Romans & histoires Sam Holland

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

That bloodied scene was exactly what Jake had walked in on. “Wake up, pig! Come on. Father has a gift for you.” Amanda’s cruel chuckles woke Calista the following morning. The younger sister stood outside the pen, smirking as she took in the sight of Calista covered in filth. “What do you want…?” Calista managed, her voice a hollow rasp. The blood on her skin had dried into a stiff crust overnight, the metallic scent mixing with the stench of the pen. “Nothing, sister,” Amanda mocked, pouting with theatrical sadness. “Aside from wanting to inform you that Leo and I are officially engaged, I just wanted to see if you were still breathing.”

“ So what can you tell us about these hunters?” I asked her to make her a sandwich just the way she likes it, three slices of ham, mayo, mustard and a pickle on the side with mustard on it. With a glass of sweet tea “ Thank you. And not much I’ve only come across one, once or twice from a distance.” She said taking a bite out of her pickle “ well I’ll take what I can get anything would be helpful” I assured her making myself food as well

I need to reject you, for the sake of the pack. “I'm sorry, Sam.” I need to do this now. “I, Cain Holland, reject you, Samantha Earhart, as my mate and Luna,” he said, and took a deep breath. Samantha's breath was caught in her throat, her body frozen in disbelief. The weight of his words crash upon her like a tidal wave, shattering the dreams and hopes she had nurtured for so long. Her mind struggled to comprehend the rejection, her heart breaking with each passing moment.

Ryker broke down on the floor as he watched Sasha standing behind Samantha with a smirk plastered on her lips. Mrs Clyde gulped, watching the men pave way for Samantha and Ryan. They both took their stand before her gallantly. “Checkmate?” Samantha smirked, shooting her a baleful glance. Mrs Clyde didn't respond as she felt the weight of Ryker's arms pulling her. He was sitting on the floor weeping heavily with his hand holding his mother tightly. “I am Samantha Hamilton, sister of Vanessa, the young innocent woman murdered by you and your son!” Samantha shot. “Argh!!” The people gasped.

Martha gave Ashton a sly smile. "Babe, you want to take down Roxy's Summit Media, right? Well, the woman in there is Samantha Andler, a rising star who's already an award-winning actress. She just came back after filming wrapped up for one of her projects, so I invited her over to my place tonight. "Do you know that Samantha alone brings in 30% of Summit Media's revenue? If you can poach her to Evermore Media, Summit Media would basically fall apart!"

She nodded back with a smile. "Here is the proof of it." Liam said plugging the USB into the laptop and projecting all the content inside on the screen in front of us making everyone's mouth wide open with shock. Samantha getting shocked was understatement, she is hurt and angry at the same time as soon as she looks at it. She gets up from his seat and storms towards the culprit. "SAM..YOU ASSHOLE!!" "Samantha calm down." I said pulling Samantha apart from Sam.

Mia gave Samantha a weird look. "Why I feel like you are into someone?" Samantha's head shot upwards to stare at her. Then quickly averted her gaze. "Hm, let me search your name and find out about you." Samantha's mouth quickly turned open as she watched Mia type her name on the browser. Mia's brows started to furrowed a bit. "Your surname's Hilton now and not Hudson anymore? Oh my gosh! You are the step-sister of Tristan Hilton? Such a small world, you are the one they're talking about on their recent interview." Samantha immediately covered Mia's mouth.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

“And this is—” “You don’t need to introduce her,” Savannah interrupts. “This is Samantha Webber, aka Sam, from Ohio. Dual major in Art and Digital Media, mostly focused on painting. Second-semester sophomore at this fine institution. And before the world fell apart, she had an internship at the Met—restoration department.” She strides over and extends her hand. “Pleasure to meet such a bright young talent. I’m Savannah Carmichael.” I’m a little dazzled by how much she knows about me. I dumbly shake her hand and take the dollop of hand sanitizer she offers. “The pleasure’s all mine,” I mumble.