Sam X Max Novels & Stories

Max’s voice came from behind her, startling her slightly. “Yes, Mr. Max. Maybe it’s just… her condition—” “Condition? What condition?” Max interrupted, frowning in confusion. ‘Oh no, I almost slipped up,’ Samantha thought anxiously. “I-I mean… she’s still sad about her mother’s death,” Samantha said quickly, trying to cover her tracks. “Yeah, that’s what I thought too,” Max replied, and Samantha exhaled in relief. “Miss Samantha, since you’re her best friend, please try convincing her to see a doctor. I’m worried—her health’s been getting worse lately,” Max said.

As the door creaks open, I see a really old thin mattress in the corner of the room—a broken chair in the other corner and a full-length broken mirror missing half the glass. Cold fog rises from my lips. It’s so cold in here. I gaze at the mattress. I hope no one has been sleeping in here. I suddenly feel an overwhelming sense of sadness. The only thing that brings me comfort is the sweet smell in here. 'Alpha Maximus,' Sam says behind me. 'What are you doing in here?' he asks. 'Sorry, I lost my way around. I was heading to the dining room but must have taken the wrong turn,' I say innocently.

Chapter 5 The fight is against Shade Marcus the Narrsissist Vampire King. Sam stands tall, his chiseled physique a testament to his unwavering dedication to fitness. His bulging biceps and broad shoulders exude raw power, honed from years of military battles. His shoulder-length black hair often falls messily onto his broad shoulders, and his piercing grey/blue eyes seem to bore into those he meets. His tattoos, a striking blend of Mayan tribal and Anunnaki designs, whisper tales of his rebellious past and his defiance against the darkness. As an elder vampire and a skilled fighter, Sam's tech expertise and ancient knowledge make him a formidable force in the world. His raw, masculine appeal

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

"He asked me to marry him!" Samantha screams through my cell phone speakers. My. World. Stops. I'm not sure if it's because Sam is my oldest and longest friend or if there is some other reason I freeze. I want to be excited by her news, but I'm not. "Congrats. That is so exciting. I'm happy for you, Sam." Fuck did I lie to Sam? Now I know something is wrong with me. This is Sam we're talking about. Samantha Laplow, with her long brown hair and soft blue eyes. She would make any man happy. But that man will, unfortunately, never be me.

Damen teases, and Sam reacts with a playful hiss. “Let’s go get the little man and have breakfast,” Max says while standing up. Sam’s blood helps me heal quickly, but otherwise, I seem to be immune to it taking over me completely; strange.

Sawyer says getting up and offering me his hand to help me out. He helps me get up and lays down on the bed where I previously was and opens his arms inviting me to lay on top of him. I lay down on his chest and he hugs me. “What are our plans for today?” Sam asks us. “I don’t know, I want to go back home but I’m worried about Maxwell.” I tell them. “He did something to himself, last night he had this dark aura around him but it didn’t feel like it belonged to him, it was as if someone had lent it to him.”

Samantha " Tell me, Samantha, do you want it?” Maximo asks. I laugh nervously, “ No,” My voice is shaky. “ Oh come on,” That tattooed arm leaves my thigh and caresses my cheek softly. Maximo pouts and he looks so fucking cute. For a moment I forget who he really is, a whole fucking sadistic dragon. I shake my head, I can't trust my words at the moment, there is a high possibility they will betray me.

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.

Giovanni (Gio) POV I was in my office, running over yesterdays events through my head, thinking about the rogue that was able to outrun my wolves. I also chased after her, but she hid and was able to make herself untraceable. I was frustrated, and I didn't even know why. My wolf was pacing in my head like crazy, causing me headaches and not lessening my thoughts about her. Sam's POV I woke up with the worst headache. I looked around. Where am I? Then I remembered that I had run away and was at a hotel.