Sarah Pezzini

WARNING!!! MATURE CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. " If you think you can pin someone else’s child on me ..." Drake smirked as he turns towards Sarah who was beginning to shed tears " I didn't do this on my own Drake,I came here for the money." tears flowed down her eyes , there was no way Drake was accepting her child after the incident with his best friend last night and now he wouldn’t let her explain. " I will wire the rest of your balance to your account in the morning, I am sorry Sarah you have to pack your things and leave now ." " At least hear me out ." Sarah managed to stand up in tears . " This baby ...." “ this contract is over” He cut her off before she could finish Drake walked out of the room before she said anything more. Except it wasn't that easy Drake Holt wasn't just anybody,he was wealthy and a well-known billionaire.Not interested in marriage except the normal hookups he is determined to win back his ex who is almost married. Sarah Rosewood is determined to put her feelings aside so she doesn't get heartbroken again by this same man Drake Holt, who happened to be her ex too , but it's not so easy as it sounds . Every seconds playing as his pretend wife draws her closer to the billionaire

Sarah Yaroslav is a Prima ballerina of the most prestigious company in the world, Bolshoi. Her life since she was four was about dancing and building her career. Her best friend Lina invites her to her birthday. And for the first time, Sarah will sneak a peek at her friend's mysterious life. But before the night of The Sanguis Lunae, a beast attacks her and whispers one word that changes her life forever. “Mine.” Cassius, the supreme alpha king, was restless and on edge because of the blood moon. His Lycan was relentless and fighting him over control. He wanted out to play. He has been watching the human girl closely and his obsession with her grew. And one night he declared her his. Sarah and Cassius will struggle with their feelings and attraction. It will be a war between mind and heart. But among this chaos, they will face a big threat. Evil lurked in the shadows and was hell-bent on revenge. What will they do? Are they going to surrender to the moon's madness? Or will they fight the bond forming between them? And what is this entity and why is it trying to kill them all?

After forgiving Lucas for the tenth time, I stopped paying attention to his smell and whereabouts every day. The Pack Council had unanimously voted for me as the Chief Healer. However, Lucas used his Alpha authority to secretly give the position to his first love Sarah, a rogue wolf who had just returned to the pack. He noticed my silence but felt no guilt. Before leaving to answer Sarah’s mind link plea again, he held me. "Elena, this job is Sarah's only lifeline to stay in the pack. She’s been a rogue for too long. She needs an official rank for protection." "You’re different. Your healing gift is a blessing from the Moon Goddess. You shine anywhere." "She only gets a title. You have my complete love. Isn’t that enough? Don't be mad." My wolf, usually scratching to get out due to his neglect, was unusually quiet. "Okay." I didn't plan on keeping him or the job anyway.

"I've got a proposal for you," he responds. "What proposal?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. He gazes at me silently, as if weighing his words. Then, with confidence, he closes the distance between us and says, "Marry me." Sarah was faced with the opportunity of finally saving her mother's life from the shackles of death, but it came at the cost of marrying a man she was not in love with. She had to believe that John had good intentions. But as she spent time with John, she found out that he was a ruthless and arrogant man, a sadist as well. But Sarah could not go back from her decision. It was too late.

Mon compagnon, ainsi que mon frère, m'ont détestée pendant douze ans. Ils croyaient toujours que j'avais volé les recherches sur les herbes médicinales de leur précieuse Sarah, et que je l'avais harcelée pendant douze ans pour la réduire au silence. Lors de ma cérémonie de marquage, ils ont dévoilé mes « crimes » au monde entier. « C'est une brute qui maltraite les membres de sa meute, et une voleuse, qui a volé les formules d'herbes de Sarah ! » Mais Sarah a souri à travers ses larmes : « La formule n'a plus d'importance. » « Du moment qu'elles peuvent sauver notre meute du poison d'argent, peu importe qui les a créées. » « Je lui ai déjà pardonné. » Elle est devenue l'ange miséricordieux de la meute. J'ai été condamnée par tous, jusqu'au jour où le loup-garou que j'avais sauvé grâce à mes remèdes a versé de l'eau argentée sur ma tête. Et dans mon désespoir, j'ai entraîné Sarah dans la mort avec moi. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'étais de retour en deuxième année de lycée. Sarah tenait une petite lame en argent et se tailladait le bras tout en me demandant avec un sourire : « T'as réfléchi à comment t'allais t'excuser ? » Quelque chose en moi a soudain craqué. Ma puissance d'Alpha a jailli, la forçant à se mettre à genoux. J'ai arraché la lame : « Laisse-moi te montrer ce qu'est une vraie coupure. »

At 16 years old, I travel with my sister, Sarah Barnes, to the remote mountains of Nectar Valley to participate in a program. While herding cattle in the mountains, I fall asleep. In my drowsy state, I hear strange panting and gasps. Thick fog has somehow risen throughout the forest by the time I wake up. Suddenly, Sarah's anxious voice calls out from within the fog. I'm about to respond when someone suddenly covers my mouth with their hand. A voice whispers in my ear, "Don't answer. That's not your sister. It's the Temptress!"

Cerita ini, bercerita tentang seorang pasangan suami istri yang menikah atas dasar perjodohan kedua orang tua. Lima tahun menikah mereka belum di karuniai seorang anak. Salma gadis cantik, berpendidikan idaman para pria. Akan tetapi di mata Arman dia bukan wanita idamannya. Arman mencintai Sarah kekasih hatinya, tapi sayangnya terhalang restu orang tua. Kehadiran Sarah, Mantan Arman membuat kekacauan di rumah tangga mereka! Akankah Salma bertahan? Bagaimana kisah rumah tangga mereka setelah hadir orang ke-tiga?

My husband, Mark Thompson, and I went hiking. After eating some wild berries I picked, he was poisoned and died. When I got home, a woman named Sarah Miller and her son, Tommy Miller, showed up at my door. It turned out Mark had given them our house and car. On top of that, he owed them a huge amount of money. I ended up giving them all the savings I had. To care for my sick mother-in-law, Judith Thompson, I worked three jobs. I was surviving on basic meals like bread and butter. After years of exhausting work, I collapsed in the hospital. Judith told the doctors to stop my treatment. Just as I was about to die, Mark walked into the ward with Sarah and Tommy in his arms. He tossed five dollars at me. “Thanks for taking care of my mom all these years.” That was when I realized Mark had faked his death just to be with Sarah and their love child. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day we went hiking together.

Awalnya Sarah mengira semua akan baik-baik saja, dengan keputusan mengikhlaskan suaminya untuk menitipkan benih di rahim perempuan lain. Demi menyelamatkan Ayahnya dan keluarganya dari kemiskinan, Clara pun terpaksa menyetujui untuk menikah dengan Dimas. Tidak ada cinta diantara Clara dan Dimas, hingga suatu ketika, perasaan itu perlahan muncul, dan menimbulkan konflik baru. Lantas, bagaimana perjanjian antara Sarah dan Clara? Dimana Clara berjanji akan meninggalkan Dimas dan buah hatinya bersama mereka. Ayo! Baca novelnya.

Before our wedding, my fiancée, Sarah Hargrave—a professor of medieval history—held a private ceremony in a secluded chapel in the countryside. But not with me. Under the glow of candlelight, she cradled Benjamin Wheeler—her first love, his face gaunt from the cancer consuming him—in her arms. Her smile was soft, almost reverent, as she murmured, "In the eyes of God, vows made before the altar are the only ones that matter. Even if the law says I belong to Daniel, my soul was never his." And so, to the faint echo of hymns and the scent of old incense, they drank from the same silver cup, exchanged rings, and stepped together into the dimly lit sacristy—their makeshift bridal chamber. I watched. Silent. Motionless. No outbursts, no demands for explanation. Just the quiet dialing of a clinic to undo the vasectomy I'd gotten for our future. From fifteen to thirty, I had loved Sarah for fifteen long years. But in all that time, there'd never been room for me. That space had always belonged to Benjamin, my stepbrother. So I let her go. Afterward, I joined a geological research team bound for the isolation of Antarctica—a land cut off from the world, quiet and clean. Before I left, I handed Sarah a divorce agreement…and a final gift to mark the end. I never anticipated that Sarah, who'd always met my devotion with frosty detachment, who'd never once glanced back as I walked away, would look ten years older overnight.