Sam Kiska Novels & Stories

Sam jerked up immediately "I got into trouble at the wine gallery and so he helped out. The bill is half my salary for two years so I had to beg him for his help. In return, he asked me to be his girlfriend for a month," "For a month?" Karen repeated "And you agreed? That's risky, Sam. A lot can go on in a month," Sam leaned back in the chair, "Life's all about risk, Karen. Even you took the risk," "Mine's different, I'm dieing so-" "You're what?" Sam's loud voice turned everyone's attention to them. When no one was looking, Sam whispered, "You're dieing??" "No-no, I meant.. I'm dieing to uhm..live my dream which is marrying Kevin." Karen quickly turned the tables around "It is not your drea

Samantha said, “He’s a friend of my husband who worked as a warehouse keeper for the SK Group. His family isn’t wealthy but his parents are still well and alive. However, he’s a very dependable, good-natured, and straightforward man. Everything else about him is only ordinary. He has some savings but it isn’t much—about thirty thousand dollars or so.” Amity said in astonishment, “Savings of about thirty thousand dollars? That’s quite a lot considering that I haven’t saved up any money even after living frugally for so many years.” “That doesn’t count because you gave all your money to your mom,” Samantha countered. “Isn’t he out of a job now that SK has shut down?”

“Enough with the pretending. I remember when I was chatting with your boss, he mentioned that you had a red patch on your butt. He said other people have birthmarks on their faces, but you have one on your butt!” “What are you talking about? You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Kenji. I'm Samuel Kieran from Wind City. I’ve been there since I was a child, and I only recently came to Harbor City!” “Samuel Kieran, huh? Alright, then I’ll investigate your identity thoroughly!” Fatso, though rude, was not reckless. He turned to Sonnet and said, “I’ll detain him for now and let you know when I have more information.”

Vaskal offered, but Samantha shook her head and replied, "You can just give me a glass of water, I don't want to bother you." When Samantha stared into Vaskal Stein's eyes, she spoke hesitantly and with a tinge of fear. Yes. It was pretty uneasy. Vaskal Stein's face, with its full beard, thick mustache, and grey hair that resembled her grandmother, didn't exactly look kindly in her eyes, and the location was utterly new to her. "So, was your trip really that boring?"

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.

I explained to Kanya about Siska; doesn’t she should have to explain Samuel to me? “Eros, I’m ready.” It turns out I didn’t wait that long, Kanya was pretty fast, and she was also not dressed up like other women, which took hours. She only changed her clothes and used a thin powder on her face, and she also didn’t use lipstick because her lips were naturally red. “You’re pretty fast,” I said with a smile. Then I got up and walked out. 🍁🍁🍁 We were already in the car. Kanya suggested eating at one of the cafes she always went to with Samuel Wijaya. I don’t know why every time Samuel Wijaya’s name comes out of those red lips, I feel annoyed.

“Come, send word to Peter. Tell him that every single one of his men died in Prince York’s hands and that Harvey, the man he had been thinking about all this time, was Prince York himself all along.” “Another thing. Since the tricks that we use with the gangsters and the gray area were proven to be ineffective to Prince York, is it fine if you do something about it, Master Baker?” Sam replied slowly, “I’m from San Francisco. My license to kill might not be useful in Buckwood.” Naturally, Sam of the Baker family and San Francisco’s top man, had an extraordinary background. As for his ability to kill, unfortunately he could not do so anywhere he wanted.

Even the icon for the power of the wolf nation, she could only lie in a white chest. "Princess, I waited for you so much, even when you were lying like this I still loved you," said a man. He is Samuel, or better known as Sam. He was secretly in a relationship with Arnanta's daughters Jeff and Brizel because he knew that the caste difference between them would definitely not be approved by Marcus. "I hope you come back in a different form,"

"What do you think others will say when they become sober and hear what happened? "You made a fool out of us Kelsi! Rita ranted angrily. "You know what? You don't deserve us, stay away from us! Rita warned me, and walked away. I slowly turned watching everyone with their partners, there I was alone. Tears rushed out of my eyes, regret filed my heart. I wish there could be a repeat of what happened, so I can angrily tell Lexy to get lost. I couldn't not, he was the one who gave me my first kiss, the only guy I have ever fallen in love with.

The strange man looks at Nathan from head to toe. “Ah, you must be the CEO of JR Media!” He realizes. “They told me you were ruddy handsome but I didn’t expect a kid to be here!” Hans chortles at his lame joke but Nathan is unflinched. “I’m Parker Samuels,” he lies. “And this is my date, Samantha Jackson.” Halsey is unsure why they’re using fake names but she nods at the strange man who’s eyeing her with skepticism. “Welcome to my humble abode,” Hans smirks. “You may check out our latest casino spots. We’ve recently added a few more tables. I’m sure we can accommodate the mighty CEO of JR Media!”