Sara Pezzini Novels & Stories

Fucking great. I take a nice warm shower and decide to do a little work. I take out my laptop and my curiosity gets the best of me. I open g****e and search "Sarah Jones". A very gorgeous, practically perfect blonde woman shows up on my screen. She's 30 but she looks like she's 20 or so. She's also a Victoria Secret Angel. How am I supposed to compete with a lingerie model? Sarah is also British, don't know how she ended up in Spain.

He turned and looked Sara over while she was briefly talking about the STD test that she'd had to get before she was allowed to come film and Camille was answering her questions. She was short, that was for sure. She might be the shortest full-grown person he'd ever met that wasn't a genuine little person. She had a very round, adorable ass, and nice perky breasts that looked pretty big on her. She turned, seeing him checking her out as Camille went and got her stuff ready. "What?" Sara asked, smiling and looking up at him. "How tall are you, sweetheart?" he asked, trying to soften his voice as much as he could without sounding too effeminate.

They're so understanding at she can handle them easily. She stared at the woman in the middle. She seems familiar to her thoughts. She looks like @yourlittlemeiras, her noisy and strike readers. Her name was Saira Dela Cruz, a 19-year-old cute girl. She couldn't forget that girl because she was really solid rainbows. She was so loud and naughty on the platform that she really couldn't forget her. She even gave her a copy of her books.

Natalia replies angrily, "Fuck stop sobbing Sara, I gave you one responsibly and you failed, let me see what i can do." "Yes, thank you, but please don't tell her parents." Stop worrying; she will be okay, I'm not as stupid as you, Natalia adds as she hangs up the phone. Little did Sara know Natalia would never call Inez's parents even if she would die… ◍⁠◍◍⁠◍ SAN MARCO CHURCH,MILAN, ITALY

Selina pleaded "Selina, calm down. I'll not report you to anybody, you shouldn't be scared of me and feel free to air your views. And my name is not my lady's is Amira . I want you to be free to tell me anything, and I hope I could also tell you anything too and it'll be safe with you." Amira asked. "Yes my lady.. I'm sorry Ami .. Ami..ra" Selina said. "So tell me what you mean by your last words" Amira questioned

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

ARIA'S POV Sarah Mendoza's office smelled like coffee and lavender. The kind of scent meant to calm people down before their lives got torn apart on paper. I sat in the chair across from her desk and tried not to pick at my cuticles but I failed. "Thanks for seeing me so quickly," I said. Sarah smiled. She was maybe forty, with dark hair pulled back and glasses that made her look both kind and sharp. Photos of two kids lined her desk. A pride flag pin sat on her blazer lapel.

He eats at the best restaurants, and he travels the world in style. Delcan POV_ As I was driving home from work, the streets were quiet and still. It was late, and most people were already home for the night. But something caught my eye - a girl, sitting alone on a bench. I couldn't help but notice her, even though she was bathed in shadow. As I stopped my car and got closer, I could see her more clearly, and she was even more beautiful than I'd first thought. "Excuse me,I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I said, "may I sit with you?" The girl looked up at me and hiss without saying a word, her brown eyes swollen I guess she must have been crying. Delcan: ". I just wanted to make sure

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.