Sam X Bumblebee Novels & Stories

The voice in her head rebuttles back, trying to get Sammy to make a decision. "I like Steve.. He's my favorite!" Sammy suddenly hears, this time from a slightly different toned voice, which she recalls must be the neon green creature. Before Sammy is able to fully comprehend the change in voices, she immediately hears yet another that she can recognize as the bright blue being from her flashback saying "I would choose Jimmy!.. but Samantha..You now have 45 seconds to make the correct decision!"

Ruby smiled as she can easily guess what Ximba was thinking ,"Don't worry my kid is going to be a fighter like his dad, he will not be afraid of speed." Just as Ximba listened her words, he pressed the accelerator so hard and with a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, they reached airport. At the entrance of the airport, Ximba hugged Sam and said, "All the best kiddo and don't forget to invite me on your marriage." Sam smiled and along with others, he entered the airport. (Sam was thinking that he lied to Ximba, little did he know that his little lie is going to become his greatest nightmare when he will reach back)

On the breakfast table they ate quietly, not even looking at each other for once then getting each other's backpack they went different ways. When getting in the car Amyra was surprised the moment she saw her driver was not Peter but someone else. "Where is Peter?" She asked. "Peter is driving Mr Bryant to his office. Mr Bryant said, from today on I am your driver. And if you go somewhere, walk on your legs then you must take me with you." "..." Amyra knew Samuel worked for Xavier. Apart from being a driver, Samuel aka Sam was

"Sasha got shot and Sam's fighting the cops off as best as he can. Basically, we're screwed!" Just then I saw Sam over by an abandoned vehicle across one of the Police cars. His eyes seemed to lock on mine as a bullet struck him in the chest. I watched in horror as he slowly collapsed against the side of a car. "We need to get out of here now!" Ricky urgently shoved me upright. "But-" "Now!" He yelled.

"Ah! C'mon boy! You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Uncle Brian. That'll do." "Ohh! Okay, Uncle Brian." "You sure got a nice apprentice Mike." "Well! Guess what? He's the youngest and was invited by Mister George personally." "Wait! What? Damn boy! Good! Good! Alright, everyone. Get seated." When everyone was seated, they finally left the airport. As they were traveling, Felix got to know that Brian was a bus driver who worked in Los Angeles. He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters.

There was a time not long ago that Beck had the same reputation as Le Blanc. "Fallon, maybe you, Eve, my friend Marcie and I can get together sometime over coffee! I'd love to hear about your studies!" Sam says, grabbing her phone from Ares and handing it over to the shy girl. "That sounds like fun!" she squeals, typing her number into Sam's phone. "I heard you and Ben worked out a deal?" Ares brings up his soon to be brother-in-law while the girls talk to each other.

When Ace was compared to this man, it seemed like Ace was more skillful. Buzz! After going into the car, Samson’s phone vibrated. “Get out of the car. Do not drive. Your car has been sabotaged by some people.” It was Ace. “Don’t say anything. Go out of the car and light up a cigarette.” Ace smiled and said. “Call your assistant and tell him that your car is broken down and can’t be started.” Samson frowned and lit up a cigarette. “Samson, why are you not leaving?” Rose’s car passed by the roadside. She wound down the window and asked.

I hold her tight until she pulls away Sammy ~”Babe it's fine. I am okay.” Becca ~”But mom?” Sammy ~”She does not want to stop and listen so I can talk to her. Everything has blown up completely.” Becca ~”What are you going to do?” Sammy ~”That is why I am here.”

Sammy jumped to the side in fear and immediately widened her eyes - it was Travis' Chevy. - What the hell are you doing? she hissed as Doyle leaned over the passenger seat and opened the door for her. “You’re going down like a tank,” he grinned. - Come on, get in. Samantha didn't want to get into his car again, but for some reason she did. Fastening her seatbelt, she turned and glared coldly at the boy. "Travis, there are too many of you for today," she said. - What is it this time?

“But… the car—I saw your car—” Samuel sighed softly and touched her cheek gently. “The one in that car wasn’t me, Becca.” Rebecca was still stunned. “What do you mean it wasn’t you?” Samuel looked toward the burning car. “The new substitute driver… I told him to take my car to the repair shop because there was a problem with the brakes. I took another car to the police station. Just a few minutes later, I heard about this accident.” Rebecca froze in place. “So… your driver…”