Samuel L Jackson Novels & Stories

The private dining room was spacious and elegantly decorated, buzzing with the arrival of directors, screenwriters, producers, and other creators involved in the project. Director Samuel Jackson greeted Allie with a wide smile, his eyes lighting up like he’d just discovered treasure. Throughout dinner, Samuel couldn’t stop complimenting her. At one point, Allie’s curiosity got the better of her. “Director Jackson, I’ve been meaning to ask,” Allie began tentatively, “why did you choose me out of all the auditions?” Samuel chuckled, swirling his glass of wine. “Well, Allie, the character of Laura Peterson is sweet, awkward, and refreshingly genuine. When you barged into the meeting room and fr

“But you can call me Demon.” But Jackson barely heard her last words, as all he was focused on were her silver teeth. ~~~ “Well, this should be fun!” Samantha grinned as she stood in the large training field, “I’m not allowed to go all out much anymore. My Luna gets nervous!” She grinned again, catching my eye for a split second.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

i love him too ladyvera: sure, i guess ladyvera: tho i’ve never seen his movies before ladyvera: pick the best jackson101: all his films are good. he’s one of the best ;) jackson101: trust me nelson_00z: yey!! who’s gonna send an invite? jackson101: Meeting ID: 908-784-882 Meeting Password: 9uecfth6 nelson_00z: great, see you ladyvera: wait, still making popcorn

The man was even calling himself Sammy while talking to Javier despite being in his thirties and older than him. Obviously, the guy was at his wit’s end. That was why he had tried calling Reivaj Group’s number and contacted Javier. Javier was currently in Jade’s office and was sitting in her chair, the owner of the space and the furniture now on his lap. Javier answered tauntingly, “Sammy who? The one who drives the garbage truck and asks for trash or the one who sits outside the supermarket and keeps telling everyone his family died of the plague?” Samuel was infuriated on the other end of the line but he did not have a better solution. He could only yield and go along with this. “Neither o

I say. "Well lucky for you I do, as a matter of fact I have one" he says, offering me his hand to shake. "Samuel Jackson." I look down at his hand, cautiously debating on whether or not to shake it before finally giving in. His warm hand embraces mine gently, holding it there so that I can not move. "Grace Brooks," I say. "You're not from around here are you?" I ask him. I don't want to seem too suspicious, but I have to ask him. I think I'd remember if I saw a face like his before.

"He asked me to marry him!" Samantha screams through my cell phone speakers. My. World. Stops. I'm not sure if it's because Sam is my oldest and longest friend or if there is some other reason I freeze. I want to be excited by her news, but I'm not. "Congrats. That is so exciting. I'm happy for you, Sam." Fuck did I lie to Sam? Now I know something is wrong with me. This is Sam we're talking about. Samantha Laplow, with her long brown hair and soft blue eyes. She would make any man happy. But that man will, unfortunately, never be me.

Granted, he revealed news about my parents when my emotions were still all over the place, so perhaps Konstantin is correct. We need some space from one another right now. “I could do with a strong glass of whatever you have,” I say as we walk into the bar. He chuckles while heading straight towards the bar counter. I sit down opposite him as he pours amber liquid into a tumbler. “Uncle Jack always helps me when I’m feeling pissed off.” He says and hands me the whiskey tumbler, which I down in quick succession. Konstantin’s eyes widen, then he grins.

"Believe me, you are the most famous bitch in the world right now. There are photos throughout your social network and Mr. Jackson 's, and that's not the worst. You are in all the digital magazines, newspapers and online programs. Tomorrow, imagine how everyone will be at school. Luke swallowed hard with what his best friend said. Surely his parents already knew the millennium bomb, he was dead. He felt his cell phone in his pockets, he did not want it to be forgotten. Before he could open the door his father Samuel opened the door quite angry. He gasped at the force he received as soon as the door was closed that he did not even have time to say goodbye to his best friend. "Can you know whe

"I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead." I chuckled, and shrugged my shoulders. "Well Channing Tatum and Dave Franco are in these movies. They're amazingly hot!" A deep growl rumbled through his chest and that caused me to laugh hysterically. "You're cute when you get jealous." I pinched his cheeks but he pulled away. "Okay, love birds. The movie is starting. So shut up!" Daniel yelled towards us. Aaron didn't take that lightly because he tried to get up but I pulled him down.