Fireman Sam Arnold Novels & Stories

They pulled them back and took aim at Sam. “Stay where you are!” the leader yelled. Sam snarled as he turned, rose to his full height, and began walking towards them. The fire came. Dozens of arrows went hurling through the air, right for him. Sam could see them in slow motion, glistening, their silver tips heading right for him. But he was faster even than their arrows. Before they could reach him, he was already high up in the air, leaping, somersaulting over them all. He easily covered the span of the entire room—forty feet—before the archers even relaxed their hands.

We came down to join the party that was already generating downstairs. The first person I met was Samantha's father, Arnold. He is the son of Mr Smith's elder brother but Aaron is a year older as Mr Smith had given birth earlier. Arnold is quite the opposite of Aaron. Calm and tolerable. If I can recall years back when he had visited for Christmas, he stood up to Aaron for the first time because Aaron had bullied me for going on a random walk with Arnold. Still can't believe why Aaron was so sensitive when it came to me then. Arnold does forget my name sometimes too.

but she didn't have to as I saw a man coming in my direction with a torch in his hand. "Oh thank god, I found you... how can you be so careless and just go with anyone at this time of night... I was so worried when dad told me... come... I will walk you home. Dad is taking care of your store" he spoke so much but my eyes were fixed on his hand which was on her hand... and then on his face... He seems familiar... wait! He is that worker... Sam! Who gave the idea of what is wrong with the pipeline... how do they know each other? Now I know from where that idea came from...

He's the President of the Motor Cycle. Him and Raine had sparks the girls could see. And Sam couldn't take her eyes off of Smokey. Later they were all sitting at a table talking. "So, what do you do for a living?" Smokey asked Sam. "I'm a nurse." Sam smiled. "Fuck me! Must be my lucky night, cause I need a nurse. I have this situation. Here, give me your hand and I can show you." Smokey smirked. Sam gave him her hand and he put it under the table and inside of his jeans. He's already unbuttoned them and his cock is hard. She rubbed him and he groaned as he leaned over and kissed her. She wrappred her fingers around his shaft and stroked him.

sammy stammered as he tried to give an explanation, but his shaking body betrayed him. "What do you mean by what you say, that a girl with such low IQ could outsmart you,my chief bodyguard? "Armani asked taking long stride towards Sammy. Sammy bent his head in apology as Armani stood in front of him. "Am so sorry boss, I promise to look for her and find her"Sammy offered with pleading eyes. Armani ran his fingers through his hair as he exhaled frustratedly. "Here's the only good you can do for yourself, find my wife before the next twenty four hours or you will have your head on a platter"Armani said authoritatively while Sammy took a quick bow.

After swallowing his saliva, Sam then tried to explain what happened, “we tried to bring the cook, but the Horton managed to snatch him away from us…” “I see… turns out it's worth all the fuss!” he smiled happily toward his stepsons, which made Sam, Trent, and Dmitri’s faces relief to see it, “so is it a ‘he’?” Anderson tried to confirm. Dmitri looked at his other brothers, they seemed hesitant to answer, “y-yes, he’s an Asian-American man…” Anderson seemed a little bit disappointed since he’s straight. But he’ll do everything to make his pack to be the strongest in the world, “did you see a bite mark on his neck?”

I fisted my hands, quickly shaking the thought out of my head. The blanket he had covering him was now pooled at his midriff, bare and chiseled body mocking me. He was leaning forward, elbows braced on his knees. The warm, orange-red glow of the fire lit up a portion of his face, casting a down shadow on the other half. "I asked you a question, little one," Gunnar said sternly, tossing the blanket away and standing to full height — becoming even more intimidating. His sweats hung low and I felt my mouth turn dry at the sight.

He nodded understandingly. “Thank you for coming, Arthur. Go and take care of your girlfriend, I can't tell you how glad I am that you've got yourself a good woman, that's in short supply these days.” The gentleman smiled kindly. Arthur was about to turn to leave when several people approached. “My warmest greetings, Mr. Anton Dars!” That voice. Sam took refuge in Arthur's arms out of inertia, who understood that he had to get her out of there as soon as possible.

It could trigger a much larger fire, but unfortunately, Gerald didn't care. His eyes focused on one point; Sam, who had Jimmy in a tight grip, causing the man to tremble in fear. "Long time no see," Sam said with a thin smirk. He immediately pushed Jimmy towards a group of armed soldiers pointing their guns at Sam. "Old enemy," he added.

Huck trembled all over and dropped flat to the ground. "I guess someone is hiding in the shadows to pull cowardly stunts like this." Each of Aria's words cut like ice. "Sam, bring them to me." Sam shot off in that direction at incredible speed. The shooter fired frantically, but Sam dodged every shot effortlessly. In seconds, he reached the shooter and dropped them with a single punch. Sam grabbed their collar and dragged them back. A moment later, he dumped the person at Aria's feet. Aria's beautiful eyes narrowed. "You're a foreigner..."