Sam Gaze Novels & Stories

He tried to guess Camelia's safe and bank passwords, but everything needed to be fixed. Samuel gripped the steering wheel of his car tightly. His breathing was rough; his eyes kept staring at the red light that forced his car to stop. His hand impatiently beating the horn repeatedly, he drove the vehicle again at high speed, defending the streets of São Paulo. Samuel swerved onto the shoulder of the road, getting out of his car. Combing his mane up, he took out a cigarette from his pocket. Quickly burn the tobacco and then smoke it in a high exhale of smoke.

Once they were located, Joseph closed the door. "He worked for me," Sage said, leaning back in the butter-colored leather chair. Amanda raised her eyebrows. The sage's resolve weakens. "We. He works for us." Amanda is the second largest shareholder. He nodded. Joseph entered the road and they drove for a few seconds before being forced to stop. Car horns blared as traffic pounded around them. Sage felt suffocated sitting in his limo in his suit. He tugged at his collar again, wishing he could climb the Mountains or surf in the beach.

Mister Sage responded. Steve was taken aback. "What? Someone had the nerves to cause trouble here?" "I would've hung them out to dry if this happened in my hometown," Mister Sage grumbled. Tha man's name was Sammy Sage, one of the gold miners from Westhill with quite a reputation to his name. He was not to be messed with as well and had been responsible for a life or two in his fight for a gold mine. He had gotten rather rich in the past few years and was now entering the city to make it big.

She asked hopefully. Brianna grimaced. "No, we don't have any record of him yet. But we know that Samantha Grayson landed in OR Tambo less than two hours ago." MJ went rigid, her eyes fixated on the desk. "I swear none of us had any idea about this, she's been distancing herself since the whole identity scandal," Brianna said hastily. What on earth was Samantha doing in South Africa? MJ had been ignoring her since she returned from SA and she decided to cut her off. Hopefully, Samantha's trip was not part of some revenge scheme. "Thank you, Brianna. Will that be all?"

You can see me like that anytime. Zayn : Sara whatever happened you must return to me okay? I can't live without you. Sara : okay I promise. Let me cook for you. Then Sara went to cook. Zayn is still thinking about his nightmare and talking himself. Zayn : if anything happened to Sara this time, I'll kill myself too. (In Gupta mansion) Sam's father talking with Sam in study room. His dad : what you decided? Sam : I'm going to London , I decided to handle our business there but I have one condition.

Astral War Sage had taken her time as she pulled her navy-blue fiat into Megan’s driveway. They had some practicing to do today, and Sage wanted to show her a few things on the computer. She knew that she would have to break into some sort of program before the night would be over, but she wasn’t prepared for what she would see. Opening Megan’s front door Sage was greeted by Sara running down the hallway barking and wagging her tail. Bending down Sage patted her head and watched as she went back toward the bedroom.

I countered. That got a reaction. Subtle. But real. From the others. I stepped closer to the table, glancing briefly at the layout. Maps. Routes. Timelines. I recognized enough. “I know about the Camden reroute,” I said. “I understand your shipping patterns. Your timing windows. Your blind spots.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not involved in operations.” “I’ve been paying attention.” “That doesn’t qualify you.” “I’m not trying to qualify,” I said calmly. “I’m solving your problem.”

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

By, Tamar writes (STRIPE 2) A black van was seen speeding very fast in a rough bush. The ride was a really bumpy ride due to the rocky nature of the road. "So this is the shortcut you talked about" Cleopatra glared and Cisco then scoffed. Aurelio held a serious look on his face as he drove through the busy at full speed. He tapped a button on his earbud. "Indigo, how's our target's location?" He asked.

Sam is a boy who’s only six years old. Sam didn’t say anything, just kept his head low. Probably because he was feeling low. He is new to this NGO. He came here a few days back. His condition was too vulnerable at that time. It was a rainy day when the staff of the HOME found him on the road, sitting all alone in a corner of the bridge, drenching in rain.