Sam And Colby Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She’s with this woman. “Oh, wait…” Suddenly, Samantha halted with a crease on her forehead. “Are you… perhaps married?” How I hope so, Samantha. At my age, I fucking hope so. But with this disability… I could no longer hope for that, until you came. I wanted to say those words but I just ended up shaking my head. “Then what’s stopping you from sleeping with me?”

We sat on the couch like strangers. Her arms curled around her knees. Mine stretched uselessly across the backrest, not touching her. I wanted to reach for her and pull her in, but I didn’t. She looked tired. I probably looked worse. My voice came out rough. “What happened today, Sam? Just tell me. Please.” She turned her face toward me slowly, like the words were heavier than she expected. “I was with Macey,” she said. “And Liam.” Of course. “It wasn’t planned. Macey showed up at my door, talking about wanting to spend the day, and then boom, Liam walks in behind her.”

and asked nothing else. Caela kept going, voice buzzing with excitement. "Sam and Lily? Total fallout. Lily keeps crying she had nothing to do with your accident, but Sam's not buying it. He blames her for everything. "Only reason he hasn't started a war with White Rose Pack yet is because he's holding back. But he's drowning in regret now." I stayed quiet for a long time. Then smiled—easy, steady, free. "Let him regret it for the rest of his life."

"What are you talking about? She was the one chasing me in college, but I rejected her proposal at graduation. It's been seven years since we last spoke, and honestly, I've already forgotten what she even looks like." Sienna, standing next to him, chimed in, "Come on, Sam and I are about to get married. Why are you still bringing up that pathetic and desperate woman?" Samuel then turned to look at Sienna with eyes full of love and affection. In my previous life, Samuel and I had been the envy of the entire campus. To win me over, he had given me countless portraits of myself. He once said, "Your face appears in my mind whenever I close my eyes. I've painted a hundred portraits of you, and yo

The one steady thing in my life. "It's... not like that," I said finally. "we're not like that." Damien sighed dramatically. "Your funeral, man. Just don't come crying to me when some college douche snaps her up in September." The thought sent an uncomfortable jolt through me. Sam leaving for college, probably somewhere prestigious that matched her brain, had been an abstract concept until now. Suddenly it felt very real and very close. "Don't you have work to do?" I snapped. "Actually, I told Jen I'd help you close up." He hopped off the bench. "I'll start on the Williams Corolla."

He started his business plowing snow, cutting down trees, and doing any other yard work he could get his hands on. "Hey, man. How are you? You look confused." I can't tell Percy that I held Sam in my arms and kissed her. Best friends don't fall in love, do they? "Robbie? What's your deal? You haven't said shit to me since I came in. What the hell happened?" "Sam's engaged. She came over here and showed me her ring. And told me all about Mr. Darcy." "You don't still like Sam, do you?"

She grinned as she pulled Celena into the hotel and said, "Come on. Let's not stand outside anymore. Let's get inside. Samara and the others have probably arrived a long time ago." "Samara?" Celena was stunned before she said that name. She looked a little torn and troubled. Samara Fabish used to be Celena's best friend. Unlike Yanely and the others, Samara and Celena were friends who went to the same schools since elementary. They were inseparably growing up. They would even go to the restroom together. At first, they thought their friendship would last forever. However, both of them had a fallout in college because of a young man. Samara kept targeting Celena after that, and they hated eac

I sighed, I could already feel this becoming tedious. “I see you didn’t listen to my warning,” Colton said. “I wish you would have, I don’t want you getting hurt.” He tried to reach over and take my hand, but I pulled away from him. Disappointment crossed his face before he sighed and it cleared into a blank expression. “Okay,” Colton asked, “Why am I here? And why is Samual Kirby here too?” I heard a growl from behind me and shook my head. Colton was trying to bait my grandfather, but I didn’t have time for his games.

“Nonsense, I’ll do it for you. You could go back to bed, and I’ll bring you some better food.” I swear, I can feel my skin turn green with jealousy. Sammie sees me sitting right here, yet she has the guts to hit on Colin. “Don’t worry your pretty little head, Sammie. I make sure he eats well when he’s in bed. In fact, I think he’s ready for more, so we’ll be going now. You can handle the cleanup, right?” Colin chokes back a laugh and stands to leave with me. I walk past Sammie, never wavering from her gaze. Colin is close behind me but stops when Sammie puts her hand on his arm. What is with this girl?

Sam noticed the colour drain from my face, as he stood over me, placing a tall glass of orange juice down in front of me. "From them?" he asked, and I nodded, "Yeah, Cole wants to meet me tonight," I said, my voice sounding weak. Sam fell silent a long moment, then started loading food onto the plate in front of me. "Well, don't let it kill your appetite any," he said, giving me a forced smile as he sat down opposite me, filling his own plate.