Lara X Sam Novels & Stories

She said to her empty room. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer and continued her work only this time she didn’t hear any voice any more. Stella and Aaron. Lara is not just a name, Lara significed evil, death, torture, Pain. Lara was worst than a devil, any demon, any fend, any ghoul. Lara was the worst of them all. She was a diffrent kind of ghoul, She stood in dimlight in the room with paintings, writing her name with black paint on the white board. Every letter she wrote, She wrote it with hatred, She wrote it with anger.

The smell of breadsticks fills our nostrils when Robbie opens the door. “Thank God they have breadsticks. I was going to scold the management if they didn’t have any.” Robbie says, and he turns toward me. His smile is for me, and our eyes our happily connected. A burst of familiar laughter waltzes into Little Italia, and my happiness wanes. Samantha Laplow and her loud flirtatious giggle fill the entrance waiting room of the restaurant. Her laughter is the reason Robbie stops looking at me, and when his eyes find Sam, it’s clear to me that he will never lose that twinkle in his eyes for her. That lust in his heart for Sam is a fire, a fire that I will never be able to put out.

Laurel took note of all of it and planned to research it thoroughly in time while encouraging them to think hard about anything else they knew since their lives were hanging in the balance. When they were done, she couldn’t imagine how they lived with themselves. Laurel shook her head and had Lynn and a few other guards escort them down to the dungeons. They fought and complained, but she ignored them. “Poor Luna Laura,” Sam said softly, “It’s… almost a blessing that she’s not around to see what her parents have become.” “Something tells me that she already knew,” Laurel said calmly and looked up at him. “How are you and Sarah?” Sam grinned, roguish and happy, “Blissful… we’re planning to ge