Sam Holland Novels & Stories

“I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.” “As for Arianna being an only child, then you are very wrong. Alpha Malakai De Mori, son of Mariana and the late Alpha Lorenzo De Mori has taken his rightful position as true Alpha. Your mate has been sentenced to an excommunicado by the order of the elders.” He said, and I glared at the man who smirked.

Quickly, she picked up where smartphone and put a cross across Mr Welch, her manager. "Mr Welch. Yeah. It's me. Can you help me check for someone by the name Tristan Delaware? He's Italian. Yes. A model. I just saw him on the internet. Help me check for his records just to be sure. Okay. Will be waiting." Samantha said and cut the call, focused back on the heart racing pictures on her screen. "Wow. This is hot." Samantha mumbled. She got up from her hed, wore her flip-flops and traced her steps to Nelson's room.

Sammy says as she approached my desk. I'm trying to push back the vision of bending her over my desk, rolling up that skirt and slapping that tight ass of hers. "Uh...It's fine. Samantha Gale. This is Alpha Jackson of Red Rock." I introduce her, slightly rising from my chair. Luke stands up. "Samantha." He flashes her a smile. "Please, call me Sammy." She smiles back. "Sammy....That's cute." He grins. I clear my throat. Luke looks over at me as I shoot him a look.

Samantha ominously smirked amidst the continued clamor of confusion among the media. "Yes, a Wright. Oh, I forgot to mention it. Anyway, she's Doctor Abigail Marie Sandoval-Wright. My dear brave Lucy's wife. My favorite nephew. But please don't tell the others that CEO Lucas Alexander is my favorite" With an index on her lips, she comically whispered in the microphone. "We will pretend we didn't hear that again Aunt Sam" Lissie giggles while the rest shakes their heads in amusement. "Yes, Lissie doll, it's a secret you must not know" Samantha casually responded.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

she said with a sigh, taking a sip from her straw. Lilly had the face of an angel adorned with tattoos. There was one just above her eyebrow and several scattered along her arms. She had honey blonde hair, dark brown eyes, a mole above her lip, a septum piercing, and multiple piercings in her earlobe. Leah had shoulder-length red hair and caramel-brown skin that matched her eyes. Zeek had dark brown hair and eyebrows, with a small patch of white on his hand that he had turned into an art piece. I noticed he had vitiligo, which fascinated me.

Olly said, totally ignoring Elijah. "Like Susie Hale?" Hade said. Olly's face brightened up like he just had a realization. "Exactly like Susie Hale." The two laughed while Elijah scoffed. "It's not her, you dumbfucks." "Aw come on little bro, no need to be shy," Olly taunted even more. "Oh shut it. She's not even in the Harvest yet," Elijah said to him. "Precisely. You, little brother, have the Vandenberg blood flowing in you," Olly teased and laughed harder. Hade buried his face on the bed to suppress the sound of so much laughter coming from him.

God I feel stupid, why did I think that she'd actually call me, that was idioti- my phone vibrated again, another unknown number. "You have the wrong number." I said as soon as I picked it up. "Oh I'm sorry," a female voice sounded, but it wasn't hers, "I saw this number listed as her emergency contact," I sighed, of course Jonathan would do that, "she's drunk and sleeping on the couch and I called the other number, but-" I stood up and walked to the door, grabbing my car keys on the way, "What's the address?" I asked. "107 beach drive." she replied and hung up.

I walked over to my phone, dialed Ethan, and turned away from her as it rang. “Alpha,” he answered on the first ring. “I need you to arrange something,” I said. “You’re hiring someone for my company. Her name’s Sienna De Luca.” There was a pause on the other end. “Understood. What position?” “Something flexible. Remote if necessary. High-paying. You know the drill.” Ethan chuckled. “You’re giving her what she wants without letting her know it’s coming from you.” “Exactly.” “Does she know?” “No,” I said, turning to glance at her. She was watching me curiously, her brows furrowed.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."