Sam Novels & Stories

Samara bitted her lip before finally saying, "Mommy borrowed 500 million IDR from Mr. Kevin, and in return, Sammy had to work for Mr. Kevin until mommy could pay back the debt. And… this is part of the job Sammy has to do." Shawn opened his mouth, but he couldn't throw words for a few seconds. "Fuck! She sold you out?" asked Shawn indignant.

{SAMANTHA’S POV} Samantha raced the BMW on the outskirts of Boston, Sam in the passenger seat beside her, heading along the highway towards Salem. She was increasingly annoyed at the growing difficulty in finding his dad. She’d been sure, when she’d seen those Facebook messages, when Sam had told her with such excitement that he’d been in touch with him, that this would be easy. She would just take him to his dad’s house, and from there it would be a direct path to the sword.

” He stood in front of them, looking from Sean to Camille, smiling. “It's an honor to meet you too.” Sean offered a handshake. “And you must be?” ”Ah—I'm Mr. Sam. A businessman, I had a share in your father's company while he was still alive.“ he said. ”It's fine if you don't recognize me, you were still little then.“ he laughed and Sean smiled a little. ”See you around Mr. Sam. It was a pleasure meeting you.“ Sean gently said politely. ”Oh, it's no problem. Here is my card.“ he brought out a business card from his pocket giving it to Sean. ”Let's have a drink sometime and have a little chat.“

- I asked softly. He flinches without saying anything. - Nobody will hurt you here, but to help you, I need answers. - My name's Sam, and I belong to the Blue River Pack. I knew that pack. We were allies. It was a small pack led by a good Alpha. - I'll call your Alpha to get you. My son whimpers, and I put my hand on his chest. - You are my son's mate. Do you know that? The boy nodded.

Samantha cried, trying to shoulder the severe pain she was feeling all over her waists. “Get me my phone,” she ordered. Madam Kate stood up and rushed out of the bathroom. She returned, holding Samantha's cellphone. Samantha sniffed as she put a call through to Sasha. “Hello,” Sasha's melodious voice sounded cheerfully from the phone. “Bitch, it's time,” Samantha said with a smirk.

She then tried once again but it was just the same… last, she did try it again but still, no one is answering. “I told you, they were busy,” Samantha said. “Geez, those people. Useless.” It’s Helen. “Anyway, how are you feeling?” Helen asked as she turned her attention to Sam. “All good. But a little bit dizzy.” “Why do you have to faint—shoot I almost forgot, you hate seeing blood.” Samantha nodded; she was afraid of blood. She’s hemophobic. “Did they dispatch that thing already?” Sam asked as she was talking about the cat’s head.

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

"No excuses, Aurora, or I swear, I kill you!" "Killing me on my birthday? Nah! You can do better, Sam." I winked. She grinned wide, wickedly flashing her whites. "Yeah, you are right. I won't kill you. I will keep you in a vegetative state. Better?" "Ugh!" Stefan groaned from beside. "You chose the wrong profession, sis." Yeah, we all knew that. Sammy was a Romano—through and through. **

They both smiled at her and Samantha waved. "You remember Taylor and this is 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" Sean finished and they all stared at her. "Hi" Samantha said softly. "Wow. She's amazing" Tom mumbled as he stood up and walked closer to her. Mike followed him, nodding. "It's nice to meet you, Samantha" Mike said as they reached her.

I asked smiling changing the subject as I glanced over to her for a split second before returning my gaze to the road. "Yeah they were ve-" "They?" I asked confused. "Yeah, she works very closely with her assistant joh-" "She?" "Yes Starr she," she replied laughing "I would like to meet her," "Starr," "You're going to be spending most of your time with her and I'm sure Jason would like to meet Johnathan," I replied quite serious earning a laugh from her. "First of all Johnathan is gay," "And is she?" "She's straight," "So were you," I reasoned and she laughed