Sierra Furtado Book Novels & Stories

Chuckles. “Yeah. And you’re…?” “Sierra,” she says, almost singing it. “I’ve seen you around. Didn’t know you were the bookish type.” “I’m not,” Adrian replies, closing his book halfway. “Just doing time.” I swear, I roll my eyes so hard I nearly strain something. Sierra laughs again, way too loud for a joke that weak. “Well, if this is how detention goes, I might start getting into trouble more often.”

Stephanie felt bored in the hospital, receiving intravenous fluids while browsing websites. While passing the time, I also wanted to calm my mind and think carefully about what Sierra should do next to seduce Manuel. Yesterday, Sierra called and explained the situation. She was also very surprised. In theory, Sierra also had some charm when she dressed up, although not as much as Britney. With a little disguise, she still had a delicate and innocent appearance that could arouse men's protective instincts.

I berated myself, criticizing my actions. My father had abandoned my mother when she needed him the most during her final moments, choosing instead to be with Carolina. Carolina was fully aware of my mother's battle with sickle cell anemia, yet she selfishly demanded my father's attention and care. We couldn't help but wonder if she had used some sort of charm or love potion to captivate him. My sister Givia and I stayed by our mother's side as she slowly withered away, doing our best to provide whatever comfort we could.

Sierra smiled kindly at me, "honey. What is the worst that can happen if you open up to me? I am not giving up so easily. If you say something that I won't like, I won't break up with you. I might get angry and then we will will have an argument and you can explain yourself. But nothing you can say will make me stop falling in love with you.: I took a deep breath. Okay. From this point forward Sierra was my girlfriend and that meant I was pulling my walls down. She had pushed passed her fear, so I could too. She loved me. Even after everything I wrote in our letters. So I could open up, I could be myself around her. "You promise?" Sierra nodded, "I promise. Now, tell me the truth. What were

Or, perhaps, I should say I came thundering into hers… I allowed my mind to wander back to that sweet little cabin in the forest. The cabin she had taken over from her parents when they had passed away. Passed on from her Grandmother, I believed. A place she held so fondly in her memories. I had needed a long run that night, and it seemed my girl was relaxing on the deck of her cabin - reading a book on the rocking chair, a blanket over her legs, and a hot chocolate in hand; looking incredibly adorable. And the moment Ciro got a scent of her, our worlds were turned upside down… For my adorable Tesoro, soon had a naked man at her door to contend with, as Ciro did what he did best, and acted w

I looked up at the mirror, at the man I had become, cold, ruthless, empty. And for the first time, I felt fear. Fear that I had made a mistake I couldn’t undo. Just then, the door creaked open, and I turned sharply. My new Luna, Sierra, stood there, her face pale. She held something in her hands—a book, old and worn, the pages yellowed with time. “Darren…” Her voice trembled as she looked between the book and and I fought the urge to toll my eyes, but Sierra would not be trembling for absolutely no reason.