Sierra Larson Novels & Stories

she said, using air quotes. Goddess, she was really dragging this story out. She had mindklinked me in the weekend and told me she had some exciting to tell me on Monday when I was back. I thought it would be about work. Sierra was dedicated, a bit too much. She didn’t even come home with me this weekend. But now I find out, it’s about my little niece Sue. Sierra continued, “Sue is like this player, like you before you met Leia. She honestly told me, she doesn’t want to settle down and is dating several guys at once to see who the best one is to lose her virginity too.”

Sierra said. Sierra is always by my side since my first year in college until my successful years. I can't just leave her all alone the fact that she's my best friend and my responsibility. "Okay! Sierra, I am. Stop calling, I'm in the middle of a shooting, I'll just finish this last schedule then I'll meet you there okay?" Carolina Benevolent De Guzman, a 23 years old Glamour Model. A Glamour Model is someone who promotes, displays or advertise commercial products like lingerie, bikini and boudoir.

~ SIERRA ~ Sierra was anxious all day long. She could barely concentrate on her intro to media and culture class. She kept looking at the clock, dreading each minute that passed. Yes, on one hand, it was exciting to think about seeing Colton later tonight. But on the other hand, Rosie’s warning was ringing in her ear.

Larson's confusion, Seth explained, "Don't you know? He broke two ribs. It was only two yesterday, but who knows what's the situation now." He continued evilly, "Who knows, he might be dead by now." Mrs. Larson couldn't say anything except smile awkwardly and remain silent. Just then, the sound of high heels echoed from the entrance. Mrs. Larson looked up and saw Sierra entering. Sierra walked in confidently, her gaze scanning the surroundings. Seeing no one in the living room, she called, "Lewis!" "Miss Woods." Sierra paused and turned her head to the left. Seth leisurely walked out of the dining room and chuckled softly. "Miss Woods, it seems like you are feeling better now."

Daisy stood beside her car, the file still clutched tightly in her hand, its weight a tangible reminder of the choice laid before her. Twenty billion dollars, a sum that could rewrite her life's narrative in a single stroke, yet its acquisition tethered to a morally tangled web. 'This is no way Seth Nathaniel would allow me to do this...unless we could use the money to pay off the investors that are threatening to leave MetaX, his late father's company.' Daisy Hunter's thoughts raced as she stepped into her black sedan SUV. "I need to talk to Allison Melody before I even make my decision." Daisy Hunter muttered to herself as she swerved the car towards her home.

Whatever they were talking about sounded important. "We should have been informed of all this earlier; then, we could have done something to stop it from happening", my mum whispered angrily. "They have put not only her life but ours on the line. I always knew this would happen." "you can't blame Luna", my dad defended. "I'm not blaming Luna; I'm blaming the gods and goddess. I'm blaming the elders, and I'm blaming her mother." I was about to walk in and ask what they were talking about when Jack spoke. "can you stop calling her Luna her name is Blair, and it has been for the past 18 years"

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“She betrayed him. By sacrificing her own life for the protection of a child who can regain the balance of things. Sierra is a seer and a witch, yes, she has powers unlike any wolf, but they are not strong like a warrior… They are useful in ways of protection on a small scale, and she has abilities to control certain aspects of others. She’s a healer, not a fighter, and she did what she thought could make a difference.”

“Who’s that?” Sierra glances back and a smile spread across her face. “Speaking of the devil.” “Nolan?” It’s him. James had shown me pictures, but they didn’t do him justice. In person, he’s the kind of dangerously rugged handsome that makes people look his way without even realizing it. “In the flesh,” she says, almost as if she can read my thoughts. Have you ever had one of those moments? I shift my gaze to Sierra. She’s fifteen years my senior, which puts her a decade ahead of Nolan. Time has treated her well, but I suspect that’s thanks to her dermatologist and cosmetic surgeon on speed dial.