Samson Walters Accident Novels & Stories

"It's hard to tell right now, but don't feel burdened. This has nothing to do with you. Samantha's suffering the consequences of her actions. If she hadn't tried to push you, she wouldn't have gotten hit by a car." Rachel nodded. She was simply shocked by what happened at that time. She didn't really feel guilty about it. As Tyler said, if it weren't for the wicked thought Samantha had in mind, this accident could have been avoided. Seeing Rachel sipping on the soup and the color returning to her cheeks relieved Tyler, who pulled out his phone and saw a text from William. [Samantha's out of the operating theatre. Her legs were crushed during the accident and they have to be amputated in orde

Every word she spoke had a mesmirizing charm. No one noticed Sam clenched his fist till his knuckles turned white. He kept his composure and let the situation play out. "No Elena, the other news about a car accident." Emily cut Elena off. "Two weeks ago, Sam was in a car accident. He was seriously injured. He has Amnesia and he doesn't know any of us. So let him go if you haven't noticed he is feeling awkward." "Your bluntness know no bounds Emily" Jackson sighed as he held his head.

He smiled politely and gestured to a clipboard. “Good to see you conscious, sir. I’m Dr. Halden. You’ve been in and out of consciousness since they brought you in. You had serious burns on your arms and side, multiple fractures, including a compound one in your right leg. You’re lucky to be alive.” Samuel gave him the same blank, unsure expression. “They said I was found… in the woods?” “That’s right. A couple saw you crawling through the trees. You’d collapsed just a few feet from the road. If they hadn’t seen you in time…”

We both were,” Sam said, so softly that Annie barely heard him over the crowded restaurant. “Me and Vic. It was Christmas, and he was home from college for the break. We were coming back from picking him up at the airport. We hit some black ice and spun out, went over the mountain edge and rolled down a hill, until we crashed into the bottom of a ravine.” “Oh, no.” All Annie could think about was Sarah and Noah experiencing such a traumatic event. “Oh, that’s so awful.”

Samantha and I are forever, and I’m going to prove that to her every single day. I had wanted to propose differently, something more planned out, but I’ll make it up to her later. I got up and went to grab her purse because we still had an appointment to get to. “Atlas...” Sammy called, and I turned toward her. “What is it, baby?” I asked as I walked closer. “I’m not...” Those were her last words before she collapsed. “SAMMY!” I shouted, rushing to catch her, but I wasn’t fast enough. She hit the floor hard.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep in front of the operating room; I must have fainted from fatigue. I removed the IV from my hand, wincing at the sharp pinch. Standing up, a wave of dizziness washed over me. "Let's go back to the operating room." I said, trying to shake off the fog. Jace blocked my path, his expression somber. "Don't you remember?" he asked. I raised an eyebrow. "Remember what?" Jace's eyes locked onto mine, his voice firm but gentle. "It wasn't a dream, Samantha. Carlton is dead."

"I wonder how anyone could be as evil as Samuel Walden." Irish shuddered and squeezed Mickey's hand. "Aunt Ramona and I tried to contact you, Atlas, but we couldn't find you, and shortly after we tried to find you, an accident happened. The house we were living in caught fire, and Samuel came to us, threatening to kill us if Aunt Ramona and I tried to get close to you."