Jetstream Sam Sword Novels & Stories

Josh nods then asks “What’s his name?” “His name is Ash Samuels, he is 18, and he lives at 15 hero road. His parents died when he was 16 and so did his baby sister, he knows how to fight hand to hand combat and shot with a bow and arrow as well as throw knives and fight with a sword and shield.’ When Josh hears the last part of the sentence, he shakes his head and slowly backs away from us. The party ends two hours later and everyone says goodbye to me. After everyone has left Alex gives me a massive hug and says

"Do I look like a murderer to you?" Unprepared for Gerald's response, the sword was swung with full force. Although it was only one slash, it managed to leave a long wound on his hand. At that time, even though Sam was only eight years old, he was the child of a highly respected clan leader in his time. Even the Eagle Wing themselves had little power under his command. So, when both of his parents passed away, the entire territory of their influence fell upon Sam, including the businesses agreed upon by the Eagle Wing Clan and the Twin Dragons.

Boro stood and slammed his right fist into his left palm and pressed them to his chest, saluting his new Lord. With a audible sigh of relief Lord Jetir nodded to Boro acknowledging his deference and then stood up and walked around the table. He streched out his hand, and motioned for Boro to hand him his blade. He drew his sword from it's scabbard, the sound it made was like the sound of city bells chiming for the first morning hour, a single clear Sssshhrrunngg, and offered him the sword hilt first.

The biggest pain for Sam were her wings and keeping those locked in place, without the use of her usual denim jacket. That could end up being the costly part of this transaction, and yet, it could also be the biggest motivator since this shady Joshua character would see Sam for who she really was—wings and all. Once we had done our picturesque tour through the city, we walked all the way back to the SUV, where we popped open the back hatch and sat in the seats that had been forced down from the sex a few hours earlier, we now had to decide how to get past our apprehension, and how to get these two ready, as they would be tied up for the show ahead.

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.

{SAMANTHA’S POV} Samantha raced the BMW on the outskirts of Boston, Sam in the passenger seat beside her, heading along the highway towards Salem. She was increasingly annoyed at the growing difficulty in finding his dad. She’d been sure, when she’d seen those Facebook messages, when Sam had told her with such excitement that he’d been in touch with him, that this would be easy. She would just take him to his dad’s house, and from there it would be a direct path to the sword.

Duke says. “I’ll take that as a compliment, so thank you.” I grin at him. “As far as the wounded part, I really should have waited to put her in place. My ribs are throbbing.” I tell him while rubbing them to relieve a little pain. “So what’re you going to do about Jet?” Sam asks. I shrug. “I’m going to see what kind of info he has. There really isn’t much else I can do.” “What if it’s some kind of trap again?” Cade stupidly had to put that out there.

I say as I mark my territory. “I can call it a truce for now, but the minute Robbie walks into my door, I can make no promises. So let’s get back out there and enjoy the rest of our meal,” Sam says, holding the door and tapping her foot against the linoleum floor. I follow behind. Sam has just declared war, and if she doesn’t watch her back, Mark Lewis might learn the truth about Robbie and Sam. Because no one double-crosses Missy Guidi, not even a bride-to-be.

' Riley says convincingly. 'Fine, what ever you say shrink' Stewart huffs as he leaves the room. Riley takes a moment to go back through Dee's files and notes, she was only 16 when she met Blake Samuels, he was 21, was she too young and nieve to understand what type of man he is? Or was? Or was she smart enough to be part of his criminal dealings? Either way, Riley struggled to put her finger on why someone like Dee was with someone like Blake.