Sam Hensley Novels & Stories

River's POV During my few stays at the mansion, I also found delightment that also came with responsibility because I was assigned by Spencer to manage his foundation. I don't really think that one Spencer Vilavide cares about the elderly and children who have been abandoned by their families and orphaned by their parents. I know Spencer has many flaws. That is not hidden from my knowledge because I have seen and know what he does behind the public eye. He has illegal businesses that you really don't want to be involved in because of this chaotic system, but on the other hand, he has more legal businesses to cover up his true personality. Everyone knows that he is ruthless and impatient, so

And there he stood. A tall, broad-shouldered man with long, jet-black hair that fell down his back like ink, his eyes a brilliant stormy gray that crackled with untamed power. He wore a floor-length black robe made of something that shimmered like woven smoke, a garment that felt alive. There was a presence about him—something ancient, something unearthly. “Finally,” he said, his voice low and smooth, like a melody soaked in danger. “We meet, Serena.” Serena shot up from her seat, her eyes narrowing. “Who the hell are you?”

, Hillary said in affirmation and turned back to his former position. The girl-Thelma looked at me in a way that suggested that she was expecting something from me, raising her eyebrows. "Oow.... I'm Ch-Sam...I'm Sam, thought I said that before", I said, smiling, "riding my bike" down memory lane, actually riding a few blocks back. "Won't you ask for my number?", she asked, turning shy all of a sudden. 🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅

“He has his own twisted ways. This feels different. More internal. Hensley maybe.” Ryan’s face darkened. “That bastard has been quiet for too long.” “I thought I could trust him among the other wolves, but not anymore,” I muttered, shutting the folder. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Before either of us could answer, the door creaked open and Mr. Hensley himself strolled in, wearing a smug little smile and holding two coffee cups. He extended one to Ryan, who didn’t take it, and then to me.

"I've not heard of this famous company.." "I doubt you watch TV," Sam said and giggled. "Davis Hurley.. Got a picture of him?" "Yea.. I took one with me yesterday," Sam said and brought out his phone from his jacket pocket and showed me the picture. "Is this him?" I asked with my eyes wide and he nodded. This is the green eyed guy. I knew he was just not an ordinary guy. He's been lying to Helena all this while. The fool thought he was an ordinary citizen. I got to tell her this.

Lisa blurted out. Samuel's face darkened, and he angrily pointed at her. "How dare you? One more disrespectful word about Mr. Henderson, and I'll tear your head off!" Lisa's face paled in fright, and her whole body trembled. She couldn't figure out why the famous Samuel Hills would care so much about a convict. "Tell me about what happened back then," Woody said as he sat down. Helen sat beside Woody and told the frightened Lisa, "We'll pay for your story."

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

"Hi, Hazel. It's me, Sam. How are you?" "Sammy!! My oh my!! Congrats girl. I am so happy for you. We all are. Engaged to a foreign hottie, you lucky little daisy pie." Hazel occasionally lets her southern expressions out. Hazel Rose Hawthorne, my best girlfriend. I don't have many girlfriends, but I had Hazel whenever I needed help with boys, and Robbie was useless. She doesn't date much; she still believes in a life without love. I think she will end up with fifty cats and a large dog if she keeps it up.

"Ekron wanted to prove he's his father's son. He'll continue where Eligor left off, taking over packs one by one." "I'm contacting Levi, you tell me if you hear anything from Allison." Gene tells Samuel, who suddenly grabs his neck, screaming his mates name as his clutches at his mark. I can see the pain in his face before he stops screaming, I've felt that pain and I grab Coal's hand to remind myself that he's still here. I've got no doubt when I look at Samuel writhing and sobbing on the floor, that Allison is dead, Ekron might be alive and the war is far from over.

he said while rubbing the back of his head. “Alpha?” I asked curiously. “Shut up and go back to work,” Dash said as he was about to push me away. However, Dane intervened and grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulling him back to his seat. “Don’t touch her,” Dane commanded. “You shouldn’t be alpha. You’ve become weak since Selena passed!” Dash angrily threw his glass on the floor, causing it to shatter. “What makes this girl so special? I thought you said she was underage.”