Samara Morgan Novels & Stories

I hardly know what I'm having for dinner, let alone what is happening in three days. He seems to notice my expression. "I've gotten you tickets to a special function Saturday night." "Function?" I question suspiciously, a little apprehensive about what he means. "The Alphas hold this soirée every year, and I managed to get you a ticket. We have job to do, and it's going to happen..." Job? My head spins. Alpha Grayson shows up here in the middle of one of my speeches, and announces something life changing, and now this?

' Riley says convincingly. 'Fine, what ever you say shrink' Stewart huffs as he leaves the room. Riley takes a moment to go back through Dee's files and notes, she was only 16 when she met Blake Samuels, he was 21, was she too young and nieve to understand what type of man he is? Or was? Or was she smart enough to be part of his criminal dealings? Either way, Riley struggled to put her finger on why someone like Dee was with someone like Blake.

“And this is Paige Sinclair, his assistant. Mr. Dunn, Ms. Sinclair, this is Samantha Barringer. She is the mastermind and driving force behind Elevated Financials’ events and dinners.” Samantha’s eyes cut to Edward when he introduced her by her maiden name, but then she remembered he wanted to keep their family status quiet for now, so she shook the other two’s hands politely. She offered them drinks to begin while they waited for the others, then signalled the waiter in the hallway to bring out the appetizers. Edward and Mr. Dunn chose whiskey while Samantha and Paige started with wine. Samantha noticed Paige eyeing the whiskey. “So, Ms. Paige,” Samantha began with small talk. “Is Elevated

It surprised me when Jeremy mentioned he was a werewolf, but it didn’t surprise me at all with Samantha. I felt a strange connection to her, and although I couldn’t feel my wolf Asta right now, I could sense that Samantha would be a strong werewolf when she received her wolf. That also worried me, because what if Samantha noticed I was like her, but didn’t have a wolf? Suddenly nervous, I made my way toward the back of the room to sit at the desk beside Samantha. “Hi! As you know, my name is Samantha Mora, but my friends and family call me Sammy. I am seventeen, and I heard all about you! I already knew we would become friends!” Sammy’s enthusiasm startled me, and I nearly missed the chair w

pressed the scalpel against my waist, the icy sting of the blade making me shiver. The live stream chat, open only to special members, was alive with chatter. Up on the observation deck, the other people in the room with Samantha spoke in low, excited murmurs. "Dr. Sonnet, this is truly an amazing idea! Live harvesting of an organ… The sheer shock value alone will make our live stream explode with popularity!" Someone who looked like an assistant stepped forward with their phone, pressing it tightly against the one-way glass to capture every flicker of terror crossing my face.

My curiosity for this delectable creature has been piqued by the big deal that the announcer has given to her. It is his next words that explain why the audience should be excited for the lovely Samara Smith. It isn’t often that a woman stays a virgin for as long as she has. The blood that is flowing through that woman’s veins will be a delectable treat for anyone that wins her. She is quite the prize indeed for these low level scum.

It was a vodka that the company had been working on for the past week. It was no secret that Morgana was one of the most promising executives at SM Business Inc, mainly because she was one of the most effective. She had the ability to respond to the needs of her clients in a way that was both spontaneous and professional. Her client portfolio backed her up. She was proud of that.

Daisy stood beside her car, the file still clutched tightly in her hand, its weight a tangible reminder of the choice laid before her. Twenty billion dollars, a sum that could rewrite her life's narrative in a single stroke, yet its acquisition tethered to a morally tangled web. 'This is no way Seth Nathaniel would allow me to do this...unless we could use the money to pay off the investors that are threatening to leave MetaX, his late father's company.' Daisy Hunter's thoughts raced as she stepped into her black sedan SUV. "I need to talk to Allison Melody before I even make my decision." Daisy Hunter muttered to herself as she swerved the car towards her home.

"if it wasn't for Alpha here, I wouldn't be able to have this chance. I would have died a long time ago alone and cold. Out in the woods." I looked up at Brax, who stood there hiding his emotions. his hand grabbed mine, and I could feel that even now, he wasn't showing it. He was sad. brax left the room leaving me alone with the girl, i sat there listening to her story. I felt like I had to. She had been kicked out of her pack after they had beaten and abused her. She walked for days until she became too weak, collapsing to the ground. When she came to Brax was carrying her through the woods. He took her to the hospital, and when she was better, he gave her a place to live and a job, making

Even with her shamelessness, the woman acted like a bitch at the club Morgan went to just to relieve his fatigue. She climbed onto his lap, wearing only her underwear. But Morgan did not want her and even chased her away. Now, Morgan's gaze was fixed on the woman who disgusted him. Both Sasha and Scarlet are equally disgusting! "Sasha Barlowe," Morgan smiled at the sight of her. It was a smile that was both sweet and frightening at the same time. The look in her eyes right now is already signalling a big threat. He casually picked up his mobile phone and dialled Jonathan.