Samuel Okechukwu Novels & Stories

“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 groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I continued to sit and observe long after I finished my coffee, which lived up to Dorothy’s hype by the way, and was just about to get up to leave when a guy, probably around my age, approached my table. “Hi.” He said, flashing me a set of dazzling white teeth as he gripped the back of the chair directly across from me. “Hello back” I said, almost like a question. “I’m sorry, I noticed you walking through town today, I work at the mechanics across the road.” He said smoothly, as he pointed to the workshop directly across from us “I just got off work and saw you still here, I had to come and introduce myself because there is never anyone new in town, especially anyone my age. I’m Jake” he hel

Donovan took hold of Boma’s hand and they followed behind his grandfather. When they entered the house, Boma marveled at the interior. A nice clean scent was in the air. It smelled like some sort of fresh air freshener and made her want to keep staying there. Again, she controlled herself from inhaling deeply. She didn’t want to embarrass herself. She also admired the interior décor. Everything was shiny and big. “Grandpa is a Civil Engineer by profession,” Donovan informed her. “He always gets contracts from the government and private clients and firms. And lest I forget, he is the CEO of Azel company as well as the Executive director of Garrett farms which he inherited from my great grandp

she repeats herself while finishing up cooking. “Oh okay, who?” I ask curiously as I move around the counter next to Sam. He’s still my safe place. I try not to make it a habit of being so close to him, but after so many years of doing it, it just feels normal. He gives me a small smile and places his hand on my knee, a silent meaning to us both. We are each other's comfort. As much as he is mine, I am his, I’ll keep his secrets, and he’ll keep mine no matter what. “Alpha Oliver Steward of Liverpool,” she mutters as she throws the pan into the sink, making a loud crash against the stainless steel sink.

To ensure that I didn’t lose my child, he was playing this whole dirty game right now. The lies and treason, all these exposed him as the man that he was. Dean kept his eyes on me for a second, frowning in confusion before he looked at the door. His mother, father, and the so-called Kai stood, frowning at our sight. “I, Alpha Dean Ivanov, Pakhan, and Alpha of Alphas, accept your rejection.”

He replied boldly. There was a long silence before he sat across from her and exhaled. “Let me tell you more about my background and who I am in general”. He took a deep breath as he was about to talk. “My name is Kingsley Osaro. Some know me as a real estate mogul, others as the Scandal-ridden philantropist who vanished from the headlines. But who I'm really am that is a question I've been trying to

“Emeka Odeka?” “Yes, sir.” James staggered back and dropped heavily into the chair behind him. His heart hammered violently in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears. This couldn’t be happening. Not Odeka. Not now. Mr. Emeka Odeka was not just another investor. He was the investor. An oil and gas magnate with business interests spread across several states in the United States and deep-rooted operations in Nigeria, Odeka’s name carried enormous weight in financial circles. His involvement alone had given Striker Holdings credibility in rooms James had never been able to enter before.

Said Master Tukul who acknowledged the strength of the two participants and continued his words "Then if we talk about Samuel, surely we all don't need to doubt how strong he is Samuel Last year he was the one who came out as the 1st strongest human champion in the Zeon tournament at that time But if I could choose I would prefer Samuel who would come out as the champion. The champion is back this year" said Master Tukul who sounded more favored by Samuel who will come out as the champion this year again.

“Funmilayo Ogunbiyi, JS 1A!; “Two, Ayomide Cole, JS 1B!; “Three, Bidemi Gbadamosi, JS 2A!; “Four, Daniel Chisom, JS 2B!; “Five, Emmanuel George, JS 3A! And finally contestant six, Aduragbemi Sodipe, JS 3B!