Sarah Marie Johnson Novels & Stories

Henderson was apparently a sixty-year-old widow who rented out her garage apartment to help pay property taxes. "That sounds perfect." "I'll give her a call, let her know you might be interested." Maria poured herself a cup of coffee and settled onto the stool beside me. "You got a name you want to go by?" A name I wanted to go by. Not the name I was born with, not the name I'd taken in marriage, but something I chose for myself. "Sarah," I said. "Sarah Johnson." "Well, Sarah Johnson, welcome to Durango. You picked a good place to start over."

She get ready and go out in living room ,see her mother and sister . She is Sarah ,she is headstrong girl who love to help other in the hour of need.She never think twice before helping other .Sarah like to wear western clothes ,she is straightforward and never bend down in front of injustice .She always ready to help other ,this is the reason she always want to become a doctor .She is studying medicine on scholarship and in few year she will be doctor .Her family includes her mother and younger sister Haya .Her father leave her mother when Haya was born ,he married again for son .Her mother is a school teacher and they have face many financial difficulties in their daily life but they are

“I know I hurt you John. I hurt all of you. I was scared and broken and I made the wrong choice. I thought disappearing was the only way to keep Mia safe from Kane. I was wrong. I see that now. I am here to make it right if you will let me. Even a little bit.” I stayed close to John, my hand on his arm. I felt threatened by her presence, by the history she shared with him, but I stayed strong for my family. “We have a daughter now Sarah. Hope. She is our future. We have built something beautiful from the ashes of everything that happened. If you are really here to make things right, then prove it. No more lies. No more secrets.” Sarah nodded slowly. “I understand. I have one final secret. On

The necklace, which Sarah had once thought was simple but elegant when she bought it, now made her feel moved again. Sarah couldn't hold back her emotions. Tears fell between her smiles. Two journalists from an online tabloid, invited by Troy, were busy taking pictures and interviewing some guests. Troy also explained his engagement to Sarah. "I'm very happy today. The woman who has been in my heart for so long will finally be mine. Sarah Joy Johnson, a woman who always appears simple even though she's a CEO. Sarah is also the gentlest and most beautiful woman I know. I love you, Sarah."

When Mary was going to part her ways with Sarah to go toward her car, Jonah stopped Mary and brought her here saying she is invited too and her presence is a must. They were driven to the biggest fashion house in New York and were guided straight away into a room where they met four different women who smiled at Sarah as Sarah was their main target. Sarah was never the one to worry about make-up and all. She hardly goes to a parlour. She goes to the spa, that too after a lot of blackmailing from Mary. She was a natural beauty who had flawless beauty without even putting any effort from her side. Sarah just gave them a nervous smile in return. "Miss Sarah, Miss Mary, this is Edna," Jonah said

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

"You signed those papers like a coward! You should have fought!" "Fight with what?" Silas shouted back, his voice cracked. "She has Mavric Thorne! She has the law! She has the truth!" "We are lucky we aren't in a jail cell right now." Sarah sat on the floor, her expensive makeup ruined by tears. "My career is over," Sarah sobbed. "No one will hire me. No one will even talk to me." "Every time I go online, I see her face. She’s the 'Queen of Azure' now."

Sara Medina. Thirty years old,Born in Phoenix, Former social worker, Maricopa County, resigned eighteen months ago following a case that ended badly a child she couldn't save, documented, real enough to carry weight in any background check. Recently divorced No children, One sister in San Diego she doesn't speak to. An apartment in Brooklyn she's behind on rent for. A woman assembled from gaps.

I got my phone back and I finally search Julia's name on F******k. Julia Cordova tagged you on a post I clicked the icon above out of curiosity. But wrong moved it just made me regret. “Hi Mary, I was the one who took those photos. Remember the day when I saved you from that beggar? Well I'm sorry I didn't really call the police because I'm more than scared! But yeah I posted it to help the police.

Thomas Grant was at the wheel, a smirk twisting his lips under oversized sunglasses. I scrambled to my feet, wiping away the kiss with the back of my hand. I wished the blush would fade, but I knew I was beet red. Robbie gave a wooden smile, raising his hand in a welcoming gesture. "Hello, Thomas." Robbie's voice was monotone. "Robbie! I hear you're entered in the Champion of Champions race? Good luck. Sarah here's won it three years running. We're looking to make it four." Grant sneered and motioned to a stunning young woman handling the ropes of The Gauntlet's gray sails. She was model perfect with dark hair, olive skin, and intense brown eyes. I recognized her immediately as Sarah Parish,