Samuel Ibrahim Novels & Stories

She chuckled happily, with a familiar figure standing behind her, especially Catherine. "Samuel? Is that you?" Catherine asked. "Hey, where have you been? How are you? Are you okay?" she asked worriedly, touching his shoulders, knowing he had been working for the Hart family. With a smile and teary eyes, Samuel replied, "Allow me to formally introduce myself to all of you." Catherine, Svarga, Dhira, and Liam all frowned in unison. "Allow me to introduce myself as the person behind the anonymous account Asasemation. A Samuel Secret Information...."

“Samuel is the second son. First generation. His father is the head of Johnson's co.” “Fuck,” Kristina spit out, “that man is fucking rich, Emma. He can buy this town if he so pleases.”

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.

And show him my glass. "I'm Lucas by the way." he pulls and holds his hand out for a shake. "I'm Courtney," I reply and place my hand in his. He was a really handsome man. He was tall and when I say tall, very tall. He had brown eyes, which were quite intimidating. His hair was styled with some gel. He had a sharp jawline and nose. He had quite a few rings on his fingers. He didn't seem like a normal man. He seemed to be rich. He was wearing a grey suit and from what I know, that was from Dolce & Gabbana. What was he doing here?