Samantha Lawrence Novels & Stories

"I will do what is necessary for the pack, Alpha." There was no way I could actually deny an order from the alpha. He says we do. Luckily, we have a very nice leader and he would never make us do unnecessary things. But this was too much. As much as I wanted to protest, I bit my tongue hard. An elder, Nairobi turned to me with a grin, “Congratulations Samantha. This is such an honor for you. To become the future Luna of Crescent? Your good heart has finally rewarded you” I forced out a smile, “Thank you”

Samantha was on her way to the police station to press charges of attempted murder when she received a call from Kingston Morgan. He told her that his sister had passed away. She parked her car by the road and cried uncontrollably. The Morgan family was like a family to her. They took her out of the orphanage, sponsored her education, and the Morgan Group hired her as part of its legal team. Samantha wiped her face and pulled herself together, and then she drove to the police station. She pressed murder charges against Daniel Green and his mistress, Patricia Sullivan.

Ryan surged towards her, holding her arm which was tightly wrapped around the boy. “Get lost!!” The woman barked in his face. “Madam,” Samantha called, walking a bit closer to her. She turned to look at Samantha and her gaze softened. “This is Samantha Hamilton standing here before you. Please permit us to have a word with you,” she said in a humble tone. “Oh, Madam Samantha, I feel honored having you here. This is my first time seeing you in person and I've read and heard a lot about you, including your dealings with the evil Clyde's family,” the woman said with excitement.

"Well, beautiful, my name is Christian Sampson and what is your name?" She giggled slightly. "My name is Samantha Lexington, but everyone calls me Sam." I love her name! "Sam." It rolls off my tongue with ease and I feel her body shiver at hearing her name come out of my mouth. My gaze quickly darts to her plump, seductive lips. My eyes darken as Deuce tries to take control, he wants to mark and mate with this goddess in front of me...right NOW so that everyone will know that she is ours!

Samantha said shrugging something from her mind. "Alright I'll see you tomorrow." "Yeah you too." Samantha said "Who was that?" Alexander asked. "A friend. She's actually back home." "I see, where did she go?" Alexander asked "She traveled to Los Angeles for an endorsement." "What is she an actress?" Alexander asked. "She's a model actually." Samantha replied. "So you want to hang out with her?" Alexander asked. "I'm just having lunch with her nothing more." Samantha replied. Alexander somehow had a bad feeling about her outing tomorrow but what could he say? She wasn't his prisoner.

“I came here to give you a final warning. Stay away from her. I’m done protecting you.” Her smirk faltered for a moment, then returned. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I narrowed my eyes. “Don’t play dumb, Sam. I know you too well. And I know you’re capable of worse.” She laughed, the sound dry and hollow. “You give me too much credit, Richard. Maybe your precious Lily just has enemies of her own.” I stared at her for a moment. “ Don't you try to deny it Sam, your little puppet already confessed. If you ever try this again,, Samantha, I’ll make sure you answer to the law. I won't go easy on you again. That’s a promise.”

Ughh. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Samantha’s POV

If she became freaked out by an interracial relationship, then working for a dead person and a werewolf would be tough. "Hello," Samantha said. "It's nice to meet you." Samantha appeared to be in her late forties or early fifties. Her eyes were a clear blue-gray, and her salt and pepper hair was cut into a short style. She was very pleasant in appearance. She wore a simple black skirt, low heels. and a white blouse beneath an unbuttoned cardigan.

Samantha is a lowly employee without even a title or cause for bragging. "Wait ... this must be a mistake." Sean's lecture was interrupted by Carol White, who questioned a completely absurd-sounding statement. "How is Samantha married to the Stein family? The Samantha in front of you right now is my servant; she doesn't even hail from an aristocratic family, so something must be amiss, or perhaps you have the wrong Samantha." Carol tried to explain, hoping that what she heard was not the truth. Sean grinned at Carol White's remarks and clarified that he was entirely misinformed. "You're Samantha Wallach, right? Elizabeth Wallach and Scott Dahmer's child?" Sean queried Samantha, who was stand

"She said her name is Samantha, Miss Paige. A lawyer." Attorney Samantha! I quickly rose from my swivel chair to meet the Attorney. I missed her. She helped me win the case. Actually, she talked to Noah and made him sign the divorce papers in exchange of dropping the case we're about to file against him and Thalia. Noah agreed. I waved at Attorney Samantha when I saw her in the lobby. "Attorney!" She smiled and pulled herself up. I hugged her and she chuckled. She's older than me and she's like a sister to me.