Sinopsis Novel Samuel Novels & Stories

Samantha collapsing in the snow as her wolf awakened. The long journey to the Midnight Pack. The discovery of the pregnancy. Isaac's birth. The years of hiding, of training, of learning to control powers that should have belonged to a woman twice her age. And now Samantha was back in Emberclaw Castle, pretending to be a stranger, risking everything to heal the wife of the man who had broken her heart. All while fighting the mate bond that pulled her toward Maddox like a tide she could not resist. Ysabella's chest ached.

She’s with this woman. “Oh, wait…” Suddenly, Samantha halted with a crease on her forehead. “Are you… perhaps married?” How I hope so, Samantha. At my age, I fucking hope so. But with this disability… I could no longer hope for that, until you came. I wanted to say those words but I just ended up shaking my head. “Then what’s stopping you from sleeping with me?”

Liam had a reserved yet mature demeanor. He was dependable and meticulous in everything he did, which drew the admiration of many women. Ever since they were teenagers, Samuel had always fallen short of Liam in both academic rankings and popularity. He'd mirror Liam's mannerisms on purpose, but it'd often make him look ridiculous instead. In my previous life, Samuel hated Liam. Because of this, I had always kept my distance from him as well. If it weren't for my rebirth, I doubt we'd even become acquainted at all. However, now that he was my new fiance, I couldn't help but wonder about a few things.

The general idea was that she and Samuel were husband and wife, but because of Samuel's dealing with Velocisaurus, there was an unknown effect, which led him to be reborn when he was 14 years old, which was also the time at which he was now. But for Yvonne, those words sounded like a fairy tale. "Don't tell me you deliberately made up this story to pick up girls?" Yvonne doubted. Samuel had a bitter smile on his face. To pick up girls, he did not need such a complicated and illusory story. With Samuel's financial strength, all he needed to do was spend money. "If it's just a story, how can it be convincing?" "If it's just a story, how can you float in the air?"

She never thought that she, Letitia, would one day be cheated on and get married and have a baby, what's the difference between that and the protagonist of one of those eight o'clock drama TV shows? I'm afraid the Letitia of the past would have dropped her jaw when she saw the Letitia of today. "Letitia, you're awake." Samuel pushed through the door, a food box in his hand, his suit wrinkled and wrinkled, obviously unchanged, his face unrefreshed and a green stubble sprouting from his chin. Letitia sat up and pointed at his nose, "How dare you come here? Get the hell out of here." Samuel put his food box on the table and pulled up a chair, "You'll have to listen to me."

Samuel was looked at by Ella with eyes filled with suspicion, he scratched his head again. "Gabriella, I forgot to ask where you want to go?" It seemed that he had no prior plan for this journey. Exactly as described in the original. Samuel is a liberal who loves freedom. Therefore, he rarely lived in one place for too long. Samuel's whereabouts have always been a mystery to everyone. It was difficult for Duke Hesing to find Samuel. As soon as Samuel asked Ella, he immediately patted his forehead in self-blame. Gabriella is a princess brought up to be closed. How could such a child know so many places on the Lani continent?

It was a sentence. Antonio stared at his nephew. The man he had tried to break, the champion he had tried to bury, was standing in front of him, and the fog was completely gone. Samuel’s eyes were glowing with a primal, golden light—the unmistakable mark of an Alpha who had found his scent. "Samuel," Antonio stammered, his voice thin and high. "You... you shouldn't be here. This is a private legal matter. Your father and I were just—" "I heard," Samuel interrupted. He took a single step into the room, and the air seemed to bow out of his way. "I heard you trying to tell my mate that she doesn't exist."

"I'm so sorry. I never imagined my teacher would treat you like this. You weren't sick at all—he misdiagnosed you." In the next instant, Yuvan and I moved in together, pressing him down before he could react. I demanded, "Tell us—how did Samuel really die?" The doctor, Aaron York, looked at us and quickly understood why we were there, and he explained everything in detail. As he pulled out a small notebook from his bag, my breath caught. It was Samuel's journal, the one I had given him years ago. He had written in it ever since. "Samuel never showed any real signs of being unstable. He followed the treatment prescribed by his father, my teacher. On the surface, he seemed fine. Everyone thoug

He sets a tray of breakfast and coffee on the end table, kisses the top of my head, and then goes about his day. The story stops abruptly. I search the entire yacht until I find Jude. I say, "Where's the rest?" Motioning for me to sit on his lap, he asks, "What'd you learn?" "Samuel had an older brother whose wife died during childbirth. He believes she birthed the Alpha." "If his brother's son is the Alpha, why do the Knights claim Samuel was the last Alpha?" "If you give me the rest of the story, I'll answer you." "That's it. That's all my mother left me with."

the double whispered, turning into light, flowing back into June’s chest. Suddenly, she felt the weight of her heart return, her strength soaring. Her armor vanished—she was herself again: completely, beautifully human. Samuel stood at the bridge’s edge. His galaxy eyes spun so fast, they blazed white. The room was a storm of light and noise, people racing for the exit. “You think you’ve won?” Samuel hissed—his voice a grinding stones’ rasp. “If I can’t have my perfect library, I’ll have a graveyard. If the door can’t be locked, I’ll burn the house down.”