Savannah Reed Lps Novels & Stories

“Get off me, are you trying to get me hard?” Before she could respond, someone cleared their throat. We both turned. Savannah stood there, pale and trembling, holding four test strips in her shaking hands. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sav?” Elizabeth’s voice softened. She scrambled off me. “What's wrong?” I straightened, heart thudding. I assumed the worst—that the tests were negative again. I was already preparing some half-assed pep talk when she spoke. Her voice broke on the words. “It’s positive.” She looked between us, tears spilling freely now. “They’re all positive, Reese.”

Savannah appears with a wide smile on her face and I feel my stomach turn to butterflies. “Rosalie.” She says giving me a hug. “Hi.” I say half hugging her back and feeling awkward. “Let’s get coffees.” Layla says as she sits. “Let’s get something stronger.” Savannah replies shooing my guards away and I’m shocked when they take notice and actually step back, giving me breathing space. “I want to celebrate my sons finally finding their mate.” She adds. Savannah orders champagne, a massive bottle of it and I take a grateful sip hoping it might steady my nerves. It feels awkward at first. Layla and Savannah make polite small talk and then thankfully the alcohol starts to kick in and my nerves s

She knelt beside me, yellow skirts brushing the grime and dirt “I bribed every damn guard with coins, jewelry and my favorite scarf.” I interrupted her immediately. “That was the only thing you have of your parents.” I said. Mira was too good for her own good, she shouldn't have done that. “But you are the only person I have now.” I didn't even know I was crying till hot tears touched my cheeks. “Don't cry Lyra, you'll make me cry the bastards would not let me bring food—but I smuggled this.” She pullsx out a tiny glass vial, and for a second, I swear it shines like moonlight.

“I think it’s time Savannah learned that I don’t break as easily anymore.” He gave a small nod but didn’t follow me, letting me take the lead while staying close enough that I could feel his reassuring presence. That was Lucas: protective, loyal, but never overbearing. I made my way through the tables, and as soon as I stepped into her line of sight, Savannah’s green eyes locked onto mine. Her lips curved into a predatory smirk, one that had always made my stomach tighten. “Well, well, look who decided to join us,” she said loudly, her voice carrying just enough for a few surrounding tables to catch it. “Avery Quinn. Our little… star of last week’s spectacle.”

Savannah laughed loudly… "Daniel Black, Neha Wade, Lucas Walker…. I, Savannah George, will destroy you even if I need to die for that.

I'm sitting in front of the bitch of the group, in between Savannah and the American Psycho wannabe, "So, how's the job? You guys like it?" "It's great," Savannah responds right away, crossing her legs and making her tight skirt roll up her thighs a little. I don't hide how I'm looking and she doesn’t seem to mind, "I can show you the ropes... by the way, you know we recently worked on a campaign with Olivia Dalton, right? That's what we do, mostly. We research the hottest people and recruit them for our ads. Then we get to be around them, it’s really fun." "Olivia was clearly into me the whole time," Tyler adds from the other side, making Savannah roll her eyes and shake her head at me, "So

Savanah says as she gently touches my shoulder, but more like trying to force me to sit down next to Lucas. "No," I hear Lucas say as he refuses to listen to her. "I agree with Lucas. I say, no!" "We off to a good start; you already agreeing to something," Savanah says as she seems quite pleased with herself I can see amusement building in Lucas's eyes; he knows just as much as I do that this is going to be very interesting and fun. Not that I am saying our problems are fun. "So," Savanah begins. "Where do you start, Lexi?"

“Not a turn back now “ Savannah declared. They enjoyed some time in the arcade and then went to the Ramolas. Just as Savannah promised, both had an easy entry into the club. The music was blaring with Dirty Diana in the background. She brushed out the wrinkles of her black skirt and adjusted her top; Juliet was feeling a little out of place with the trendy clothes the women were wearing. The club was full with sweaty bodies dancing and the smell of alcohol in full swing. “Hello” a decently dressed man greeted Savannah and gave a hand shake to Juliet. “I am Lawrence and I work as a manager in this club. Glad to meet you. Savannah spoke so much about you that I think I already know you. By the

Observing the same, Evan excused himself, walking Lexi to one corner of the conference room. As for Alexander’s party, they sat back at the table and invited Madison. They exchange words, chatting about Madison’s daughter and Alexander’s next games. Out of nowhere, Madison suggested, “I think I remember you. You are a tennis player, right?” Politely, Savannah answered, “Yes, I am.” “I think I saw one of Alex’s posts. You were in Ireland together? You both milked cows together?” Madison asked. “Uh, yes.” Savannah smiled brightly and explained, “My father owns a cow milking farm.”

“Maybe someone stole her.” *** An hour later, Savannah and Rhett sat before a flickering monitor deep in the library’s hidden lab. Outside, twilight drowned the courtyard in violet silence. Rhett loaded the encrypted drive—slowly. Each file was locked with Weston’s proprietary key. The screen glowed with a corrupted video feed: old. The video opened on a sterile surgery room. Savannah appeared in a gown, latex facemasks, UV lights slicing across exposed skin. Her voice, muffled, echoed as she exhaled.