Uncharted Sam Drake Novels & Stories

“Drake’s considered a highly esteemed guest here. He knows his way around.” Drake gave a nod, his expression unreadable, then added, “I owe Samuel a lot for everything he did for me back then. So when he asked for a way into the casino, I pulled some strings and got him a special invitation.” He shot Samuel a quick glance. “But I never imagined it was about Shane Morgan.” At the mention of her name, I felt my pulse quicken. “Well, what about her?” I asked, leaning closer.

Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain. 'Drake. . . let them hurt me,' Emily entered his mind again. 'Let them torture me. . . just run away from the forest, save yourself,' Emily added weakly. 'No! Stop commanding me, Emily! That's not the only thing you get from me once I bring you back to the mansion!' he sounded mad, with no emotions at all. Drake killed the hunter mercilessly. He didn't let them escape from his raging eyes. He keeps on beheading those hunters who tried to get his way.

I said in my harsh tone. She smiled seductively. "I want to do business with you. But first you should sit and let's talk." Business? Is this girl crazy or what? She's so confusing and annoying. And why would I take a drink from her?. "What makes you think I'd want to do business with a crazy bitch like you. You seriously think you're that important aren't you? Do you have any idea who I am?." "Drake John Sunders. One of the biggest hits in the country and the world, has the biggest assets and leader of a big gang. I know everything about you. You have a brother, mother, father, girlfriend and... a daughter."

I sent in my mini-drone instead and let it feed back images to my custom display. Nothing illegal. No creepy creatures. No secret labs. Everything was clean. Impressive. I was about to bounce out and meet Dre when— “HELP!” Dre’s mindlink came screaming into my head. Oh fates. What did that idiot get himself into now? * * * * * Samantha’s POV I skidded to a stop mid-swing, scanning the forest below—only to freeze at the absolute insanity unfolding beneath me. Dre. My Beta. My best friend. The self-proclaimed Ninja King—

I remembered as the words proceeded out of my mouth. "Now is there any news about Amanda's issue?." He asked, his voice and facial expression turning serious almost immediately. "I talked with Draco today and he said the rogues in charge of spying were still hot on the trail of the Crimson Pack, but we found something new." I informed and he tilted his head in a confused expression. "What did he find?." He demanded. "He said that the armies of Crimson—" I was trying to explain when Amanda's tiny little shrill voice came piercing through my ear drums.

"I think the freak should keep us company. She may be weird, but she's got a kick ass body." Drake huffed. "Interesting." He seemed to be debating. "Go get your car and pull it around while I stay here with her." "Sure thing, man." Sam went down the steps and took a left toward the student parking lot. When he was out of sight, Drake gave me a once over. "I know what you are. You're disgusting and shouldn't be in this realm." Spit from his mouth hit my cheek while he spoke. I wiped it away. "What do you mean?" I asked, even though I somehow knew he knew what I was. Even though it was impossible. And at the moment, I wasn't supernatural, but just like him.

You can’t move because I command it so. “Drake I don’t understand.” “Girl you are bait for a very important witch. It’s what you human’s call a real do-gooder.” Drake could see she was having trouble understanding what was going on. Samantha was petrified. She stared at Drake as he flashed black as night for a spilled-second. “What the hell!” “No, not yet.” Smirked Drake Snapping his fingers, Drake watched as Samantha dropped to the sand with a thud knocking the breath out of her. He took his time moving her around and making sure she didn’t make a sound.

*** The next afternoon, Samantha and Joanna left the office with Adrian after they were done with work. Adrian drove and originally planned on taking Samantha to the hospital for her first pregnancy check up when their car was suddenly met with the roaring engines of more than twenty cars right after they got onto the highway. Instantly, they were heavily surrounded as an entire group of people got out of their cars. Among these people were Jimmy, Moses, and Abigail. Joanna’s face turned pale when she saw them, while Samantha seemed confused. She asked, “Who are they?” Joanna hurriedly said, “The one in front is Moses Drake from Northrive’s Drake family. The woman is Abigail, his younger sis

Heat washed through me—sudden, overwhelming, almost suffocating. Samuel Drake. My heart dropped. Oh my God. Samuel Drake. The undefeated prosecutor. The man known nationwide for dismantling criminal cases piece by piece until nothing is left but confession and ruin. The man who crushed entire syndicates without blinking. The man who never—never—lost a case. I had heard stories. Everyone in the legal world had. But seeing him—standing tall, composed, immaculately dressed in a charcoal suit with a posture that commanded control—made every nerve in my body jolt.

Emma snaps giddy, he huffs shaking his head “What did you bet?” Drake asks amused, setting the stuff down for Evelyn to put away “That there was no way lilly went to an orphanage and came home without a kid, gimi I want to meet him/her?” “Him” Drake corrects smirking “Ahh little noah?” She asks, drake laughs shaking his head at emma “You guys weren’t lying when you said you were close” I shake my head “Nope, I’m already godmum to baby Samual”