Sam X Dean Novels & Stories

Sam Style Ramos is an introvert person that captivated the heart of his ultimate avid fan. Sam’s grandmother is gravely ill , devoting himself and all of his effort to make her live longer even at the midst of Covid-19. By the help of the CAM application CEO, it opens a new opportunity for him. Mike as an avid fan helps Sam from his hardship and suicidal thoughts. The application makes sure Sam is the hottest streamer. By that time, he learned to strip off and entered the gay life which Mike Aquino Bautista tremendously waiting for. Thus, the application and heartbreak that damaged his entire life, will it give way for his heart to accept Mike without any hesitations?

TOP 5" responds Sammy as she laughs and shakes her head from side to side while adding the drinks to Luke's tab "Hey, Sam!" Luke says honestly."On a serious note, when are you gonna give me another shot?" "What do you want? Tequila? Vodka?" Sammy asks Luke, knowing full well that this isn't what he's talking about in the slightest. "Samantha Lillian Jacobs , you know damn well that I'm not talking about booze... I'm talking about you and me, " Luke says seriously with a rigid look on his face. "Wow, pulling out my full name now?" Sammy asks questionably with a shy smile on her face, knowing she really doesn't want to have this conversation.

At least not now. "Do you need something to drink?" Alex said, breaking the silence between them. "Yes. Yes, I do", he replied. "Okay. What do you need brought to you? Whiskey?" Alex asked. "No. I don't want anything alcoholic. Just give me something light. Water or something like tea... Yes, tea. Give me tea," he said to Alex. Alex seemed to be quite shocked by Damien's request, but he didn't bother to show it.

Its look like she's not her mother i feel her. "Si marcus isa sa saksi nung huling digmaan siya ang mag kakwentuhan niyo pero may gusto lang akong kausapin maupo muna kayo" then umalis na siya nakita ko si sam na umalis din pero hindi sa direksyon ng dean whats going on? ---------sam pov---- Hi, it’s me samantha but you can call me sam i hate samantha uhmmm do you know me i dont know you i think im crazy na

Shandra leans her body more to the side imperceptibly, ready to hear Julian's account, who interlaces the fingers of his own hands and begins to stare at a fixed point in the shed. "Sam isn't just the exiled prince of the hell realm. I mean, that seems like enough on its own, doesn't it?" The girl says nothing. The redhead sighed. "Sam is one of the craziest guys I've ever met. He doesn't seem to care much for Order and the Law. He just does what he thinks is right, no matter who's in the way or if anyone besides him will suffer the consequences."

She cried out. "What are you whining about, pumpkin?" Sam asked. Sam is a 6 foot 2, 45-year-old thick woman with short greasy jet black hair and poor hygiene. You could smell her bad odor from a mile away. She's been in prison for two decades. She's a hardened criminal serving three life sentences for murdering three men in cold blood.

The Moon hang in the black sky like a gate to a different world. Samuel stared at it with an unyielding urge to howl all the pain out of his chest. The longer he was apart from Bianca, the more obvious it was to him that Bianca was his only mate. “Buddy…” suddenly a voice from behind turned to him. “Dean is on our side. I managed to convince him.” Samuel restrained his sorrow and looked at Michael - not so long ago, an opponent of his.

Dante instructs me. I walk into the bar and instantly spot the guys, but I have no idea what they want them for. So I hit send on the message and walk to the bar. Dean isn’t here. From what I know, they’re still keeping him in their hotel until they’re sure he is safe. “Out!” I jump and turn to face Sam as he barks at me. “No. Can I have a whiskey, please?” I turn back to the bar and smile at Dave, the bartender.

Mamba was a skinny man, and when his eyes zeroed in on me, he rolled his eyes. Sam took the tape from his mouth, then he started talking, "You do not scare me, no matter how intimidating you are. I have seen worse, and it wouldn't be long before my men realized that I am gone. Sam gave me a look, but I only smiled and took off my shirt and trousers. "Do you know who the dealer is?" He started laughing again. "You must be crazy thinking I would tell any human who he is without payment, so would you love to negotiate?"

I ask, "So, Dean is this your new play thing?" He glances at me coldly and then stares off into space behind me. "No, Ma'am. This is my cousin Sam. She just moved here when I got out of jail and she needed a place to stay. When I told her I was working here, she expressed that she needed work and I asked Mr. Harrison if he could use any extra help. He told me to bring her in today and he instantly hired her as soon as he saw her."