Sam Holland Novels & Stories

Ughh. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Samantha’s POV

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.

Gene snarls, no longer hiding his disgust for the man in front of him. "Because of Ekron." Samuel cries out, rubbing his face with his palms. "Eligor had Ekron and threatened to kill him if we didn't do what he wanted." "Ekron? Eligor's son? Why would you care about him?" I ask, remembering how Samuel tried to distract the black wolf from getting at me. Samuel bows his head, chewing his bottom lip and then, seemingly making his decision, he raises his head, his jaw pushed out in determination.

I turned around and Channing was standing there with hurt in her eyes. "Yes. Her mate is Richard Brickenden." "You mean John R. E. Brickenden?" She asked, tilting her head with confusion. "What's the R and the E for?" Was his name really not Richard Brickenden? "Richard Earkenhait. We had a run in with him back when I was just a kid." So she didn't lie about her mate, but she never told us what her mate did. She was hiding something. "Do you know what she's the Founder of?"

I said softly to myself, and then I started reading what was written in the article. [ALECK: A while back I had a fling with one of the cashiers in the Walmart I'm working on as a supervisor. Oh, my. Tall, gorgeous, long-legged blonde with a radiant smile and a fantastically toned body. Great taste in fashion, music, food, booze, and excellent lingerie.

Sean nodded to a blond man and woman. The man had blue eyes and the woman had green. They both smiled at her and Samantha waved. "You remember Taylor and this Mike and Tom. They are warriors too" Sean explained as Samantha examined them. Mike had red hair and green eyes and Tom had dark brown hair and brown eyes. "This is Samantha, everyone" Sea finished and they all stare at her "Hi" Samantha said softly. "Wow. She is amazing" Tom mumbled as he stood and walked closer to her. Mike followed him, nodding.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Samantha informed. “Well, try Alpha Rolf then,” Clara suggested. Samantha did just that. “Hello?” a deep voice answered the phone. “Hello, this is Samantha Lion. Who am I speaking to?” she asked. “Cain,” was the response. “Well Cain, may I please speak to your Alpha?” Samantha requested. “She’s unavailable,” Cain replied. Samantha was baffled. “She? Is this the Dark Moon Pack? Alpha Rolf’s pack?” “No, it isn’t,” Cain said before hanging up.

Liam decided to ask about Hannah's past life and parents, he asked, "can I know more about your past and precisely your parents?" Hannah sighed. "My father led a small pack, but his territory bordered a much larger and more powerful pack. The leader of the larger pack was a ruthless and cruel man, who constantly threatened my father and his pack. One day, the other pack attacked, and my father fought while trying to protect me. But it didn't go well as he was heavily wounded. Just then another pack arrived, led by a strong and brave man named Lawrence Casey. He and his pack drove off the attacking pack and saved my father and my remaining pack members. But my father didn't make it. He asked

The walls trembled as if the island itself had grown weary of holding so much hatred and darkness within its bounds. Serena stood at the center of it all, glowing with a light not born of this world. Her wolf, Nene, had fully awakened within her—feral and majestic, divine and merciless. Power pulsed from her body in waves, like a second heartbeat, loud and resonating. Her white hair whipped around her like a stormcloud, her silver eyes lit with blinding resolve.