Sierra Ferrell Novels & Stories

Under The Cowboy’s Sky Intro; Fame gave her everything except freedom. Sierra Lane, America’s sweetheart with the golden voice, is drowning in the noise of New York City. The lights, the contracts, the constant demands of her label have left her empty. Longing for silence, she flees to her father’s ranch, hoping the wide-open skies will heal what the stage has broken. What she doesn’t expect is meeting Cole Jackson.

"I want nothing to do with him." ​Sierra laughed - a high, grating sound that was purely for show. "That's cute. Because I know the truth. You're a leech. And Kael? He’s arrogant, but he’s fiercely loyal to himself. And you," she leaned in, her voice dropping to a vicious whisper, "are not his own. You're a charity case. And everyone knows it now."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Freya's face fell. “My lips are sealed” She stepped away from him first. “You're the last person I'd want to keep secrets with”. She got into character again. “Now, if you'll excuse me–” She flicked her hair. “I'm going to my friends,” she said, her voice affected with condescension. She strutted off toward a group nearby. “Man,” Erwin watched her go. “She’s like how old again?” “She turns 13 soon. Teen angst” Nadia whispered.

I replied. She was too sweet to reject. And anyway, it's not like she's the only pack member Leo has slept with and I don't a line of girls waiting to apologise. There were probably countless girls at this very party. "Thank you, Luna," she said a wide smile sweeping across her face. "Please call me Ella," I answered and the smile only grew. "Unfortunately not everyone is forgiving as you, Ella," she said, "Blair is still furious with me." "Who's older?" I asked.

Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

She has to make sure that Ace is captivated by her and even more than that, she has to make sure that he gets her pregnant — naturally, not with the help of drugs or any other shady tricks. “Okay, hubby,” Sierra sang in a tone that was both sugary and sly, her eyes looking meaningfully at Ace. “So, what do you think we're going to do now?” ***** Sierra tossed her body into the swimming pool that was in the backyard of the luxurious mansion owned by Ace. Leaping gracefully, she dives into the water, creating a splash that makes the surface of the pool rumble. Wearing nothing but a super sexy bikini that only covered her breasts and pussy part, her curvy back and plump ass were vividly visible

She laughed and started dancing again. Mireya grabbed my phone and she signaled me to dance as she played 'Stereo Hearts'. How did she even know my favorite song? I looked at her acknowledging a smile throwing a wink at her. I sang and rapped the lines making them laugh. I imitated my voice so that they won't know my original voice of mine is singing. It was something precious for me and Adam knows it. I don't sing to anyone unless it is my family.

“How dare you do that to me? Do you have any idea how much I love you? You are my sister, my only sister! Do you want to leave me all alone in this world? Answer me!” She stood in front of me, trembling, her face flushed from emotion. Her voice cracked under the weight of her own heartache, and I could see the sheer devastation in her eyes. “I’m waiting for an honest answer because I’m just… tired, Serah,” she continued, tears streaming freely down her cheeks now. “I’m tired of pretending to be the strong one when inside I’m falling apart. I’ve held you up for so long, and today’s incident, what you did, it crushed me. I don’t know what to do with you anymore…”

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!