Samantha Maddox Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

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.

“I doubt she will sleep with you, Phoenix.” “Do I not look hot to her.” I wrinkle my nose. “Ew, that’s gross.” “And why is that? She isn’t even my sister?” I freeze. My breathing stops and I just stare at him. God, I am so terrible at keeping secrets. “Samantha?” I blink and swallow hard. “Y-yeah.” “Who’s Sandy, Samantha?” he asks sternly. “Sandra Millard,” I answer silently. “Do you know anything about her?”

"To be honest with you. Last weekend, I talked to my best friend Lea, the one you met in the shelter. And it seems to me that she had a point on not rejecting Maddox's confession to me just because I have family issues." Samantha smirking wickedly like she already guessed what I'm implying. "So, are we going to celebrate now? I'm happy for you and Maddox; I can't wait to see you guys together as an official couple," Samantha teased. "Sam, I want to talk to Maddox alone. Can you help me?" "With pleasure, dear. I got you. I'll text Luke about this so that he can cooperate. How does that sound?" "Sounds good, but Sam, I'm nervous; I've never done this before. How should I start?"

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 decided to make my grand entrance. I removed my helmet and there were several shocked gasps and so on. "My Name is Samantha Emilia Parker; I am the Clan Leader of the Rainbow Phoenix Clan." After saying those words, I knew this would be fun. "H... how, wh..when, did you become a Phoenix? We looked for you everywhere, but you were nowhere to be found." Aiden asked instead of Matthew, too shocked to register that I was in front of them.

Not from him. "Fuck off! Open the goddamn door, Jessica!" "I am not Jessica!" His eyes immediately turned to me. "What did you say?" "I am not Jessica. At least not in the paper." I reached over the dashboard and pulled out my passport. "It's Amanda." He was perplexed as he studied the picture. "This is bullshit." "That's me. I swear I will tell you why and how. Just agree to come with me, Jake. You don't have to live that life anymore."

And as Samantha walked through the corridors, head held high, confidence radiating from every step, she looked every bit like the powerful woman she claimed to be as though she truly owned it all. But beneath that perfect image… Everything was beginning to crack, all because of one person ‘Casey’

Samantha. I still remember how he said it, carefully, like testing the weight of the word. “Out of everyone we can sign with, she’s your best shot, Tony. She’s reckless, sure. But she’s good.” Good. That was one way to put it. Isaac had explained that this Samantha wasn’t just good; she was raw talent wrapped in chaos but was exactly the kind of partner I needed. Then came the second call, this time from Coach. The same day Celeste went into surgery.

Samantha makes a bad face upon turning around to leave, holding herself not to scream in the presence of Simon. With a stiff body, Samantha strides out of the room and unleashes a suppressed giddy scream when she reaches her chaotic room. "Aw shucks! That was mortifying." She flips her hair behind and stands straight. "Never mind, it's just skin. No big deal." Samantha hurries to the wardrobe and rummages through her dresses. When she finally finds something she likes to wear for today, which is a casual rosy dress, she immediately goes back to keep an eye on Morgan.