Total Drama Sanders Novels & Stories

Natasha yanked herself away from Tulani and turned to look at the intruder. It was Luyando, looking as gruesomely angry as ever. Did she ever smile? Natasha wondered. “Hey sis,” Tulani greeted her. “I thought you had a meeting in town this morning?” he walked back to his seat behind his desk and sat down. “The director’s wife suffered a heart attack and his secretary called me to cancel right as I was driving out of here. Do the two of you know each other?” She was looking from Natasha to Tulani. “Ah, I heard the two of you met,” he said. “But let me make the official introductions,” he got up. “This beautiful lady standing here is Natasha Thompson, our new lead News Anchor. Natasha, this is

The angles were different, higher, like they were taken from the corners of the ceiling. In every frame, the Sauders family looked perfect. Lady Maren in elegant dresses. Sandra in soft skirts. Lord Sauders in spotless formal wear. And yet— In every scene, they were talking about me. “Once we get her out,” Sandra said in one clip, lounging on a sofa with a cup of tea, “I’ll drag her back and make her pay for each year I was gone. Eighteen years of playtime.” Lady Maren replied smoothly, “Do as you wish. She lived off us long enough. A little pain is a fair price.”

Sandra kept talking anyway. “I tried to kill Thorne too. Yes. I did. Because he kept asking questions. Because he wouldn’t shut up about evidence. Because he looked at me like he knew. And Darius—” she spat toward him “—couldn’t even finish that job. Couldn’t even leave a body. Useless. All of you. Useless.” Voss leaned forward. “So you admit it. All of it.” Sandra looked around the table. Saw the faces. I saw the disgust. Saw the certainty hardening in every eye.

he warned in a calm but harsh tone then hung up. Sandra just chuckled at her father's threat, while Dominic looked alarmed and already panicking. They kept the information regarding Dominic because he requested not to disclose it in public for he was just starting his career as an actor then, and he didn't want to be in stardom just because he was connected to the Mendez. However, not to be involve with the them was impossible, because he was already a close friend of Sandra even before her father met his mother. They just got more closer after that and people misunderstood it and gave them a dating rumor.

Dk snapped pressing the gun right at the head of Chandra. "If you didn't kill him, leave it to me. I will finish him. How dare he to mess with my life?" Sandy screamed at his father who looked on with his pained expression. "Oh come on old types villain. Don't play that trick, to hurt anyone if I didn't obey you. I am one selfish person. I will save myself first" Sandy words were so clear that Dk pushed Chandra and gave a tight punch to his abdomen. "Sandy" Annie screamed when she saw her newly wedded husband lying there coughing blood.

Sander said with his baritone laced with desperation. I felt so disgusted when Sander asked Drayce to pick as many as he wants, he couldn't wait to show his foolishness. Sander is a bastard that doesn't treat women right, dishing the girls out like some food in exchange for power. How I was able to live with him for so many years still baffled me. "That will be after the deal is finalize, for now I would like to rest" Drayce finally said. I breathed an air of relief, why did I felt like I was on a thin of ice.

But Sasha knew he was probably not good enough for her. "Alexander." Sandra called , desperation evident in her voice. But, Sasha shook his head looking away. "Erm, maybe we should talk? About what's going on?" Elliott said, awkwardness taking over his face. "No." Sandra said before Sasha could say anything.She is confused, she wants to be with Sasha but everything about Sasha screamed trouble, he was a player, they are all players except for Cindy and Elliott. Sandra didn't want to get hurt if she try to have something serious with Sasha, get her hopes up to then be let down and make things awkward for everyone. Or much worse, she didn't want to hurt Sasha.

“Did you mean Lyon Sander, the Sander Group CEO?” “Yes, so can someone call him already? Why is he not even here at this moment?” “If you are asking about him, then I don't think he can be here. He is not available at the moment.” One of the doctors said. “What did you mean?” I asked, and the doctors looked at each other. “I'm sorry to break this to you, but Mr. Sander got in a car accident, and he is in a coma, so he can't–” the doctor said, but I didn't hear the last part of his words as I felt my breathing cease, and I struggled to breathe.

It was just the beginning and Sandy knew she needed to act fast before her niece destroys her life. As she entered her chauffeured car, her phone rang. It was from someone who she had owed a lot of money. Someone that was from a mafia group called Dominix. She sighed in frustration and answered the call, “Greg, what do you want? I’m busy” A sinister laugh was heard from the end. Sandy knew she should not provoke the man, but she was not in the mood of playing nice. “Sandy Jones. Is this how you speak to the man that could solve all your problems?”