Samantha Vera Novels & Stories

I thought he loved me. Tears streamed down my face as I dropped the grocery bag and fell on my knees. Dominic quickly stopped, pulling apart as he stared at me. “Lena,” he mumbled. “How could you?” I mouthed, weak and shaky. “I thought you loved me,” Tracy chuckled as she put on her bra top and faked a yawn. “Oh poor sister, you thought you had him for yourself.” She voiced, mimicking a seven-year-old girl. “How selfish of you. Why don't you come, I got a warm hug saved up for you,” she cackled after that.

She is saying something; I am not paying attention to her. "What did you say?" I asked her. "I said Hey! I am Samantha Jefferson! But people can call me Sammy! Oh my God! Sammy." Wow, I thought. "Sammy! It's me, Sherry Stephens! She looked at me weird, like I am crazy. You know, Sherry and Cherry, the twins.

"The question is what you do choose to do about it." Rosa had been listening, and now she spoke up. "What about you, princess? What's your sob story?" "Rosa," Betty warned. "No, it's okay," Samantha said, surprising herself. "My boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, he's... he's Jason Hale." The cell went dead quiet for a second, then Rosa burst out laughing. "No fucking way. You're the chick from the videos? The one with the five-million-dollar bounty? I knew you looked familiar."

I told my friend. He just nodded and walked towards his bathroom, wiping away at his eyes. I shook my head as I pulled out my phone. I was going to hate myself for this. I found the person I was looking for and tapped their number. I lifted my phone to my ear and sighed, as my mate was glaring at me. I barred my teeth at him with a growl. "Hello?" A familiar voice asked. "This is Emiko Arachne Botan, Queen of Fae, Arachnids, and Wendigos."

RAFAEL ~ Something wasn't right with Sam. Three weeks after our rain-soaked camping trip, I still couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something. Little things that most people wouldn't notice, but after nearly ten years of friendship, I noticed everything about Samantha Ellis. Like how she'd cancel plans at the last minute with vague excuses about 'not feeling well' or 'family stuff' Or how she'd sometimes disappear mid-conversation to take calls in private. Or the way May watched her constantly with that worried crease between her eyebrows.

“My name is Ethan, and this guy here is my brother, Toby. We can help you guys get checked in and find your campsite.” “Well boys, it’s very nice to meet you,” Sam smiled as she brushed her blonde hair back from her face and removed her sunglasses, “ My name is Samantha...Samantha Collins. And this here quiet one sitting next to me is Danielle Morgan.” Dani nodded at Ethan, a small smile spread across her lips.

Her voice was smooth, dripping with something I couldn’t quite place yet. I tilted my head, feigning curiosity. “That’s what they call me.” She chuckled, eyes scanning me from head to toe. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” I arched a brow. “Oh? Can’t say the same about you.” “Sam.” She extended a perfectly manicured hand, her nails painted deep red. “Samantha Brooks.” I didn’t shake her hand. Instead, I folded my arms across my chest, keeping my expression unreadable. “Cool. Should I be flattered you’ve heard about me, or should I be worried?”

she muttered to herself and smiled before walking to her seat. "Oh my! If it isn't the slut who sleeps with men to get what she wants?" Vera, Laura's friend and partner in crime sneered as she stopped in front of Amber's desk. Amber looked up to meet her gaze before frowning and turning on her laptop. Vera saw that people were watching and she couldn't believe Amber would actually ignore her. After all, the lady was supposed to be boiling in rage by now. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Vera snapped, slamming Amber's laptop closed. Amber looked up with her brows creased and Vera smirked. "Good. When I talk to you, you answer me, okay?"

She had always suspected that Veronica had something against her, and she was not wrong. As Samantha watched Veronica from a distance, she noticed that she seemed to be trying too hard to impress everyone. She could tell that Veronica was not genuine, and her niceness was just a facade. Samantha decided to keep her distance from Veronica, but she could not avoid her entirely, especially since she was Blake's ex-girlfriend and the mother of his daughter.

I explained everything that I knew from Lucas' sister. "What's your point Veronica?" she asked, still confused. "Their cousin's name is Sam," I said. "I don't get it, Vy. What really is your point?" she asked irritatedly. "Sam, Gail." I stopped as I felt a sudden pain in my chest, "Lucas is Samantha's driver. I-I mean, at least that's what I thought. She's from Australia. Their cousin's name is Sam, and she's back from outside the country. Doesn't it make sense?" I asked, frustrated.