Sam Cortland Novels & Stories

He smiled when he saw them, pushing up his glasses on his face. “i’m glad you guy made it safely, I made you a small map of the surroundings so you don’t get lost, all the activities have been planned and I’ll be your tour guide if you need me” Cory paused, he opened his mouth to say something else but nothing came out of his mouth. He was staring at Camila, specifically at the red marks that covered her skin. Roman snorted. He was sure Cory thought it was a rash or something, yah, he was that dorky.

he said to her. "And you have brown," she answered back. "Blue eyes are rare," Hade argued back. "Yeah, and so are white-haired people but you have an entire clan of them and a seat holder in the Council," she said. Hade couldn't help but chuckle. The Whitlocks, headed by Councilman Cornelius Whitlock, is famous for the white hair all over their bodies and very pale skin. Some people call them the last Albinos. They were supposed to be extinct from the last Death Wave, but they miraculously emerged in this country.

It was always cold here. I quickly turned on the heater and sighed in relief. I hit the car at high speed as I watched the road pass by. I was in my pack’s territory. My Saturn pack was the neighboring pack of the twilight pack so it didn’t take me long enough to reach my destination. The SATAN VILLA of alpha GERALD FOREST.

“Carter is in. The shipments will be arriving soon. I don’t know what you said to him but it worked. “ Of course, it fucking worked. I was the most powerful and dangerous man in New York. A lot of his actions were motivated by fear. I was unforgiving and everybody knew it. Carter was smart to accept my escorts, drinks, and deals. “Be ready for him and be careful. “ “What did you do? Apologize? “ “I don’t apologize to anyone. He was happy with the girls you sent and drinks. All I had to do was stroke his ego by telling him he has the best ammo and product in the business. “ “Okay. Where are you? I thought you would want to see this shipment for yourself. It is the biggest one yet. Is there so

“I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?” “I’m Sydney Carter, my husband here,” she pauses and gives him a nudge to pay attention. “I’m Benjamin Carter, the old, retired Alpha,” he laughed. His laugh is just like Wyatt’s except it’s an older, wiser laugh, I love seeing how much Wyatt takes after his parents. “Hey, we had some food catered, would you all like to head back and grab a bite?” Wyatt announced to everyone. My parents and grandma came over to me, grandma first spoke, “you did wonderfully dear, do you feel any different?” I giggled, “not with the magical stuff yet grandma, it’s weird though, I

This was just the first phase of his scheme and he didn't want to ruin it because of his deep feelings for her. ************* The good thing about Safari CEO's death was the revival of the image of the CRUZ company. Things were eventually going well for them and since Maria didn't know exactly what Philip did, she kept her thoughts to herself and told him how weak she was to deal with Harriot. So he decided to take over things and break the heartbreaking news to Harriot, concerning his daughter's arrest. It wasn't long after they came to Dana's house that they were called about his cardiac arrest.

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

‘That’s what I thought,’ he remarked with a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Him and his Alpha’s superiority! “There’s indeed someone else’s scent -” “Whose scent is it?” Dalton cut him off. “I can’t figure it out. It’s too vague.” The pack scout stood up and dusted his pants. Dalton knelt down on one knee and got close to the bottle of antiseptic. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath of the scent. His nose twitched as though overwhelmed by the different scents mixed together.

I watch Sam pull away. I feel like a fool for not going after her. But I can't worry about that now. I can't worry about everything that our relationship isn't. She has Mr. Darcy now. I'm sure he'll make Sam very happy. The doorbell rings. It's Percy Jamrog. Percy comes in with his muddy boots. His shoes are always filthy. But, instead of going to college like the rest of us, Percy works with dirt. He started his business plowing snow, cutting down trees, and doing any other yard work he could get his hands on.