Sarah J Maas Adult Series Novels & Stories

Her assistant, Emily, watched as Sarah was forced to drink glass after glass, so anxious that tears were welling up in her eyes, yet there was nothing she could do. Sarah waved her hand, signaling to Emily not to worry, but her body—which could barely stand—immediately gave her away. In no time at all, the heat in her body spread to her neck and ears, and her crimson cheeks, as radiant as a sunset, made Adrian’s breathing grow heavier for a few beats. He couldn’t help but loosen his collar with his long fingers. This drink has been spiked! The realization struck Sarah like a bolt from the blue. She couldn’t worry about the unfinished Contract right now—escaping from the watchful gaze of CEO

“You’re seriously talking nonsense now. I swear, all those romance novels and dramas are turning your brain to mush.” Mia didn’t flinch. “And you’re seriously turning into a brick wall with trust issues.” “This is reality, Mia,” Sarah snapped, sitting up again. Her eyes were sharp now, tired but defiant. “Not some fluffy fairy tale. This isn’t one of those novels you read or those movies you watch. People like Andrew Luthor don’t fall for girls like me. Not genuinely.” Mia smiled knowingly, arms crossed as she leaned against the wardrobe. “Keep on denying it, bestie.”

She wondered how a woman as brilliant as her mother had ever been tricked by a man this pathetic. "Sarah, don't be like this... help your father... please..." Sarah closed her eyes, and a single, hot tear escaped. "Nathaniel Vance, this is the last time. From this moment on, we are done. Consider our bond severed forever." She hung up and sat on the sofa, staring into the dark until the sun began to rise. The Peace Offering In the morning, Maddy woke up complaining of hunger. Sarah took her down to the hotel’s breakfast buffet, but as she moved through the line, she found herself instinctively reaching for items she hadn't thought about in a decade.

A deep baritone chuckle vibrated his chest as he replied, “That sounds about right. He has always been an over arrogant, cocky bastard. Although now I have a reason to finally kill him.” “Well, that is a problem for another day. Today lets just focus on getting a sitter and being alone. I find myself in need of the attentions of my loving husband.” “Oh Mrs. Maddox, you always have my attention.” Saraid grabbed her phone from the nightstand and dialed the number for Maddie. Maddie lived just a few rooms down from theirs, but she didn’t want to waste one moment with Liam. When Maddie’s voice came to life on the other end of the phone Saraid tapped her foot on the mattress while she impatiently

Arthur smiled at me and I just wished I could lie on him and let him stroke my hair like he did whenever we just finished having s*x while he was still alive. Mara's POV "Good morning ma'am" I greeted Keren as I shut her car door. "And since when did you start calling me "ma'am"?. I know you Mara, you lack a lot of respect, '' Keren was explaining as she was quite surprised that I actually called her ma'am. "I don't lack respect. I was just being rude towards you back then because I didn't know you much and besides you are now my boss so I am forced to respect you whether I like it or not" I argued.

Lady Maureen was evilly smiling at Sarah before she gazed at me. "Sarah, as one of the daughters of an Alpha, it's disgusting to see you with a trashy thug. Are you that desperate to have friends?" She crossed her arms over her chest as she was attempting to provoke me and Sarah to fight with her. Sarah widened her eyes, and she was about to stand up so she could fight back when I pulled her back to sit in the chair. "Oh, are you friends now? I can't believe you will let yourself be surrounded by a cheap whore like her!" Lady Maureen sarcastically added. She laughed out loud with Sarah's companions before she arched her brow at me.

“I like the sound of that.” They stood together, embracing the sunrise, until the scent of brewed coffee drifted through the air. Damon pressed one more kiss to her hair before heading to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Sarah let her gaze fall to the city once more — her city now. Her home. Her life. She was no longer a fragile waitress waiting for the world to crush her. She was Sarah Draven — fighter, mother, wife. And she had survived. The living room slowly came alive with warmth and familiarity. Lucas arrived first; he let himself in quietly, still wearing the suit from last night’s mission. His tie was loosened, and dark circles shadowed his eyes, but relief hovered around him.

“I’m not sure I can. I think something changed this weekend. No, I know something changed. Like it or not we aren’t the same people. The question is, do these new people want to be together?” “I do. I do want that.” “Even if it means you’re with a guy that gets turned on watching you with someone else? Do you want to be with that guy?” Sarah paused, taking in what I had just asked. “I…I…Joshua, you weren’t the only one enjoying tonight in case you didn’t notice. I’m not saying I want to go have sex with a bunch of strangers, but I did….it did feel good.” “So I guess we just have to see what happens.” “I guess we do.”

asked Sarah hoping to ease the tension in the room "Y-yes Miss... Normally as soon as you get up you have your bath, change your clothes, and join the master and Madam for a meal." "All right, Then I'll be in your care then!" said Sarah as she smiled gently at the maid Sarah's Pov – The maid was somewhat shocked well I can't blame her cause Rubia treated maids poorly There isn't much mentioned about Rubia in the novel but the novel does mention about her ill-treating the maids and the female lead...

Birds flitted overhead, and lizards sunned themselves on big granite rocks absorbing the heat and all that Vitamin D. Max absolutely loved it and couldn’t stop smelling every little thing as we strolled by. It was such a nice change to breathe that fresh, clean mountain air after living in the smoggy city. In fact, it was like being in a completely different world. “So…on the phone you said you wanted to talk to me about something in person?” asked Jesse. “Yeah. I just need to get something off my chest,” I said, not really sure where to start. “I