Sarah Sanderson Hocus Pocus 2 Novels & Stories

That wasn't her wish but then it wasn't like the universe was always going to be king to her, no? "Hello, I’m Sandra, as you may have known from my charming grandma,” Sandra greeted as her nana extended Sandra’s hands to meet that of the man in the room. It took everything in Sandra not to pull away, but when their hands made contact Sandra felt like the room temperature was turned up to something. Suddenly she was feeling hot and there were sparks all over her body, it was something she hadn’t experienced, but right now, she had a feeling that the smiling bastard before she knew what was wrong with her.

That she has holy blood that was mentioned by that alchemist. thump! A monster crashed into her shoulder. She was thrown to the dirt. “F*CK! B*tch! How dare she! It's all because of that b*tch! Because of her, Hayden became a fool! Because of that witch, I almost lost my position!” Sarah pressed the flesh inside her mouth with her tongue and narrowed her brows deeply. Then an eerie smile passed on her face. She held a small bottle inside her pants pocket. “If I turn her into a monster with this, then Hayden will throw her out again. Heh… hehehehehe! HA HAHAHAHA HAHA!”

Since she is the most complicated puzzle they have yet to solve, keeping her closely bound to them. Jessica's trembling hands approach Sarah with much reluctance while the others squat behind her, ready for a ghostly revelation of her demonic face– the movie Annabelle replaying at the junction of their mind. A feather touch flips her off, sending Sarah into a frenzy. She jolts back with stormy breath. Her hands slam against the floor, pushing to anchor. “NO NO NO!!!” she whimpers. “SARAH!!!” a loud call by a familiar voice bogs down her panic immediately.

Crystal River Pack Hadrian rubbed his forehead in utter frustration. In fifteen minutes, they were supposed to be at the park for trunks and treats. Marie sat on the couch in her elaborate witch costume. She, Dee and Taylor were the Sanders sisters from Hocus Pocus. Electra and Hadrian were going as Hercules and Meg.

They had to plan whatever they wanted to there and then. "That's..." Trisha started but didn't know what to say so she swallowed in the other words. Derek was beginning to walk towards her. He was being controlled by the ghoul in him which paid allegiance to Sarah. Or more precisely, the sister of the Moon Goddess that had occupied her body. "Do you know any spells we can use to set her ablaze?" Harold asked hurriedly. Although Sarah was walking slowly and elegantly, she was close to them already and if she paid attention, she would notice Harold's wagging lips and perhaps hear what they were planning.

was close. "She’s behind the secondary coolant tank," I whispered, my voice echoing slightly in the dark corridor. Silas didn't answer with words. The gold in his eyes flared, and I felt the raw, predatory heat of his Alpha power surge through the bond. He moved in front of me, shielding my body with his own as we rounded the corner. There, huddled against a heavy steel pipe, was Sarah. She wasn't the composed assistant I remembered; her hair was a mess, and her skin was glowing with that sickly, pea-green light of the fakes. She was holding a high-frequency transmitter, her thumb hovering over a upload button.

In no time at all, he was convulsing on the ground. Spencer pointed at Sandra furiously. “I believed you…” Andy said, “Were you aware that she can use poison, Grand-uncle?” The terminally ill Sandra seemed to have gone through a complete transformation. Her zombie-like face was slowly recovering and color was gradually returning to her face. She stood up from the recliner in an imposing and majestic manner. Andy motioned to Roxie with her eyes. “Attack.” They both leaped into the air. In the living room.

The sight that greeted me was unexpected. Sandra and Rhoda were sitting on the floor, quietly with no words coming from them. They seemed to be getting along, and I could tell that Sandra felt comfortable with Rhoda which is why she opened up to her. "How did Rocco know that the baby is here?" Rhoda asked. "Sarah the witch saw it and she has confirmed that the little girl is going to be more powerful so we need to take her and get rid of her after using her blood. I continued to monitor their conversations, listening carefully for any clues or information that could help us in our mission. And with each passing moment, I became more convinced that we were on the right track.

How could they stand by and do nothing when they had the ability to try? "I will do it." A familiar voice said from behind me. I spun around to see the beautiful woman I had recently met. She looked at me, smiled, and then walked over to Sandra's motionless body. "Don't, Clara," the witches said in unison. "Once the warmth leaves her body, I won’t be able to help her. I can’t let her die under my watch," she said and knelt beside Sandra. She gently placed her hand on Sandra’s neck, almost touching it, and a blue glow emitted from her hand onto Sandra’s neck. After about three minutes, she brought her other hand to Sandra’s forehead.

" Get rid of Sandra. Kill her. Tonight." 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘 Hmm!! What happened next?? Unlock the next episode with 3k likes to find out!