Sam And Katrina Novels & Stories

J A M E S F A L C ON “Lix,” I called to my cousin as Samantha left, “She’s one of a fierce woman, dude,” I couldn’t help but laugh while still looking out the glass window, where I could see the maid—Samantha, running like some kind of a lunatic, but she stopped when some of the employees greeted her. “Have you found some information?” His composed demeanor vanished, and he returned to his usual self, so I looked at him. “Kalix, come on, dude, she’s already dead. Why do you still want to disturb her?” I’m trying my best to convince him to stop obsessing over the dead people. “Stop it already, Kalix.”

“Say one more thing about her and I swear I’ll end you right here. I’ll bury every lie you’ve ever told. Every secret. You want me to name them one by one?” His grin twitched. At this point, different phones were already up. The people who were pretending not to watch weren’t even pretending anymore. “You think anyone’s gonna take her side?” He threw a hand toward me. “She’s a joke. Samantha Cander—the gold-digging whore who slept with multiple men to make money and became the talk of the town. How exhausting that must be.” My chest was tight. My heart was at this point louder than the music. But I gave him nothing.

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?”

How couldn’t Serena have realized it sooner? Samantha, Serena’s dead twin sister, was alive after all. Serena wasn’t sure how it was possible, but that didn’t matter; Samantha was alive. And she had been here, living in Crescent Hollow like a snake in the grass, for weeks now. She’d spent weeks living in Serena’s shadow, pretending to be another woman entirely, trying to seduce Kade and get closer to Ivy. For what? Revenge? To get her child back? Or truly to get her mate to fall in love with her?

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.”

she said quietly. Her hand slowly clenched. But a few seconds later, her phone vibrated again. A message came in. Samantha read it quickly, and her expression changed. “What?” she hissed softly. The message was short, but enough to make her freeze. Calvin and Camelia were returning to the main city tonight. Samantha fell silent for a moment, then let out a small laugh. The sound was soft, but cold. “Plans change so quickly,” she murmured. She exhaled slowly, then tossed her phone onto the bed.

Once they stop walking, Kate quickly asks Sammy inquisitively, "Alright, what's going on, Sam? You're acting a little weird, even for you!" Sammy begins to blush slightly as she timidly begins to say, "You know the deal, this stays between us!!" Kate and Jenny both istaneously respond by saying, "Of course," and "Always," and Jenny follows up by asking, "What's going on, Sammy?" Sammy takes a quick glance around to make sure none of the guys are lingering nearby and eavesdropping and ebarassingly begins to explain, "Well, ya'll know I've ridden "Bully" more times than I count.. but tonight was different!"

At her door. “Who's that, honey?” Another familiar voice, made Sam's tears keep pouring. Charlotte cried a s well and, by a n impulse, she hugged her friend. “What's going on?” Carlos approached the scene and his eyes opened like plates, a s though h e was looking at a ghost. “Samanta? How?” “May I?” Asked Sam, sobbing. “Sure, of course. Come o n in” responded Carlos and Charlotte simultaneously. Samanta sat o n a couch and she was bombarded with tons of questions. She had t o tell everybody what had happened. Their talk went from laughing t o crying, remembering Amir, while Adasha served some snacks.

“Fucking calm, Hunter. I’ll kill the bastard, very slow and no one will stop me, you can be sure of that. I only have three suspects: the two feds and the miserable Igor Kedrak.” Kayden calls Connor and he’s quickly there with his truck, he stops and opens the door so we can get in. “Ho… how did the… they did that to Sa… Sa…, fuck, I’m ner… nervous.” Hunter answers Connor as he enters the truck: “Someone took Sam when she went to the restroom, it may have been the feds or Igor’s people.” Kay completes it: “If it wasn’t Igor himself.” I sit beside Hunter and Kayden sits on the back, I orient Connor to start the search for Samantha.

I swear I will make Alpha Nicolai pay for what he did to me and my pack. “Sir, sorry to disturb you.” “What is it Sam,” I reply with a glare and down the last of the whiskey in my glass. “The tribrid and her children, Kai and Katerina, were spotted in town at the human mall.” “Excellent, let’s go lay eyes on my future mate.”