Sam Drake Novels & Stories

My heart beat loudly when I saw it was an unknown number calling. Was my sister in trouble again? “Hello?” I greeted. “Hazel Thompson?” “This is her.” “This is the Heart Care Psychiatric ward. I wanted to inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy have discontinued the payment for your brother, Drake Thompson’s treatment. If it is not paid by the time the week ends, we’ll have to discharge him.” I felt like crying. My grandparents were the ones who were supposed to cover the cost of my brother’s treatment—a brother nobody but my family knew existed.

"His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you want to know him? Are you having a problem with him?" "Ah no, he just dropped my cellphone. I want to ask for compensation." Chloe lied and made the nerdy girl nod. Ara chuckled that she knew Chloe was lying. Nothing has fallen since morning. Only Chloe's brain asked for a rip. Seeing a bad boy just once made Chloe like him immediately. "What are you doing?" asked Ara. "I'm just looking for his social media accounts." Chloe also explained that he was Dj. Maybe on weekends she can see Dj Mashii perform at the club. Just watching him without gett

As a member of the Discipline Pack, she wasn't about to show anywhere here weakness. "Skye Austin, Independence Pack." She sat two seats down from me. Her face paled, as she closed her eyes for a second. For a moment, I am shocked that Malik has sent home such a naturally beautiful girl like her. She sung with radiance, and would have made a Luna that everyone would be proud of. Clearly, Malik just didn't see something in her, that he found necessary. I watch Malik take another visibly deep breath. "Demi Lilz, Harmony Pack."

Before they drove away, Linda rolled down the car window and cast a lingering gaze upon me, whispering words that eluded my ears. As their car vanished from sight, I remained rooted to the spot, attempting to fathom the bewildering turn of events that had just unfolded. Just as I was about to make my way to my own car, Drake materialized before me, sporting a mischievous grin. "Ah, I see you have a new Luna. I imagine she must be quite beautiful." Seizing his shirt collar, I forcefully brought him closer, my voice resonating with a fierce growl. "Sierra belongs to me, Drake. Don't you dare come near her."

“What . . . things in the tabloids?” “The coke, the models, the late-night parties. It’s all just PR. That, and once your rep hits a certain point, you can’t blow your nose in public without everyone assuming you just did lines in the bathroom.” “Drake , I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Sarah told him. “Start over. I don’t know what any of this means. Is Drake even your real name?” “It’s my real name,” he agreed. “Drake Holt , owner of The Grand Channel and a few other networks.”

Drake muttered under his breath. “Drake, It’s Sam.” Sampson called out. Drake let out another heavy sigh before opening up the door. “What’s up bro?” He asked. “Sorry, if I’m interrupting,” Sampson said noting the redness around Drake’s lips. “Nope not at all.” Drake responded sounding slightly annoyed.

Sam whispers into the phone. I want to smack her through the phone. Of course, we aren't cool. If we were okay, she'd love me back, and Mr. Darcy wouldn't be an option for her. "Sure, Sam. We're cool. Sorry I made an ass of myself last night. I was a little drunk. I hope I didn't say anything too embarrassing." Sam breaths into the phone with a sigh of relief. "So you're not in love with me?" I don't respond right away. But, whatever I say now will make Sam question the rest of her life with Mr. Darcy.

Samantha " Tell me, Samantha, do you want it?” Maximo asks. I laugh nervously, “ No,” My voice is shaky. “ Oh come on,” That tattooed arm leaves my thigh and caresses my cheek softly. Maximo pouts and he looks so fucking cute. For a moment I forget who he really is, a whole fucking sadistic dragon. I shake my head, I can't trust my words at the moment, there is a high possibility they will betray me.

“SAY NO TO BIOHAZARDS AND SAY NO TO SAMANTHA !!” “ATLEAST MAKE THE SLOGAN RHYME, DOOFUS” “BAN ON SAM ! BAN ON SAM ! BAN ON SAM !” “WRONG. BAN ON STINKY SAM” “GREAT IMPROVISATION, DUDE. HERE HIGH FIVE !!” “Wohoo !! We have a live p**n session going on !” Dre screamed through the speakers. “Seems like the Blue Moon Pack shall gets its heir today itself !” he squealed.

Everybody was chirping and chatting with each other. The Blue Moon packs were celebrating victory, and Drake started to get nervous. His hands were cold. He diverted his attention to his son and played with his hands. He can feel Emily staring at him, but he just ignores it. “I’m sorry….” Drake suddenly speaks up. Emily was stunned, startled, and confused. “For what?” “For not answering your question earlier about ‘us.’” Emily scoffed. “It’s alright; I don’t have the rights anyway,” she spat.