Sam Devil Novels & Stories

Samuel chuckled weakly, his laughter laced with a sharp wheeze. “You didn’t stop him either.” “I did,” Fiero said. “When I heard a bone break.” Samuel didn’t argue. Didn’t care. He swayed, half-conscious, his head resting back against the sand as Fiero knelt beside him. Then, slowly, Samuel’s lips parted again. “You know…” he began, voice dry as rust, “everyone keeps calling me the crazy one. A demon. The problem.” Fiero didn’t respond. Samuel tilted his head just enough to catch a glimpse of him in the dark. The moonlight carved his grin into something almost too wide, something that didn’t look entirely human.

"I-I thought you were someone else." He has a slight lisp as he speaks, and I realize it's from fangs. "Y-you're a vampire?" I blurt out, then slap a hand over my mouth for a moment. "I'm so sorry. That is so rude...but it's daylight." He tucks his hands into his front pockets and shrugs. "Half-vampire and half-mage. I'm Sam." "Hi." I stand and stretch my hand out to shake his. A boom echoes around us. The angel statue shatters, and I scream, ducking down.

My Alpha’s expression darkened, his sharp gaze locked onto Uncle Sam. I wasn’t surprised that Damian had come in, even though I had told him to wait outside. He had been impatient and overly protective of me lately. Sam Moonveil grinned upon seeing Damian. "Here he is," he murmured casually. "Another fool who knows nothing." Damian let out an irritated scoff at the sudden insult. "What the hell do you mean?" he demanded, his jaw tightening instantly. "Kill me if you want," Uncle Sam shrugged as if he didn’t care. "I don’t care."

He does not mean nothing by it darlin’, you know that, he loves you’ Sue answered doing her best to lift Dees spirits. ‘Did your mum like Blake?’ Riley asks bringing Dee back into the interview room and out of her painful memories. ‘Yes and no’ Dee answers, ‘He could be amazing and could be a real prick, there was no in between, so mum struggled with Blake sometimes’ Dee answers lighting another cigarette. ‘What did the doctor say when he came in to see you?’ Riley asks her carefully, as she knows this is hard for Dee to talk about. ‘Hello Mrs. Samuels? I am Doctor Davies, how are you feeling?’ the Doctor said entering the room.

So far, those who have dared to lay a finger on my girls have not lived to tell the tale. Those are the rules of my fucking business. And my rules are always respected. "You're wrong, Samme." In that you are wrong. A devilish, sadistic smile crosses his face. I'm pretty sure some cocaine must have gotten up his nose before he got to the club tonight, which doesn't surprise me. It's about Damm, the man who drinks and smokes like a damned possessed. It is the representation of a perverted sadist and drug addict. I am not a saint, I have never considered myself one, but where my brother steps, the damn grass does not grow.

Samantha said while turning both Peter's and Lilly's attention toward her. "I know you are with me and can do anything possible for me. If I had told you all this earlier, Liam's target would not have been me, but you. " Samantha breaks the silence "Liam is not an ordinary person; he is beyond your understanding." "He is a devil who can harm anyone and can kill someone for his own sake." Samantha breathed heavily. "He hasn't left anyone to date who has found out about his truth." "Just to take down Aaron. He killed my sister, so what are you? " Samantha grabs her head

Sam walked slowly towards him staring at him observingly. "Where the hell have you been? And why do u look so clean?" Sam asked as soon as he got to where Sodom stood sniffing at him. "I felt so uncomfortable due to the dirt in this dungeon, so I sneaked out to get a bath, but unfortunately the white wolves caught me and threw me back here." Sodom lied. " It's hight time the rest of us protested though, the dirt here is too much, atleast we should be allowed to bath atleast once in a week." Sam stated. But he had not completed his statement when he received a mind link from Derek..

"What a strong Devil Aura." Even if the Elder did not know whose aura it was, he knew very well that the purity of the Devil Aura made him, a member of the Devil's Practice, feel terrible. "Samuel, who the hell are you? Why, why..." Samuel sneered. "Why do I have a Devil Aura stronger than you, a devil, even though I'm from the Central Plains?" The Elder looked at Samuel in surprise. Clearly, this was what he was surprised and uncertain about.

he asked, pointing at me. “No,” I said at the exact same time Pristine did too. The man, who was obviously Damien’s brother, tilted his head in disappointment. “Unbelievable. You're surrounded by beautiful women and can’t make one of them your girlfriend? I'm greatly disappointed in you bro." From the corner of the living room, Sophia finally spoke. “And who exactly are you?” she asked, though her eyes told me she already knew. “I’m Sam, Damien's big brother," he said easily, reaching out to shake her hand, then mine. His grip was warm and confident.