Legend Brian Samuels Novels & Stories

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.

The cold circle of a rifle barrel pressed into the soft skin behind my ear. "Ethan." Caleb’s voice was a ragged grunt. I looked sideways. He was face-down three feet away, a tactical boot crushing his shoulder. The smoke cleared. The rhythmic tap-tap-tap of a cane echoed on the floorboards. Samuel Brooks walked in. He looked like a god of old Rome—if that god wore a five-thousand-dollar suit and carried a heart made of jagged flint. He didn't look at us. He walked straight to the monitors. He watched the ninety-four percent mark.

the teacher looked at Samuel in astonishment, "What's wrong with you?" Samuel stared at Sherry and said, "To add a crime, there is always an excuse. I went to the judges' area to find Teacher Haley. I had some personal matters to discuss with him. However, she falsely accused me of going there to bribe." The teacher sighed and said, "Miss Wilson, you must have misunderstood Samuel. This child is proud and would never engage in bribery. Besides, with his talent, why would he need to resort to bribery? He is a genius in the field of intelligence."

" Leo was about to continue chatting with Griffin. The next moment, a chill went down his spine. He suddenly felt something and subconsciously turned around. Samuel was right behind Leo. Samuel had well-defined features, looking like a mixed-race model. He was standing there with a strong aura. Moreover, his face darkened. This was probably because Samuel heard what Leo had said and had misunderstood. Leo couldn't help but gulp. "Dr. Bradley, I'm hanging up. Talk to you next time!" He hurriedly ended the call. "Let me explain it. Just now, I..." The next second. There was a muffled and frightening sound. Without any hesitation, Samuel threw a heavy punch at Leo's face.

With the information at hand and their little scheme that Brian is on to it way back from the very beginning. He sighs and deep, giving the files back and sliding them towards Sam. “You got me.” Brian’s low and defeated voice. Forgetting one crucial fact that he stupidly didn’t consider. Sam knows everything and utilizes everything, everything, and all about Cath. “I do not want to lose anything again. I do not want to gamble about something that I will not be able to win. Especially, I do not want to lose Cath.” With a nod and a smirk. Brian is impressed yet again with Sam. Didn’t think that he will go way ahead and beyond what he usually does. Turning everything unlike their initial plan t

He assumed his father knew that Brian was better with people than Toby was. Briann didn’t reply, just spun himself slowly, around and around on the little stool in the corner of the room. Eventually, Samuel was driven to continue doubtless just as Brian intended. “I can’t stay. Too many people who expect too much here. I don’t want to be pack.” Brian continued spinning himself around. “So what are you going to do?” Samuel smiled, a quick flash that made Toby’s heart hurt with the lack of genuine feeling behind the expression. Whatever had happened to his brother in the years he’d gone off on his own had changed him, and Toby worried that

Cole swore to himself, trying to recover from the slight embarrassment. It’s not like Sabrina often spouted lies, but he wasn’t sure whether he should believe the archangel. Only now did he know that Sabrina wasn’t playing nor lying to him. Samuel’s brow pinched like he was thinking hard about something, Samuel’s eyes caught on the way he bit at his lips. “What are you thinking?” He asked nervously. The excessive interest that Samuel displayed made him uncomfortable. Especially when he was famous for his mischievous behavior. “Nothing… kinna admiring our lord, I guess,” was all Samuel offered as a response.

How could she be so despicable? After Jeff hung up on him, Samson didn’t know who else to contact. He sat on the sofa lost in thought. Then an idea popped into his mind. He was reminded that Sloane’s lawyer was Brian Chandler. Samson dialed Brian Chandler’s number. When it was connected, he said, “Hello, Mr Chandler. You are speaking to Samson Cage. There is something that I need to discuss with you. Do you mind if we meet?” Brian Chandler indicated that he was at Havana Club meeting a client. However, he agreed to meet him two hours later.

Samantha finished her drink and smiled playfully. Brian looked at her and then patted her head, "Silly, that man is not the only one there is, idiot. Why the hell did you even fall in love with that attorney? You should have trusted my words when I told you he's a playboy," Brian was talking about Samantha's recent boyfriend. She broke up with him to save face since she had really thought that he loved her too. Samantha had made a fool of himself because of that bastard of an attorney. "Tsk, I should have really listened since he's your friend. Hey, Lothie, you should not trust this man's words too much. He had lied with that filthy mouth a million times—shkmppp khaksdhfkha hsdfkjhw!"

Brian deadpanned, raising his head to look at Darren. "I drive fast. Tyler was driving. Not me," Darren answered shortly, seemingly offended at a comment on his driving skills. "Um...yeah. I'm a bit of a slow driver," Tyler said, smiling sheepishly. "Where's Sam?" I asked, trying to change the topic. "Restroom," Brian said. "He had all those drinks before coming here. He just couldn't control." "Shut up." Sam said, approaching him from behind. "It's true," Brian shrugged.