoarse like she had been crying for some time. I took a step back, straightening. “What happened?” Sarah’s hands trembled as she gestured to the safe. “I-It was Elara,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “She came downstairs with a gun. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen. She forced me to open the safe.” I stared at her, the words not quite registering. “Alaric, she took the money. The jewelry. I—” Sarah’s voice broke off as she swiped at her cheek, shaking her head. “I don’t know where she went. She left… she left us. She left the girls.”

"I have something for you." Angel wasn't happy. He'd told her not to spend any money on him. He knew whatever small amount she was making from babysitting she was saving for when she went back to Arizona. "Sarah, babe, I told you—" "Shush, I wanted too." She held out a small box with a silver ribbon around it. Angel grinned sideways and took the box. She grabbed his hand and pulled him back toward the bed. They sat down, and he began to open it. Sarah shifted next to him. Her excitement amused him.

she assures me, digging her nails into Sydney’s arm. “The Arcane Umbra warriors have been told to gather at the edge of the city. I will deal with them once Misty and Aviva are settled and tended to.” My eyes flick to Sydney, whose murderous expression is cracking with confusion. “They were cursed,” I assert, holding his gaze. “They didn’t know what they were doing. They don’t understand what’s happening now.” I look at the couple, scanning their bodies. “Are you all right?” Sarah gives me a smile, but her eyes water with disbelief. “We’re fine.”

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.

He still goes by the book but he owes me a big favor. "I just need a witch to figure something out." Sarah's arms are now crossed. The thing about Sarah is that she is very protective of her clients and friends but make one wrong move and she'll find a way to ruin you without any help or magic. Her specialty is scary for a human. She can be a professional assassin or spy. "Like?" She sounded annoyed. She didn't like secrets. Ever since Zack kept a secret about being married once before, Sarah swore if she ever heard a lie coming out of his mouth will be the last.

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d