The Good Samaritan The Blacklist Novels & Stories

"You were found by a good Samaritan, he promised to come drop by soon." "Good Samaritan in deed. Of all the hospitals in town. He brought me to this place. All our friends and colleagues now knows what has happened to me. He should have just left me there." She said with so much bitterness in her voice. "He should have left me to die. "Don't say that honey, the police are waiting for you to gain consciousness so they can ask you some questions that would lead to the arrest of this evil perpetrators. Until then, you have to hold out strong." Samantha said as she went out to call the doctor.

Have sex with him willingly like she had no dignity? His words tore through her already cracked soul, and she wasn’t even sure whether she could take it anymore. You gave your father a heart attack. You got yourself kidnapped. Your stupidity took eleven lives. Your fault.... She wanted to argue with him that none of this would have happened if he hadn’t blackmailed her in the first place, but even before she could speak her part, he jumped in. “This is what happens when you shake hands with your enemy. Your father’s words will mean nothing to the Bratva if they find out what his daughter had done. The Mafia never forgives betrayers”

Samantha seethed, gnashing her teeth as she spoke. “Come on, Samantha, I would have died if not for your sacrifices, and I am eternally grateful to you, I will remain forever grateful to you all my life” Emily responded. “This right here on my phone is fighting fair” Samantha yelled. “No it is not, sister, it is called blackmail” Emily corrected. “Address it with whatever nomenclature, Emily, but it is what it is” Samantha retorted with a grin. “B... but...” Emily could not form her words. She was completely lost and could not fathom the turn of events.

“If that were the case then we wouldn’t be here, he took Samuel and to me, that is acting enough. Do you want more for you to believe it? let’s face it. maybe this moron is not like the other moron’s you have faced.” He looked offended by what I said but I didn’t care. Why in God’s name was he so stubborn? A child’s life was in danger. “You really do think I am stupid. My men have already tracked his location and are on the way there now. You think I would keep him on the call for this long for nothing.” Oh, now I must really look like a fool. “I told you before, the Black mafia doesn’t hire morons. I have good people working for me or I would have been dead by now.”

"I’m sorry, ma'am! This wasn't my idea! I swear! I… I… I… it wasn't my plan. I… He promised me it was safe! He said the department was covered! Please, don't tell the Grand Alpha! Please, ma'am.” He started to sob, a small, pathetic sound. He reached out as if to grab my hand, but I pulled away. "I didn't come here for you to beg me," I said. "Stand up and be a man. There is a bigger problem than me. A problem that Rain can't kiss away.” He sniffed. “W..what problem?” “Black." The name hit Silas like a physical blow. He stopped sobbing and just stared at me. "Alpha Black?"

The thugs and the driver seemed terrified for this creature standing before them was truly a man beast, his muscles and his breasts were so pronounced under the moonlight that they knew they were cooked if they tried to go against this wolf Samaritan who came to the rescue. "What the fuck are you bozos doing?" The wolf samaritan asked them, the driver said nothing but the first thug spoke for his gang saying “Hey man! This one is none of your business so stay out of this, this girl is a theif so she needs to he punished" "I can assure you that she isn't a theif” The wolf samaritan said as he drew closer to them all and continues

Third Person POV A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length. He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside. "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says. The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.

He replied with a smug smile playing on his lips. I rolled my eyes. I placed my hands straight on each of my side and pushed myself up. I rested my back against the headboard then passed off a breath I didn't know I was holding. Jeremy's accident actually got me and the rest of my visitors out of danger. Xander might have cooked up an awesome idea, but something felt like Jeremy won't hold back. He'd do anything to get his life back. Though I was sure he won't. Dan was the devil incarnate. If he made you his victim, you'll just have to burn in his fire till you die. Then you'd be free.

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.

Desmond turned and looked at his father leaving the sitting room and instantly he diverted his gaze back to the screen, he was enjoying the report and wouldn't like any distraction. "That's good for them, other people are hustling to survive but their own was to steal." He sighed, picked up his office bag and left the sitting room immediately after the reporters finished with the report. Mr. Black went into his room and was thinking of what to do to free those guys and suddenly his mind went to a friend of his who had helped him to do something like this years ago. He took a deep breath and picked up his phone, luckily he found his friend's number as he scrolled down his contacts.