The Samurai Book Novels & Stories

Samantha stated as Karisa was nodding at her. “Take your time, Sam. You know I will be here,” Karisa replied, looking at the book that her brother Sebastian used to read whenever he had the time for himself. The title was A Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne. Samantha never knew that Karisa was a Vernian. Huh, interesting indeed, Samantha mused as she smiled, remembering her reclusive brother who was probably busy with his duties as the doctor of the pack as well as an official of the Shadow Pack. Samantha blinked her eyes when she remembered the information that Karisa told her earlier.

Unlike Mason, walang pang-itaas na suot ang tarantado and just wandered around my house like that habang magulong-magulo pa rin ang buhok nito. "Cam! Look at this book. Di ko alam na nagbabasa rin pala ng mga ganitong libro si Samantha.." I frowned when he had said habang pasalampak na umupo ito sa tabi ko. "What book?" "This book." He said while showing the cover page of that book. WHERE THE SUN DOESNT SHINE I frowned when I get a close look at it. This is the same book in her dad's office. Kung saan ko nakuha ang family ng mga Romero noon.

Gaura attacked him and in that fight Ken got a cut on his forehead while he also had a mark on his body which was a prove that he was the one who lost in that war. "Just because you can hold a sword doesn't mean you can be a samurai." Samuel mocked her once again but this was the last mistake he made that day. Gaura charged at him. Samuel moved and the sword passed near his ear and pierced in the wooden table behind. Samuel instantly became sober and looked at the sword in horror. Gaura pulled the sword out of the wood and again attacked him but he ran around bed. Now Gaura was chasing him around the room while destroying the expensive items. Soon both were breathless and only the big bed wa

Sam claimed, recommending me books that would have my undies soaked. "Me too."

“Ryden just told me that I’m an abomination, a destroyer of the world.” “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Samarah spoke again. “And you do?” I snorted. “Do tell me, Samarah, at least before you die. Let the truth out. Be useful.” “Your blood is the only thing that can destroy the book.” “Wow.” I rolled my eyes. “It all started with my fucking blood, and it’s the only one that can destroy everything. That’s fucking amazing, don’t you think?”

“She helped picked and recommended these books I’m bringing back for Lucio. He’s definitely going to love them and will not be sleeping early.” Damian shook her hand briefly because Sam then immediately pulled her hand away. The look he gave her made her want to walk out straight from the shop but she held herself. “Will you be taking the books with you, Ms. Samantha?” The staff who assisted her asked, interrupting their exchange to her relief. “This is the total of your purchases. Will it be cash or card?”

"Yes, I don't have the habit of being affectionate with random people, unless we're really close like family." Someone like Jack, for example. Being affectionate with him came naturally to her. Sam quickly waved his hand. "Then forget it. Mr. Cooper is fine." It was better than being like family to her… Suddenly, he seemed to have remembered something. Sam reached into his bag and pulled out a book. However, Miranda gasped before he could say anything, "You bought it?" Indeed, the book in Sam's hand was the limited edition copy she hadn't finished reading at the private bookstore on West Street!

I took the book and scanned through the pictures inside and the information within it, and I saw a face that had an uncanny resemblance to Charlene. I knew this book was familiar. I took it near my bookshelf and pulled a book I promised to give Samarah. “Hah, really… who are you, Samarah?”

Miho growled again, scowling at Sam who was coughing on his words whilst he took out a book from his bag pack. Instantly after receiving her book, Miho hurried away without looking behind. Sam gulped, urging his tears not to escape whilst he stormed out of the restaurant. — "You are…e-evil!" Spat as soon as he had reached his home. His eyes were bloodshot and watery— his face was covered in sweat as if someone had splashed water all over his face. ""Give it up! Nobody will be with a lowlife like you!"" Sam recalled words someone had said to him. Tears made a sudden waterfall on his pale cheeks, his whole body was shaking.

I chuckled to him before asking the girls. "Josie it's nice to finally be able to talk to you as well. I've been watching you for months and you are quite an extraordinary woman. Even through the grief and being completely shit faced you still have the focus to just get shit done. That book on demons and other hell realm creatures is excellent. I mean seriously advanced stuff. The wisdom you put into it, the knowledge you've shared with others through it, I am utterly impressed with it and can't wait until it's released." Sammie spoke as I plated dinner for the three of us.