Samcro Jax Teller Novels & Stories

It was a good business opportunity—something he could manage. And he wanted to save money too, so he could leave something for his child in case anything happened to him. After all, he went out to sea every day. Ever since he left the company, the money had stopped coming into his bank account. He was no longer the billionaire Jackson Samaniego. Now, he was just an ordinary man. “You mean Mr. Roger Zamora’s resort?” Jax asked. Rostom nodded. “Yeah. A buyer came earlier—a couple. They’re really interested.”

He said and rubbed his fake beard. “Tell me, is there a girl with her?” Grayson's compelling voice asked from the other line, his voice smooth and oily, hidden with mischief, danger, warnings, and trouble. “Yeah, a little girl with her, she looks about nine or ten.” Jax spoke while licking a strawberry lollipop as he watched Thelma and her daughter leave the ice cream shop. “You need to increase my payment if you want more info about them.” He whispered to the earpiece.

"I’m locked out of the Blackwood mainframes. Silas was fast. He stripped my admin credentials while he was still driving away. Prick." "Can you still work?" I asked, stripping off my soaked tactical jacket. My skin was pebbled with cold. "V, I’m Jax. I don't need his front door when I built the back windows," he grinned, though it didn't reach his eyes. "I’ve got my private servers. But we’re offline from the big money. We’re working with what we’ve got in our private rainy day accounts."

Thanks to the assistant from before, Samantha was now right in front of Jenson. “Hello, my name is Samantha Cowell, representing the House of Bailar. I’m here to participate in the bidding process,” Samantha said politely. After that, she took out her file from her bag and handed it to the man in front of her. “Here’s my proposal for you to look through.” Jenson skimmed the contents of Samantha’s proposal for a brief moment before saying, “I’m very impressed with your proposal, Ms. Samantha. What amount are you looking to sign a contract with us?”

Samantha’s gaze dropped slightly. “Yes, Jake. I’m still worried.” Jake nodded slowly. “You mentioned it earlier on the phone. I almost forgot…” Samantha continued, her voice calm but heavy. “I’ve paid half already. My friend covered the other half for me this morning.” “Don’t worry, Samantha,” Clark said with a gentle smile. “I heard everything, and that balance? That’s my gift to you. I mentioned it earlier when you and Jake were on the phone.” Samantha froze—her hands flew to her mouth, eyes wide, smile blooming across her face.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.

Kara's POV "I can't believe it," Theo exclaimed, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes as he counted the stack of cash, his fingers swiftly wrapping it in a bladder. "In just one week, you've made more sales than Samantha has ever achieved in her entire lifetime.What exactly have you been doing here Sam?" "Knock it off, jackass." Sam who was busily stocking the shelves shouted, her annoyance evident.

Samantha asked, a ghost of a smile on her face. “I needed to clear my head, so I did that about an hour ago.” “Clear your head of what?” “That does not matter, and I’m not about to discuss my issues with you while your entire family is listening on our conversation.” MJ said and some of the people blushed from embarrassment while Samantha suppressed a laugh. “Anyway, as I was saying; I moved all your money to your original account registered under Samantha Grayson, and then I paid back all your tax money.” This time, no one said anything.

"This will be an incredible news to tell everyone! Especially with-" "Samantha!" Jengo shouted, causing the healer to jump from his tone. "I am not kidding. Do NOT give false news!" This time, the smile Samantha had slowly faded, especially at the reminder of who Jengo was completely. "I did try to warn you against staying here, Beta Jengo. I understand if you're a little upset, but it is what it is."

Sammy says as she approached my desk. I'm trying to push back the vision of bending her over my desk, rolling up that skirt and slapping that tight ass of hers. "Uh...It's fine. Samantha Gale. This is Alpha Jackson of Red Rock." I introduce her, slightly rising from my chair. Luke stands up. "Samantha." He flashes her a smile. "Please, call me Sammy." She smiles back. "Sammy....That's cute." He grins. I clear my throat. Luke looks over at me as I shoot him a look.