Sam Loud House Novels & Stories

Actually, I’d like to think the latter. Three weeks after the incident someone had claimed that the place has been sold to him a month ago. A bullshit coincidence, I know. The meat shop was perfect to operate any illegal business because of the underground basement that covered the whole block and has numerous exit tunnels for getaways. I licked my lips in anticipation as the establishment’s door clicked shut. I know who they are. I know what they did. And I perfectly know what would happen to them. ‘Later.’ I told to myself. ‘Be patient, there’s a lot of time to play later.’

If he wanted to spend more time close to Samuel now, I saw no reason to stop him. But Samuel was behaving strangely. Despite the stifling heat, he didn't bother restoring the electricity to the house. Every night, he lay in the pitch-black room, sweating as if he were in a sauna. In the middle of the night, sometimes he cried, and sometimes he laughed. He was like a madman. He cleaned the courtyard and the house until they were spotless, even piquing Jessie's curiosity as she observed from next door. She caught him staring blankly at the gate and asked, "Are you planning to sell the house? But this is a haunted house. It won't be easy to sell it."

” She asked. Samuel entered inside the house with his tall figure emitting an aura of danger, he didn’t need her to invite him in, his patience had already run out and he was tired of Camila’s continuous harassment. With a cold and emotionless voice he asked” who bought you this house? “he was giving her a dark look. Camila avoided his stare. Really, she wondered what was the big deal with the house. All the same she couldn’t handle his accusing stare. “It’s none of your business” Camila replied defiantly.

Mita stood stunned and rooted to the spot, she was shocked when she heard what Samaira just said “Sell this house!. Are you out of your mind?,” though she panicked when she heard Samaira, she wouldn't show it She knew that if she decided to sell the house no one could stop her because after all Samaira was the legal owner of this house, but she could definitely not allow this to happen “Samaira, so much for all your fake love for your handicap brother and dying nephew, you want to sell this house and bring us all on roads just because we asked you to leave this morning, you are so cheap, so vicious Samaira, I ..,”

"Asshole! You screwed with the wrong person. You have seen only one side of me. Now you see my other side too. " "You have made the biggest mistake by touching my wife. I’ll not let you come out easily. By the time you come out, I’ll have ruined your entire business life. " Samuel said while smiling devilishly "What do you mean?" Austin asked him back "What are you going to do with my business life?" "Anything, I’ll sell your assets and make you poor." Samuel scared Austin "What?" Austin's eyes widened. Lol, what is Sammy doing? He was well aware that Austin was terrified of becoming a poor person.

He had the intentions of observing the size limit of each of them. Sam was curious to explore the fancy huge duplex where he lives. As he walked around the house and into the various rooms, the chef and the maids made sure to observe his actions to avoid him loitering somewhere that he was not supposed to. If anything should happen to Charles properties they were sure that Sam would not be the chosen one to bear the consequences. The main place they were hoping he would not go in particular was the storage rooms of the hard-drugs, the main reason why the house was referred to as a warehouse.

Earlier that day.... SAM EVENT PLANNERS Mr Sam Hilton sat relaxedly. He was in a good mood. He looked around at his new looking office. Liking that it penetrated only peripherally- ocean green walls, heavy brass lamps, dark leather sofas and chairs, the wooden smell of furniture polish synonymous with new furniture and sweet aroma of cherry tobacco hanging in the air. It looked like a place for everything and everything in it's place. He had drawn the shades close, giving the room the feeling of twilight. The mood of the room was exactly what he needed. His phone rung as expected. He smiled cheekily at the caller ID. Exactly who he had wanted on connect.

“Don’t have a clue but I have a date. She is hiring my house for a while. I still can’t recall how we made that arrangement. Nevertheless it just makes perfect sense.” Sammy laughed going into the back of the shop the foul smelling cloth smack over her mouth. Blackness instantly settles around her. Sammy slowly opened her bleary eyes. She instantly felt the dryness of her throat. Slowly getting into her a sitting position as her world immediately starts to spin even with her still in a sitting position. “Wow!” she whispered hoarsely.