Sierra Ferrell Novels & Stories

I need something cheerful. Realizing her need to talk about something else, I get her caught up on the band, the bonfire, and Julian's confession of love for me. I don't take one breath the entire time. When I finally do catch my breath, Sierra puts her hand over my chest and pushes herself up. "I'm sorry. Did you just tell me you fucking hung out with Glass Saints and you couldn't even FaceTime me for one second to let me wish hi to Brett Donovan? What kind of half-assed, twin-brother, bestie-bullshit is that?"

Ferrall remembered but look straight “Did I make any mistakes, Capo? Did I do something you don’t like?” “How is Kira Ferr?” color drained from Ferrell’s face. He was scared only from Falcone, not even death. Kira was his girlfriend and the survivor from the mission he completed in Namibia at that time. She was orphan and very sweet

Colson could not make head or tail of the situation. Another female producer chuckled sardonically. "That girl, Sierra Woods—she's at the top of the leaderboard of the international server. And she so happens to be President Alvarez's precious girlfriend. Obviously, he's doing this just to please her." A chubby man chimed in, "Well, I think that it might actually work out for us to feature Sierra in the promotional video. Since she's already got a reputation for being at the top of the leaderboard, she might be able to draw more attention than Josephine."

You know she's the best choice- “Admiring the truth? “Amber's annoying high-pitched voice questions, and I turn to her. She's walking over elegantly towards Athena and me. Not forgetting to roll her tiny waist with each step. They just announced the contest. How come she already has posters? “I hope you're not planning on contesting for Miss. Emerald High? You must be tired of losing to me. I'm not sure if you're done healing from your last failure. Don't hurt yourself further. “She says, and I glare at her. “What makes you so sure you're winning Miss. Amber? “I question, and she raises a brow at me. “Listen, this dream of yours of winning this contest will bite the dust.

Rosy said as soon as the call was connected. Rosy dropped the phone back into her bag and hailed a taxi to take her back to her hotel. In Florida, Derrick's residence. Lyla and Lily were playing a game of chess when Lyla's phone rang interrupting their game. All Lily heard was Lyla saying, hello with no expression on her face. Her next word after 3 seconds was "No" and she was silent for 10 seconds and brought the phone down from her ears. All Lily saw on Lyla's lit phone screen was "call ended" and "unknown"

“Her life?” “Listen man, you need to talk to Sienna. She may not have been blessed with riches, but it was safe. And it was normal. And at the moment, she is shit scared. Scared of who she is. Scared of who you are. Scared of getting hurt. She needs reassurance. She needs her mate. Not some dick that wants to make her feel bad to sooth his own ego. Go to her. Talk to her. Show her that you do actually care.” His words, whilst brutally honest, were at least coming from a good place.

No, I am not the bad person nor the criminal in my story—I am the victim. I'll start my story by telling you how I fell in love with this beautiful girl named Sierra McCarthy back in the year 2016. If you went to Willow High, you probably know her as the popular student who was part of the theater club. They always cast her as the major lead because of her charismatic appearance, being an outstanding performer, and being a girl who owns an angelic soothing voice.

What made me gain more fans is because of the previous AnLi YouTube account we had. We actually stopped that a long time ago. Skylar and Rilee are into acting. They love acting so they got into this audition to act. They both got it but different movies. Christina is YouTube famous as Beauty chickee. Sierra is musically famous. She has a million followers on musically. Amazing. Stephany is a model and so is Ariel. We all got professions at young ages. We all have something to do with our lives, that doesn't really affect our studies that bad.

"Find him. Now. This estate isn't that big. Find my Alpha!" Landon approached her, his brow furrowed. "Where is Sierra? Why isn't she here?" "I don't know, Landon! I'm trying to find my groom!" Landon ignored her and walked toward Felix. "Felix, a word." Felix was sweating. "Dr. Vaughn? Why are you in the family section for Ms. Hart?" "We're distant relatives," Connor cut in smoothly. "Where is Sierra?" "She’s gone dark," Felix said, his displeasure evident. "She messaged me this morning saying she ran into her adoptive parents—the Bowens—and would be late. Now her phone is dead."

She showed him a brighter and sweeter smile and continued, "I'm Sierra. S-I-E-R-R-A. It's a Spanish name that connotes strength and groundedness." Sierra had never introduced herself that seriously before. It was obvious that she was trying to make a deep impression on him. She also wanted him to notice her beauty. She might not be as perfect as Angelina Jolie, but she certainly wasn't bad-looking at all. Nevertheless, that young man, who was full of vim and vigor, didn't seem to have any interest in her at all. He replied to her in a well-mannered but distant way, "Hi there!"