Novel & Cerita Transformers Fanfiction Sam Treated Like A Sparkling

Their faces seemed to be calm, but their eyes were burning from fury and their knuckles had turned white. They looked like they were going to kill someone. Athena was stuck in between telling them the rest of the other three accidents—no, deliberate events were even worse than sometimes. Athena wondered how many lives Samarah had. When Samarah had appeared in front of her and introduced herself as Sam, short for Sammy, she recognized her immediately even though she had changed so much from her past self. But if we're talking about the sunny Samarah that she encountered when they were elementary, she felt that the Sam and the Samarah back then weren't different.

I lick him again. “What on earth are you doing, Sam? Are you getting ready to eat me?” “You smell like mint taffy. I wanted to see if you tasted like it, too.” “Do I?” “Do you mind if I take another lick?” “Okay, sure.” “I lick his arm. Yum, so tasty. Then his cheek and chest. It’s like a party in my mouth. I kiss and lick his belly. Before I realize it, I’m going further down.”

"Sam, I haven't been feeling well lately… Can't you keep me company at home instead?" Sam frowned, and his tone turned cold, "Penny, I thought you knew that I don't like it when women interfere with my work. Be obedient and wait for me at home, and I'll bring you a gift." My last shred of hope shattered, and my heart turned cold as I nodded. "You're right. I was being unreasonable. Go ahead."

"Please, don't stop. I still need to fuck. Sorry uncle, but I need his dick so badly." Sam's chest swelled with fierce devotion and protectiveness. Seeing her like this, vulnerable and openly succumbing to him, her Wet Pussy Syndrome turning her into this frantic, dripping mess, only made him want to claim her more. He hated how much she'd suffered alone all this time. Listening to her crying through the walls night after night killed him. No more. This was his chance to give her relief, to show her she wasn't disgusting. That she was beautiful. Perfect. "Then we'll fuck all you want. Don't listen to him," Sam promised, pumping away on top of her for all he was worth.

He is panting when asking him, “do you know who are you bothering?! I have something to do and I have so many problems to solve—“ His words are interrupted when it sends again with his tongue licking his upper teeth. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. “Am I too generous for this?” his voice turns soft as he speaks again, “I only have one request.” It feels like something is obstructing the voice box of Sam, he cannot believe he is being a dick again. Sam can see him stripping his polo and revealing his muscular body with a scar on his chest. “Do you have a scar?” Sam asked and he looked at it then poin

That I wouldn't change. Samantha had given me hope though. With her, I really thought I could change. I really thought I could be a better person. I thought she saw that in me. Now, I see that I was wrong all along. Now I realize there really is no redemption for me. Samantha doesn't see it so neither do I. “I want you to stop killing people,” Samantha says. “I want you to stop capturing people. I want you to keep everyone safe. But I can't be with you.”

Gagging against her compressed trachea. “I thought you and I had an arrangement. But it appears you not when to leave well enough alone.” He released her abruptly and let her slide down the trunk. “I’m sorry, Jaecar.” She bowed her head and backed up from him. A submissive pose it wouldn’t occur to Samantha to assume. “Know that any touch you put on her will be thrice times as done unto you.” “I understand.” Keeping her eyes averted she rounded and scampered off to her hut. Ashamed of having been caught taunting the other female.

⸻ A soft breeze moved through the arena. Snowflakes drifted between them. The peaceful atmosphere felt strangely fragile. As though the world was granting them a brief moment of calm before another storm arrived. Sam lowered her gaze. “I’m scared.” The confession escaped before she could stop it. The words sounded small. Vulnerable. Honest. Froz immediately turned toward her. Not judging. Not dismissing. Simply listening. The way he always did when she needed it most. ⸻ “I don’t know how to be this person,” Sam admitted quietly. “Everyone keeps talking about the Moon Heir, the prophecy, the chosen one.”

she said and yawned. Sam rolled her eyes. What a thing to say after not showing up for more than a year. “Wait, does that mean I can transform?” she was already standing, the food forgotten. “No, you can’t. You will have to deal with having only m__” Sam.s face fell as her butt found the bed once more. If only she wo__ “I’m just kidding! Of course, you can transform. Why am I here?” Sam leaped up, at the same time the door flew open and the girl’s face appeared. Her eyes roamed about the room in consternation. Sam knew why.

“I guess it is a good thing that you drug me up the stairs when you did. It would be a real shame if I lost my temper my first day here.” Tanner raised up, his face red from laughing so hard “Don’t get me wrong, I would love to see you give her a piece of your mind. But Sam is one of our strongest female warriors. She is a lot taller than you. I really don’t want to see you get hurt. Plus, she is only acting that way because you are prettier than her. She is afraid Gabriel is going to show someone else more attention than her.” I stared at Tanner. I was shocked that he would write me off so quickly, before even seeing me training. I decided against telling him just how easy I could knock Sam