Sadie Perez Novels & Stories

Her flat stomach flowed to hips that were just wide enough to be sensual. Sadie was my secretary. My friend, my right hand. She knew everything. She typed out the emails I sent to investors while crying in the bathroom stall as I puked out my guts She probably reminded Cade of my birthday. She was sitting beside Cade on the couch, and they looked like a fucking family. Her legs were crossed at the ankle like she owned the place, and Cade, he looked up and had the audacity to smile. “Lyssandra,” he said calmly, like he didn’t just take a dump in the middle of my existence.

The tree I fell from was rotten. It's leaves were rotten, it's bark was rotten, and it's roots were rotten. Unfortunately, I am an apple that didn't fall far from that rotten tree. I was groomed in the shadow of that rotten tree and sprayed with poison to ensure I would be nothing but it's germinated seed. My earliest memories are dark and painful. My most vibrant memories are coated in crimson red and shame. The small pieces of my soul that I kept hidden and protected are the only parts of myself I can tolerate. The rest of who I am... The despicable trash that haunts my dreams... I hate. Death is the only answer to my life. Not love. I don't deserve love. A tainted apple is never p

Sadie just smiled when she saw Piper and Sharon in front of her. "I'm fine, ah, I'm sorry about the gift I wanted to give you and Sharon, I lost it," Sadie said. "Aish, why do you have to apologize, it's okay, and congratulations on your pregnancy Sadie, I never thought that someone I worked with would be my sister now, and I'm glad it's you," Piper said. “Yes, thank you,” Sadie said. "What is it? You look tired, and your face is a little pale too, sit here, I'll ask the maid to make you some hot tea," Piper said and Sadie just nodded before sitting down near the bathroom.

I once asked Kelli why she gave her daughter the name Sadie. Because she's meant for grander things than me! And doesn't Sadie sound grand? That was one of the only things Kelli was ever right about. Sadie is meant for more. She's wily and intelligent. Funny. Beautiful. Creative. Some of the sketches in her notebooks look like they could have been done by professionals. But after a lifetime of being left in her mother's dust, she doesn't realize how much she deserves better. How capable she is of achieving it. And if she continues to follow the pattern she's been on, Sadie is probably going to do her best to get locked up again so she doesn't have to try—and face the disappointment. It's eas

“Alright, we’ve got some time. Let’s head downstairs and eat first.” She hummed in agreement, then turned toward the bedroom. “I’m gonna change real quick.” “Go ahead,” Adamo said, leaning against the dresser, watching her with a lazy sort of amusement. Sadé peeled off her fitted shorts and white top, replacing them with a sleeveless orange maxi dress. The fabric was soft, flowing over her curves effortlessly. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun, a few curls framing her face just right. A quick touch-up to her makeup, the same small purse slung over her shoulder, and a simple pair of flip-flops completed the look.

Kelly was always wandering around, going to the club with her friends, and dating any man she likes. While Keil was always on the basketball court with his friends playing, and also with his girlfriend, sometimes he didn’t sleep here because he was at his girlfriend’s house. Mom is just here at home. Sometimes she goes to her friend and she also likes to gamble. By the way, I am Alyana Perez, 24 years old. Trying my best to finish college while doing part-time jobs. I’m the only one who makes a living for them. They don’t have jobs anymore. They don’t want to work because they think that I’m just here. I can work for them, buy food and things for them.

Serena lights up when she sees little Sadie, slipping past me and rushing over to meet them halfway. “Come here!” she gushes, reaching out and plucking Sadie from Taylor’s arms. Sadie giggles as Serena lifts her high up in the air, then settles her on a hip, bouncing her. “I can’t believe how big she’s getting,” Serena comments, gazing down at Sadie with a smile. “Me neither,” Taylor sighs, watching Serena with her daughter. “Before we know it she’ll be a teenager.” “Ugh, we don’t need more than one moody teenager around here just yet,” Serena says, rolling her eyes. Then she raises the pitch of her voice, tickling Sadie’s belly. “Do we, sweet girl?”

She poured liquor on the two glasses as he sat on the stool in front of the counter. “We’ll drink just a few shots but we’ll talk a lot,” she said as she handed him one of the glasses. “I’ll begin, I am Sadie, you know that, real name, Sarah, you also already know that, I am twenty six years old, I work as a secretary to my father who is a lawyer, while my mother and my brother, who is four years older than me, tend to our businesses. I’ve had three boyfriends, the last one I broke up with more than a year ago. Darn! I can’t believe I’ve been single for more than a year.” She smiled. “Anyway, I am a graduate of biology and I’m still thinking on whether to pursue medicine. I love parties, I l

she said in a smile as she stood up and made towards Elizabeth with her hand stretched for a shake which Elizabeth took and let out a slight smile. Elizabeth focused on her face as she looked really familiar. "Are you Sadie Hat-field from B & W? I mean the cover girl of the agency?" Elizebeth asked curiously as Sadie nodded proudly strutting back to the couch. "Yes I am, I really have achieved a lot in life" Sadie replied as Elizabeth and Edde sat together on the couch facing her. Elizabeth cleared her throat and sat up not wanting to be carried away by the euphoria of meeting a well known supermodel "So what is a super model like you doing in our abode?" Elizabeth asked in a curved brow as