Uncharted Sam Drake Novels & Stories

Epilogue Chloe “Relax,” I tell Sam, trying not to laugh. “I thought they said riding a horse was like riding a bike. Once you learn how to do it, it just comes back to you.” Now I do laugh. I circle Spartan around, clicking my tongue at Drake, an eighteen-year-old horse we recently adopted so Sam can go trail riding with me. Drake is the perfect “husband horse” and has much more whoa than go, and right now is doing everything he can to pull the reins from Sam’s hands so he can graze.

Why did I not trust her when she begged and told me she never had anything to do with him? “Fuck! Fuck!” Damson hit the table so damn hard. “Mr. Sam, where is this hotel staff of yours?” Drake asked. He seemed to be the calmest of us all in this situation. I guess being the Alpha has given him all what it takes to handle situations such as this. This is something I could never bear.

Drake Alpha Lucas is quite foolish if he believes he can catch me off guard. I was aware of his plans long before he considered reporting to his boss. You see, we had bugged the phone that Jackson gave him, and someone as suspicious as Alpha Lucas would carry such evidence with him. So, we were able to overhear his plans to attack us, and now we are actively preparing in response. But first I had to tell the rest about my plans to take on Alpha Lucas alone because this was personal

With that, he got into a sleek sports car and drove off, leaving me stunned and bewildered. I couldn't believe how much Sam had changed. He was no longer the timid and submissive person I once knew. He was now confident, rich, and seemingly powerful. But what shocked me the most was how he had managed to remove the slave band. It was an impossible feat, one that I couldn't even begin to comprehend. Suddenly, a Lamborghini stopped in front of me, more expensive than the earlier sports car. The door swung open, and there sat Drake. "You're here, sir," I replied, my voice laced with surprise.

Sam Style Ramos is an introvert person that captivated the heart of his ultimate avid fan. Sam’s grandmother is gravely ill , devoting himself and all of his effort to make her live longer even at the midst of Covid-19. By the help of the CAM application CEO, it opens a new opportunity for him. Mike as an avid fan helps Sam from his hardship and suicidal thoughts. The application makes sure Sam is the hottest streamer. By that time, he learned to strip off and entered the gay life which Mike Aquino Bautista tremendously waiting for. Thus, the application and heartbreak that damaged his entire life, will it give way for his heart to accept Mike without any hesitations?

Whenn she flushed, he continued, "Don't be embarrassed Sam. I haven't really enjoyed the company of a woman such as yourself in a long time." Drake opened a door previously unnoticed on the wall in the mudroom. Going through the door, they walked out onto a wide wooden deck where a table sat with beautiful china and crystal. Samantha was in awe. There was depths to this man. He was a biker. A beast of a man. Rough around the edges, but with manners to rival any old moneyed family. She began to wonder just who was Drake, President of a motorcycle club.

Sam’s POV “I can’t believe how you two girls are talking to one another. You used to be such good friends,” Drake said, stepping forward. Lily smiled as she believed it was me who was being scolded. Zola was right. I wasn’t the Samantha everyone once knew—the kind, sweet girl who was eager to please and willing to forgive. I am Sam, an independent and headstrong survivor. I do not answer these people, nor should I be afraid of them. I embraced my inner Sasha, the smart-mouthed woman with whom I have been spending time, a woman who is not afraid to say what is on her mind. “It’s hard to be friends with someone who would literally stab you in the back to get into your mate’s pants. There is on

Somehow, I believe it’s not my choice when he continues, “Samuel, right? He turns to him, I’m Ava’s Boyfriend the lie drawls out of his mouth so easily that I could possibly believe it, Leonardo Falcone, he stretches his hand forward. Samuel, looking confused and awe struck at the same time, pulls his hand forward and they share the handshake, and I can see him visibly stiffen as the shake elongates, “uhm I’m Samuel. But you already know that” he says nervously, his eyes moving between Leonardo and I over and over again like he can’t believe what he just heard.

She swallowed at the sight of the creature that her husband was currently trying to help take down. “Is Daddy going to be okay?” little Nick asked and Samantha could not respond, suppressing the dreadful thought that Damon was lying somewhere. . .no, she was not going to ponder on that. Samantha Drake turned back to the screen where the dragon was being shown flapping its massive wings. It was close to five A.M. and the sky was lighting up when Hermes groaned and forced himself up on his feet, having been knocked out cold next to a wreckage of smoking cars and the debris of fallen buildings.

I crossed my legs and waited in my seat. Sam was busy typing behind the monitor. I'm currently with Sam outside Zakael’s office, and it’s past lunchtime. “Why is the meeting taking so long?” I asked, calmly biting the inside of my cheeks. I may be calm on the outside, but I am one impatient woman. Sam chuckled, “He’ll be out shortly.” “You said that five minutes ago.” “He’ll be out shortly,” Sam repeated, smiling at how impatient I can be.