Samuel Ibrahim Novels & Stories

The words hang there, settling like dust after a storm. Midnight. We’re under the covers, tossing names back and forth. Amon breaks the quiet. “Samuel,” he says. The word hangs there. He adds that it translates to someone God listens to “Samuel Kato. I like it. Samuel Amon Kato.” “After me?” “After you. Because you’re the reason I had the courage to try again.”

For their intervention, your capture was not really easy, a ferocious and ferocious animal like you, to be honest, we were so terrified that we expected to lose one of our body parts if we weren't all in the process. Samuel angrily: When you captured me, weren't you supposed to kill me? Isn't that what happens in those damned wars? sander softly; Your death will not do us any good at the present time, you are a great treasure, Samuel, do you realize that Samuel, in his arrogant and arrogant tone: I have been a treasure all my life since my birth. I am Samuel, the son of the hero Maximus and the grandson of the great Blasher. I am the strongest werewolf among the members of my wolf clan.

Katherine stated with a smile. "Which of the students is that? Can I know the person's name?" Helen asked, her voice laced with curiosity as her large blue eyes met with Mrs. Katherine's eyes. Mrs. Katherine hesitated to divulge the student's information to Helen, but after thinking for a while, she replied, "Samuel Kingston. I am sure you must be aware of him. He has a reputation as a bad boy, but he is a secret genius like you, and the one who made the medicine product. His father owns the largest pharmaceutical company. So it's no surprise Samuel is good academically, even when he appeared unserious."

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.

I smile "Oh shit," she curses making me wince "Please no profanity," I say softly "I'm sorry," she apologizes sincerely, "I was really mean to you," she grabbed my hand tenderly "It's all fine," I shrug smiling at her again Ryder smacks my forehead, "No, it's not. Samantha, maybe you should figure shit out Before you go around cursing people out because you're jealous," Ryder tells her "No profanity, please," I tell him more sternly after having to repeat myself

I went over to the flamingo float, but she tightened her hold on me when I tried to put her on it. Samuel babbled, his tiny legs wiggling as Fabian held him by the waist. Both Isabella and Samuel were big on the babbling, but they both hadn’t said any word except for ‘Mom, or Mama’ and while Samuel was already making his first steps, Isa only crawled. She was a cautious kid and reminded me a lot of Damian. Samuel grinned at me, squeezing the neck of the flamingo before he extended his arms with his grabby hands. “Dad. Daaad. Dada.”

uncle Bob, stuttered. Howard didn’t say a word. But the shock in his face clearly spelt it out for them. “Look Howard, this is…” “I heard it all Dad. It is not your fault…” “No Howard, it was all my fault. I should have protected my family better…” Mr Samuel said sadly. His eyes gathered of tears and he sobbed. All his life he had fought this moment. But as it stared at him now, he felt like he had failed his late wife, failed his family.

I hear Samuel's voice call out. My son...

A guy greeted us as he walked to us. "Hi," I replied. "Can I know you?" I asked. "I am Samuel, a lead defender" He replied. "It is nice meeting you," I replied. "I can see you are getting along and you are adapting to my troublesome sister" He replied with a smirk walking away "Damn you, Samson" Sara replied with a friendly annoyance and I chuckled. "He is your brother" I asked to confirm his claim. "Yeah.. My troublesome brother, ``she replied. "You twins?" I asked.

was a guy called Samuel Lambert. Javier thumbed through the report, taking the details in. This man’s dossier described someone remarkably similar to the adopted son of Jonah Lambert, right down to his life experiences. This Samuel had been hailed as a wunderkind who had skipped grades and had managed to enroll in Gale University, one of the nation’s top universities before studying abroad in Sammius to get a Ph.D. in economics.