Sam X Guy Novels & Stories

SAMANTHA The door swung open before I knocked the second time. Macey stood there in leggings and a cropped hoodie, hair piled on top of her head in that messy, effortless way that made her look like she lived on P*******t. She barely blinked before smirking. “Girl, my brother refused to let you go without imprinting himself on you. You reek of sex.” Heat crept up my neck and flushed my cheeks. “Hi, Mace.” She leaned on the doorframe like she was hosting a talk show. “Hi, Sam. You wanna come in? Or just stand there marinated in whatever testosterone-laced cologne situation you’ve got going on?”

They knew that the battle was lost now, so they held their heads and crouched on the ground, not daring to resist. Sam approached Elio. Ignoring Bryson, he asked Elio worriedly, "Are you alright, Master Rinz?" Everyone in Cloudsea knew who Sam was, yet he had personally come to rescue Elio. His respectful tone left Bryson completely dumbfounded. In terms of strength, Sam was no weaker than Tiger at all. He used to be a famous mob boss too back then, but he turned over a new leaf and started a security company. He had been doing well ever since.

He even shedded tears. Sam who both him and his boyfriend are lawyers with different education, runs his own law firm with great assistance from Dad, when he passed out of college last year. John McCormick also taught him how to punch, to fight, to defend himself from bullies. He taught him what he learnt in his Security training school. And Sam gained weight and proudly announces he's gay. He's grown so much, into a tall attractive man with a great physique. Girls always make advances at him, but he never ceases to be sarcastic and gently shoves them off.

Niam spoke bravely. It was Samanvay’s turn to chuckle. “I am Samanvay Goenka, I rule over the country’s biggest crime Syndicate. Trust me Niam, I can get away with anything and everything.” Niam Sehgal’s eyes hardened, he was about to open his mouth when the sound of heels clicking against the floor sounded and a soft yet firm voice called Niam. “Dad, what's happening here?” A sweet voice entered Samanvay’s ears and the muscles around His eyes tightened. He immediately hid his gun in the waistband of his pants and turned his head towards the voice.

he shot back at her, standing, “but I’m leaving in the morning. I’ll let my contact know I’ll be needing transportation, and I’m making my way out of here. With or without you.” * * * Sam had been running for months. He had initially made his way to Mexico, choosing to hide in some of the border towns around Mexico City where he thought it was unlikely any Hunters or Guardians would spot him and report him. For the first time in over 150 years, he had changed out of his comfortable cowboy clothing and began dressing like a typical man in his mid-sixties. He had cut his hair, shaved, and done his best to try to blend in. He knew he could rely on absolutely no one. He had not attempted to reac

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Just the usual ones,” Santa whispered, nodding toward the corner. Sam’s expression hardened, his eyes darting to the suits. “Those suits again. I swear, I don’t know how your old man tracks you so perfectly. Want me to bring Tom down? He’s been itching for a reason to clear his head.” Tom was Sam’s boyfriend, a man built like a brick wall and twice as hard. But Tom wasn't just muscle; he was a wolf, a soldier in the local pack whose presence usually kept the peace.

I said as I got out of bed "Ha fucking ha, very funny, I am glad you feel better enough to make bad jokes" Sam said. I chuckled and then I suddenly remembered something important "Xavier, how is he doing?" I asked. The smile deemed from Sam's face "He is a major part of the reason I am dragging you out right now, the kid is a mess, he has been drinking non stop and he does not listen to anyone, I think you are the only one he will listen to" Sam said.

‘’But I can’t involve myself with a desperate guy who wouldn’t just tell his mother the plain truth. ''It seems to be a complicated thing.'' Sam sighed. ‘’And I own this guy, well, I own Matt.’’ ‘’Then why don’t you do it instead?’’ Alexis ran a hand through her hair. ‘’I don’t even know the guy.’’ ‘’I’m sure you do. He’s a regular,’’ Sam said. ‘’Doesn’t change anything.’’ ‘’He’ll pay you triple then.’’ Alexis’ ear perked up. She could almost hear

Sam spat. He slammed his elbow into the gut of the guy holding him, knocking his wind out. The guy crumpled back, pulling the blade away from Sam’s throat. I bit my lip to keep from cheering. Sam whirled and slammed his palm up into the guy’s nose with a crunch, then grabbed his head, obviously about to finish him with a knee to the skull.

As his eyes roam her body, he begins to feel an uncomfortable tightening in his lower regions. “Good to know.” He tells her with a nod, before he walks away once more. This time not as quickly, since he has a rather unfortunate predicament in his jeans at the moment that hinders his escape. He really should not have let his eyes follow her hand. As he makes his way into the office, he finds Samuel sitting behind the desk with his feet propped up on the counter and a machanics magazine in his hands. Sammy is going to school to be a mechanic so the guy lives and breathes all things vehicle. He works midnights at the motel to support himself, his young girlfriend and their newborn baby.