Sam From Twilight Novels & Stories

Samuel teased and got up to take his bag. Just as he greeted other boys and even took Lysander's contact, a newcomer came into the room. Samuel wasn't facing the door until a hand tapped him from behind. He believed it to be Dalton. "How bad did you want to die, dude?" He turned around, expecting to see Dalton but instead, he saw HIM! Suraj Athasha... the Lycan he... Suraj waved and smiled pleasantly just sinisterly. "Hi Sam. Nice to meet you again."

“My name is Sam. I am the son of the Green Lake’s Alpha. You can call me Sammy. I am going to live with you from now on.” Amelia cried without making any sound. Tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes. “Nice to meet you, too,” she said, reaching out her trembling little hand to him. “I am Amelia, the daughter of the Blue Forest Alpha. You can call me … Amy.” Sam smiled. He held her little hand, then wrapped it in his big, warm palm. “I feel like I am already in love with you, Amy. I promise we will be happy,” he said.

I felt someone sliding next to me, I look up and see Tyler. " Long time no see man." he said. " How did you know it's me?" I asked " Dude you're sitting in a dark corner you're not invisible." he replied. Sam giggling at him on the other side of me " Prince Tyler this is my friend Samantha Hendricks. Samantha this is Prince Tyler the heir of the fox shifters." They nod at each other in acknowledgement. " Bro our peeps are gonna freak when they see you." Tyler said with a huge grin.

A guy greeted us as he walked to us. "Hi," I replied. "Can I know you?" I asked. "I am Samuel, a lead defender" He replied. "It is nice meeting you," I replied. "I can see you are getting along and you are adapting to my troublesome sister" He replied with a smirk walking away "Damn you, Samson" Sara replied with a friendly annoyance and I chuckled. "He is your brother" I asked to confirm his claim. "Yeah.. My troublesome brother, ``she replied. "You twins?" I asked.

Alex said, emphasizing the title and he chuckled when fire flashed in his friend's blue depths. Let Damien wonder what he was going to do in Ariel's room. Let Damien think about it all day long. Maybe it would get him to admit that he was a jealous territorial bastard when it came to the maid he so claimed he hated. Alex laughed at the thought. It would be a sight to see. Elle would most certainly lose her mind. "Beta Alex," a bright-eyed maid greeted, smiling and glancing at Alex underneath long, dark lashes. "Samantha," Alex gave a curt nod before continuing.

he asked and I snarled. "Sammy has been getting threatening notes a couple times a day since Saturday. She didn't tell anyone of course, and the fucker even dropped one in her bedroom while she was showering in the adjoining bathroom this morning. On top of all that, the future beta of the Dark Moon pack is missing and has been for over a week but no one noticed it until this weekend. Oh, yeah and Sam's been seeing someone who looks like Alpha David around town. You know, the supposedly dead guy that abused and tortured her as a child?" I spat out at him. Trevor just blinked at me for a moment.

It was strange, but she was slowly realizing that this was really happening—this had happened, by this time Amelia was singing and whistling and eating breakfast with her parents. But this time, Amelia had one more thing to do before the breakfast. She grabbed her phone and dialled Samara’s number. Samara owed her one for helping her get her niece away from her abusive father. The man was a villainous monster, and he was an Alpha, too. Samara’s sister, Seraphina had fallen in love with the man, and they had become the chosen mates. It was kind of unseen, the mating between witches and wolves, but it happened here and there.

{SAMANTHA’S POV} Samantha woke at the crack of dawn, and looked over. There, in bed beside her, was the teenage boy. Sam. He had been so easily seduced. She almost felt bad. She knew she had violated a law in sleeping with a human, but this one was so young and fresh, she had decided to bend the rules. Why not? No one would ever know. Of course, she would never tell, and she wouldn’t keep Sam alive long enough to tell anyone himself. Once every few hundred years, she had to indulge. It was the least she could allow herself.

She knew, yet, she didn’t have a choice. Samantha, formerly called Sam by her friends back at her pack, wasn’t one that was cut out for a rogue life. Right from birth, she was catered for by her parents, until they passed away when she was 17. Since then, she has worked hard at the Alpha’s house to remain on her feet, until her former mate, Derrick found her.