Novel & Cerita Sam Winchester Fanfiction

Samantha leaned back against Cain, her hand resting lightly over her stomach. Cain leaned close, his lips brushing her ear. “Look at them,” he whispered. “They are happy,” She smiled and felt his hands covering hers over her stomach. “Because of you.” She tilted her head, pressing her forehead to his. “Because of us.” He kissed her softly, not bothered about the pack members. She smiled against his lips and mumbled under her breath, “You made me whole, Cain.” He chuckled and pulled back, his gaze meeting hers, “So do you, Sam. I love you and I promise to take care of you and this tiny pumpkin.”

"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. **

“You need to go, Damian. It’s not going to work between us. We both want something different. Besides, you got what you needed. There’s nothing more I can give.” “You must have not heard me,” Damian started as he finally stood up. Sam just stood and looked at him. “I think I had made it clear a few times already that I just don’t want your shares, Samantha,” he continued seriously. He stopped in front of her and looked down at her in an intimidating way. “I want you. I want to sate myself with you and God knows how long it’s going to be. I want to moved my hands around your body, feeling your soft and silky skin and feel it become hot at my touch.”

Samantha implied that Blake bleeding out was worth it as long as Anita never showed up in front of Andrew, and her secound mistake was calling Anita a human when she was supposed to be one herself. "You heard me right you fat pig, are you deaf now?" Growled Samantha who was resisting with her last breath the urge to morph and scratch her rival in love fat face with her claws, but she knew instinctively that the guys surrounding them would pounce on her before she even completed her transformation.

"Please, be careful. And… When it's done, let me take care of your wounds. You're hurt. Or, perhaps, forget about that man. Why not stay with us now and treat your injuries? You're a woman, after all. You don't need to do this." Samantha ignores the rest of Susan's words and glances at her skin that seems like some plastic. It melts and creates several holes. The pain and the heat that engulfs her like a blazing inferno is hidden behind the snicker that forms on her face, "This is nothing. I can deal with this myself." With that being said, Samantha exits the shack elegantly, eyes flash bloody. She immediately looks for that psychopath man as she finds herself being possessed with inextingui

Samantha POV Last night did me good. Not only did I get rid of all the pent-up tension, but I also got my wish. When I ran into Tyson and we figured out we were mates, it just wasn’t what I wanted. He’s from the same world but then again from a different species, and even so he was a hot and amazing lover. He was not Marcus, and Marcus was the one I intended to get and be with, but I could work with this for a while.

He did NOT look forward to her meeting Guillame anytime soon, ancestor or not. She giggled and wrinkled her nose at him. "I have secret powers that I've never told you about. I'm really a witch named Samantha." She laughed at the confused look on his face. "Didn't watch much TV in the '60's huh? That's OK, I love you even if you aren't culturally adept." She grinned ear to ear and molded herself into his body.

Win starts playing with Richard so that Samantha can be fully tended to. Bright sees Samantha standing in the bathroom, staring down at her socks. He knocks on the doorframe and she looks up at him, tears in her dark eyes. Her sweats look undamaged, but there's a very obvious bulge and sag in the front. Bright offers her a sweet smile and steps forward.

I fell to my knees as the wolfsbane weakened me. "Let me go!he needs help!" Samantha screamed stopping on her captive's foot. Finally succeeding, she ran towards me but his hand snaked out to grab her arm holding her back. "Where do you think you're going to beautiful?"he asked as she tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "Let me go!I need to go help my husband!" she cried. He leaned in closer to whisper.

Hunter asked as Samantha glared at him. “Fuck off, Hunter. Leave me alone,” Samantha snarled as she was weaving through the crowd. Her skin burned and her breaths were heavy. Scarlet was quiet inside their mind link but she snarled whenever Hunter was close by. ‘Great, just great! Now you have found your mate, you’re as quiet as a mouse. I thought you hated being this… submissive,’ Samantha taunted her wolf but Scarlet didn’t rise to her bait. She grunted underneath her breaths.