Sam X Cat Novels & Stories

I cried out, my emotions in disarray. Sam's smirk widened, "Relax, Cathy baby. Everything is under control, by the way, how do you love my little game?”

Samantha exclaimed and Sia rolled her eyes watching as Samantha hurried towards the Tv, powering it on and opening her n*****x on the Tv. “Fantasy, thriller, Ya, non fiction, mystery?” Samantha asked. “Fantasy” Sia replied carrying her food and Samantha’s towards the seating room. “You haven't seen Fate, the winx saga right?” Smanatha asked, collecting her plate of food from Sia who immediately shook her head.

Samantha took a sip of her cappuccino, her eyes twinkling with a mix of warmth and mischief. Sensing the weight on Brixlee's shoulders, she decided it was time to share some insights about her brother, Xavier. "Brixlee," Samantha began, her voice gentle yet earnest. "I know Xavier can be quite the enigma sometimes. I just want to make sure you have a clear picture of who he is before you become his wife." Brixlee raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on Samantha. "Please, go on. I would appreciate any insights you can offer."

Selene laughs and pokes her sister in the side. Making their way off the stage, Nicolas and Alexi take a seat with Alexi’s family and Nicolas’s father. In the back of the room in a dark cloak was a petite figure. Somehow, Samantha was able to sneak her way into the packground. Samantha was looking for her parents as she missed them so much. Samantha still hated Alexi for stealing Nicolas away, but she also now loved her mate. Her feelings were torn. Seeing her parents, she walked past them, dropping a note to meet her at their house. Then she walked bravely by the Royal table and dropped a pill into what she believed was Alexis’ cup. Samantha headed out of the campgrounds to her parents' hou

"That box is moving, Samuel!" Samuel chuckled and replied, "It's a gift for you—come and open it up!" I was hesitant, yet I heard a soft meow. My eyes lit up as I rushed over and carefully opened the box. To my surprise, it was a golden exotic shorthair. I crouched down to observe the cat closely. The one Samuel picked was especially affectionate—it was rubbing against my calves. My heart almost melted at the sight. I never imagined I could ever own a cat as Yohan was germaphobic. Samuel was the only one who knew I was fond of cats.

She descends the stairs, maintaining eye contact with Kalix, seemingly unaffected by his distress. Kalix's jaw clenches as he confronts Samantha, his voice laced with irritation. "What is your problem, Samantha?" he exclaims, his frustration palpable. Samantha raises both eyebrows in astonishment, then responds with a confident nod. "Huh, so you will call me by my name now?" she mocks, reveling in her perceived victory.

"Rain." "Why?" Clearly not expected the challenge, Samantha fumbled before casting a glance at Alexander. "He's sensitive to strong scents." Mike swiveled his eyes over to Alexander. "Is he right?" "He's right." "Terrific. What's Samantha least favorite fruit?" "Mangoes. Insensitive." Alexander added as an afterthought and Samantha narrowed his eyes at him. "Cats or dogs for Alexander?" "Dogs." "Cats or dogs for Samantha" "Cats." The questions were more or less overly simple, Mike even added their favorite color and number, and had Alexander left a 'Are we 12?' remark, Samantha might've agreed with him.

He drawled and Sam blushed furiously. “I’m sorry, I was just in a rush to go join my family waiting for me.” “It’s fine really. Besides this is the most interesting thing that has happened to me on this beach today, he smirked. “My name is Xavier.” Sam smiled and ran her hand through her hair. “I’m Samantha.” “You are in a rush right? Could I get your number? Maybe we can go grab some iced coffee or something later?” Sam frowned slightly. “I wish that could work out but I’m leaving town tomorrow, college.” She added the last bit to clarify.

Before putting Samantha down, I slap her ass and say: “Don’t tease me, little bunny, no more talk, let’s go home, now.” I put the seatbelt on her and lock the door, keeping her from leaving, I turn on the car, glancing her every once in a while, Samantha is quiet. She sometimes looks back at me, annoyed like a wounded cat. On the road to the ranch, she tells me to stop the car. “You either stop the car or I’m going to jump, Adam.” Samantha unbuckles the seatbelt and when she’s about to jump out of the car, I break the car.

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.”