Sam Fraser Fear Street Novels & Stories

Samantha threatened with a smirk. “Oh, Come on, you think I'm scared of death? Go on, tell them I know about Vanessa's death,” Madam Kate urged boldly. Samantha stood for a moment, panting heavily. “My eyes have seen and my ears have heard enough in this mansion! Death is the last thing I should be scared of,” she added and walked away boldly. Samantha gasped and rushed over to the bed. She tried to catch her breath as her whole body trembled with fear. The door opened and Betty rushed into the room with Anna.

Sasha’s car was in the driveway when Kate dropped me off, I rushed out and ran to the front door. ‘Avery?’ Sasha called, causing me to yell out in fear. ‘Shit, are you okay?’ he said, concern written all over his face. The front door swung open and Sam stood in the doorway wearing nothing but jeans which he had obviously thrown on in a hurry as the button, zipper and belt were undone. ‘What’s going on out here?’ he asked in an authoritative voice. ‘Sorry, I just watched a scary movie’ I confessed, ‘and Sasha startled me’ Sam eyed me suspiciously but turned on his heels and into the house again, leaving the front door open. Sasha grabbed my hand gently and led me into the house.

She then tried once again but it was just the same… last, she did try it again but still, no one is answering. “I told you, they were busy,” Samantha said. “Geez, those people. Useless.” It’s Helen. “Anyway, how are you feeling?” Helen asked as she turned her attention to Sam. “All good. But a little bit dizzy.” “Why do you have to faint—shoot I almost forgot, you hate seeing blood.” Samantha nodded; she was afraid of blood. She’s hemophobic. “Did they dispatch that thing already?” Sam asked as she was talking about the cat’s head.

Emily murmured. "Don’t dare me, you would not want to see what I can do. Don’t think that because you had a one-night stand with him, you can throw your filthy self at him. You... are... not... his... class..." Samantha threatened and walked out, leaving the confused Emily in a state of extreme fear. She need not underestimate Samantha; when she says she can do a thing then she can.

One of his men scoffed with laughter. “Well, we'll check that out soon,” Henry grinned mischievously and approached her. Sam crawled away, causing him to laugh. It was fun for him to feel her fear, it was fuel to tease her. Sam trembled and tears wet her veil, she feared. Seeing that face full of evil took her back to the past, to the hell she lived through. She was in the middle of a nervous breakdown, she couldn't control the fear and helplessness. Suddenly she felt exposed, the breeze caressed her face and she knew she no longer had her veil on. She covered it with her two hands and ducked her head, her hair covered her face and part of her arms as well.

Thank you for journeying with us. Sam: (alights and stretches himself) Finally, a touch of the open sky. Lemme go have meself, a well deserved meal. Osmosis: (raises an eyebrow) Where do you think you are going to? Sam: (bends his neck to both sides) To go and eat of course. Do you wish to tag along? Osmosis: (heaves) Ain't you forgetting something? Sam: (confused) What? Oh..(clears throat, faces the camera and smiles) Thank ya'll, sweet readers for everything(blows a kiss to the camera and attempts walking away)

I can’t move, can’t scream I’m frozen in terror of the thought of living alone like Ash. That’s when I hear a car pull up. I don’t want to see who it is but I dread I know. It’s Zac; he’s just got home from college to find a house of ash and fire. He comes running over to me, while I’m screaming “Zac go back to the car.” “Get back in the car.” Desperately I scream “Go Zac, leave, now.” I yell but it’s useless, he obviously can’t hear the frantic desperation in my voice. I start to run towards him but I’m too late, the monster gets their three steps before I do. It lifts him off the ground

She didn't know if she could make it back before dark. There was no one here. It would be terrifying at night. Just the thought of it made her hair stand on end with fear. Because her vision was blurred by tears, Samantha didn't notice the stones underfoot. Her high heels stepped on them, causing her to stumble harshly. Her body immediately lost balance and fell to the ground. Her palms hit the concrete, leaving countless bloodstains. Tiny drops of blood oozed out from them. Her feet hurt, her hands hurt, her legs hurt, and Samantha couldn't hold back her emotions any longer. Angry, she picked up a stone from the ground and threw it fiercely, cursing under her breath.

“That I would fall back to you and love you after she left. Or maybe you were sure that she would never come back then she wouldn't have me just like you couldn't.” I pulled her close and whispered. “I bet it never occurred to you that she would change her face and come back to haunt you motherf**ker.” Samantha stared wide-eyed at me. Her hands are no longer attempting to pry my fingers open. She is frozen with shock. “You are not joking. She is… is really alive.” Her lips parted and her face paled. It is as if she transformed into a ghost right before my eyes. I have never seen Samantha this scared in my entire life with her.

As the dark shadows loomed closer, Samantha's heart raced with fear. She turned to Adrian, her eyes wide with apprehension. "What do we do now?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the eerie silence of the forest. Adrian's jaw tightened as he scanned their surroundings. "We need to find shelter," he replied, his voice low and urgent. "Quickly, follow me." They dashed through the dense undergrowth, the branches scratching at their arms and faces. Samantha's pulse pounded in her ears as she struggled to keep up with Adrian's swift pace. Fear gnawed at her insides, threatening to overwhelm her.