Gravity Sara Cate Novels & Stories

“Danielle. How are you? Anything I can help you with.” “Mom told me you were making my shift injections. I’m just coming by to collect.” “Ah,” Sara said, closing the lip on a glass jar. She walked around the table looking as ethereal and graceful as one of Tolkien’s elves. Her light blonde hair, slim, pale frame, and loose, flowing dresses only accented the regal air she carried. In her late thirties, Sara could pass as an early twenty-something without too much trouble. Her brow furrowed lower as she frowned. “I’m afraid they’re not all finished.”

Tell me it's a prank, " She demands, leaning forward. I shake my head. I am sure she will trust me, no matter what. "I'm off, Sara. We'll talk in the morning. I don't wanna hide under my blanket." She pushes herself up and grabs the glass of wine. She walks around the table. She looks a little tipsy but she walks without stumbling. I nod, "Good night, Lisa." I smile, I didn't mean to scare her. "Yes, night!" She hugs me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.

"This will be your first project in Paris; there's a big charity event, and I think you're the perfect fit for it." Catherine examined the text on the event details. Her heart began to beat slowly, feeling uneasy about the brand. "Gistara, Inc?" Catherine muttered. "What's up?" Dhira asked. Catherine shook her head, and a minute later, her smile broadened. "I'll take the offer." "GREAT!" Liam cheered. "I'll contact Svarga now." "SVARGA?!" Catherine exclaimed spontaneously upon hearing the name, turning sharply to Dhira, her secretary. "Dhira, you didn't tell me that—"

They have lived their lives fighting and trying to survive against this hunting of humanity. ‘’We have to do something. We cannot just observe here from the atmosphere’’, whispered Sarah Sarah has a well-shaped figure and a height shorter than a banana plant. She has hair as black as coal. Her eyes are like the color of ocean waves you see during summer. She has a rough voice that seems to be angry when speaking. She stylishly wears her old spacesuit.

The week passed quickly. Sara went outside the academy ground donned in her usual reddish gym suit. She had left eight hundred Credits to Ivor and used again the Sulfur domain to make sure that she had increased her power as much as possible. She had only one thousand and six hundred Credits and twenty merit points left, she was in need of the rewards of the mission. However, her headache had vastly diminished in intensity which left her pleasantly surprised. 'I should really pay more attention to the faculties of the academy.'

It was Sara, dressed in a simple and affordable dress, who effortlessly drew his attention with her radiant charm and elegance. Gracie and Ryan approached Sara, their smiles radiating warmth and joy. Meanwhile, Yohan and Kevin couldn't help but be captivated by her presence, their gazes locked on her, momentarily forgetting everything else around them. "Sara, enjoy yourself. I will check on my little baby,” Gracie said and left. Sara's eyes brightened when she noticed Kevin staring at her. With a beautiful smile on her lips, she greeted him warmly.

Bohdan saw Cara fall to the floor in a heap, and then saw the woman standing behind her holding the fence post digger she used to hit her. The woman was slight of build, olive colored skin with dark eyes and long brown hair. Her name was Sara. She was panting and almost shaking but the look in her eye was that of a cornered animal. She was pissed. “You let my girls go,” Sara said. She locked eyes with Bohdan and readied herself to strike out at him.

"Sara's body might read it as poison. Might fight it with everything it has. And I'll be the one who put it there." "She's not Elena." "I know she's not Elena." "I mean she's stronger than you're giving her credit for." Dmitri crossed his arms. "That woman held a gun on a Wendigo in an enclosed room and didn't shake. She's made of something serious, Roman." "Strong doesn't matter if the biology isn't there." Dmitri had no answer for that. The door opened. Sara came out first. She looked at Roman's face and then at the groove he'd nearly worn in the floor and something moved through her expression that was almost amusement.

Sara “Kingsley… fuck me,” Sara moaned desperately as she straddled him, her voice dripping with raw hunger. “I want to feel all of you. Right now.” She felt zero guilt. Only burning, delicious revenge. Every moan, every thrust was a deliberate slap to Tom’s face for what he had done to her. She wanted to erase him completely ... to replace every painful memory with pure, overwhelming pleasure. Sara reached down, wrapped her fingers around Kingsley’s thick, hard cock, and guided it to her soaked entrance.

With that, Sarah quietly slipped away from the celebration, her mind already plotting her next move. While Adrian and Grace reveled in their newfound peace, a storm was brewing—one they never saw coming, from someone they never suspected. Sarah was determined to remind Adrian of their shared history and make him question whether his future truly lay with Grace. Sarah's obsession with Adrian grew stronger with each passing day, and she began plotting ways to insert herself more deeply into his life. She believed that if she could spend enough time with him, he might realize that they were meant to be together all along. To achieve this, she strategically applied for a position at Giga Tech, k