Samuel Hawke Novels & Stories

Detective Rob said, turned around and made to walk away when Mr Samuel grabbed the tip of his shirt from the back and pulled him back. "Where do you think you are going?" He shot him a glare. "You are mistaken. Your work here is not done yet." When detective Rob looked towards Mr Samuel, the look in his face was enough to make him forget about going back to the human world. "Fine! Fine! I will go in with you but you have to promise not to do anything stupid!"

Samuel had a deadline of less than 48 hours to make sure Emile's face doesn't see the light of day. Six months ago from the current time-line, Samuel finished his studies at Flemond University. He worked part time at Galaxy Tech Lane, the company which Warren owned previously. However, a certain incident occurred and Samuel was forced to attend work less frequently. He was training to be a sniper, while also learning the art of cultivation. What drove him to do that was so strong, that Samuel didn't think twice about going down the dark path. Then three months ago, he vanished entirely from the face of the earth, until he finally resurfaced with the assassination plot of a certain royal of t

"His name is Aaron Hermes. I'm not sure of his exact age, but I think he's around 25 and tall. That's all I have for now. And tell me where he was five years ago, what he's doing now, and his relationship with Sarah Miller." "Consider it done. I'll call you back." The voice dropped the call. Samuel muttered, "I can't get him out of my head. He kept staring at me, and there's something...familiar about him. Why?" He noticed the company site trying to recover from his hack again. He smirked, tapping his fingers on the keyboard. "So you're back? Think it's easy to escape my grip?" He typed a message onto the site. "Tough luck, your site's in my hands. You'll need a bigger fish than your last ha

CAROLINE, frowning: I think, well, you're hiding here because it's the last place they would think you're in right? Samuel smiles: Yes, exactly, you are really smart, girl Caroline shyly: Oh , thank you, but what's your real name? Samuel, smiling sideways: Samuel Blucher, and I'm a werewolf Caroline sniffles happily: Really!!! My God, all my life I wished to see such creatures, protect and illusion Samuel pointing: Well, this is Damian and he is a dragon, Mac and Maxmus are vampires and they turn into bats, and Lian is nothing, she is from the kingdom of the winds

It felt normal. Too normal for the kind of secrets they were chasing. An old man stood behind the counter wiping a glass. His eyes immediately locked on John. He smiled slightly. “So.” “You finally came.” Sarah walked forward. “Grandfather.” The old man nodded warmly. “Good to see you, Sara.” Sam spoke quietly into John’s ear. “Identity confirmed.” “Samuel Clifton.” “Former intelligence analyst.” John stepped forward. “You asked us to come.” Samuel nodded. “Yes.”

“All of it. Samuel closed his eyes. And for the first time since entering the city. He allowed himself to feel everything. The weight of his actions, The echoes of his choices, The truth of what he had become. A monster, A survivor, A weapon. Just like her. Slowly He opened his eyes. “No. The word was quiet. But it didn’t shake. Her expression didn’t change. “Then you’ve made your choice. Samuel stepped past her. Toward the console. “No,” he said again. “I’m making a different one before she could react, He moved Fast, Precise. His hands flew across the interface, accessing layers of the system Isabelle had described. Security protocols, Biometric locks, Neural interface ports. The failsafe.

"You have broken the gate. Now if they plug in they will not become gods. They will become a virus. They will eat the people they are trying to save." Maya crawled toward the sparking plug. She saw the symbol on her palm glowing and fading. "There must be a choice " Maya gasped. She looked at the man with the pen. "Who are you? Really?" The man looked at her. Maya saw that he recognized her. "My name is Samuel. I was the Chief Engineer of the Eden Project. I built the gate. I realized late what the Architect wanted to do. I have been hiding in the computer code for years. I was waiting for a Heart and a Mind enough to fight back."

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After a tense moment, the door creaked open, revealing a man with piercing green eyes and a grizzled beard. He looked at me with a mix of curiosity and wariness. "Emily Hawthorne," he said, his voice gravelly. "I never thought I'd see you here." "Samuel Grey," I replied, my heart pounding. "I need your help." He studied me for a moment before stepping aside. "Come in. We have much to discuss."

As Phelan exited the jet and reached the bottom of the stairs he was approached by a tall blonde haired wolf. "Good morning to you Alpha Mchughes. My name is Samuel and I am a warrior for Long Mountain Pack. I've come in my Alphas limo to drive you to our pack house. Do you require any assistance with your luggage, sir?" Samual asked and waited eagerly for any instruction. "Hello Samuel. Thank you for your service. I don't belive we will need assistance with our bags. Perhaps a bite to eat along the way though. If of course it wouldn't be too much trouble." Phelan replied.

I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?" Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back." Finally, I follow Malik inside, who still is asking me relentless questions about where I've been the past five days. Honestly all I want to do is collapse my weak body into a bed, but I supplied Malik with the basics of my kidnapping. I left out details of the strange Huntsman named Cal from a Pack unknown. He told me to keep a secret, and at this time, I'm not jumping on the idea of selling him out. I mean, he's proved how good he is with a bow and arrow...