Sarah Reads Novels & Stories

This time, it was a text message from an unknown number. "Meet me outside," the message read. "We need to talk." Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she read the message. Who was sending her these messages? And what did they want? To be continued…

Morana Ambrose. I had just sat down to read a book until lunch when I heard a knock at the door. I was really letting myself get distracted today. "Come in," I said. "Hey," Sarah called as she opened the door. "Hey Sarah, what are you doing here?" I asked her, happy to see her after so many days. She is one of my close friends here in the pack, but after her marriage, we couldn’t meet, but we talk a lot on the phone though.

Natasha The final bell rings and kids squeal as they push the front doors open and race to the freedom that summer break brings. “Bye, Ms. Knight. What are you doing this summer?” Sarah, one of my avid readers asks as she walks slowly toward the door. “I’ll be reading.What else?” I tell her. “And actually, if you're interested, the library has summer reading group Wednsdays at noon. So come see me.” I have a feeling she doesn't have the greatest home life, or social life for that matter. I wonder if she has many friends.

Sharon said. "Good, cause there's trouble, a big one." Devina said. Sarah enters into the library with a bunch of books in her hands and sat beside Aiden who was sketching out a Map on a building. "So tell me Aiden Robert you hate chemistry classes right?" Sarah asked. "Not really, why are you here Sarah?" Aiden asked. "Same question am about to ask you." She said. "Well trying to sketch out all in and out in the woods." Aiden said.

He asked himself with a mysterious look on his face and walked away from there. ~~~~ "Oh, god! I am so tired!" Sarah exclaimed as she closed the file she was working on and stretched her muscles to get rid of the soreness. She has been working non-stop from the time she has entered the office. Meetings after meetings have consumed all her energy. She didn't even get the energy to have her lunch. It was almost four in the afternoon and she still had a lot to do. But she planned to take a small break now. Suddenly, her eyes fell on her phone on the table and suddenly a thought came in her mind and without thinking much, she picked up the phone and dialled Elijah's number.

Still, it was running, so I guess that was better than nothing. As we pulled out of the parking lot, Sarah let out an exaggerated squeal, gripping the steering wheel like she was on a rollercoaster. “This is better than any romance book I’ve ever read,” she said, vibrating in her seat. “Like, what the fuck? Two ridiculously handsome men fighting over you? This is the kind of drama I live for.” I rolled my eyes, slumping in my seat. “They’re not fighting over me, Sarah.” She shot me a look, her eyebrows raised quite high. “Keep telling yourself that.”