Samantha Gilbert Tvd Novels & Stories

SAMANTHA HAS TO BE THE MISTRESS! "Stop scrolling," Margaret pleaded softly from the doorway. "Please, Samantha. This isn't healthy." "Are you seeing this?" Samantha turned to her, the tablet still glowing in her tight grip. "Did you know? Did you help her arrange it so the world could watch me get destroyed in real time?" "No!" Margaret's voice broke, real confusion on her face. She stepped forward slowly, "Samantha, I swear on my mother's grave, I had no idea. I was told Tiffany had been vetted and approved by Hale Media Relations to do a soft lifestyle piece."

A smile played on Samantha's face as she noticed how scared Valerie looked. But no, she doesn't get to be tortured not yet. "Are you scared aunt?" Samantha asked innocently. "Oh, but the fun is just beginning." Samantha smiled. "Actually I brought some videotape's and pictures to show you. I'm sure you'd love them." Samantha smiled. "I don't want to see them." Valerie said. "Oh I think you would." Samantha said pouring pictures on the table.