Walking Sam Novels & Stories

The Gamma looked slightly more relaxed, but Dane was enjoying this dance and wanted to string Sam along slowly. “You were in the warrior army, weren’t you, Gamma? You ever hear of this ‘RW’ thing?” There was that look again, thought Dane. “Well, no… I mean… it’s been a long time since I was a warrior,” answered Sam, his confidence slipping. Dane knew he was on the ropes. Now it was time for the knockout blow. “Well, it wasn’t that long ago, because Ronin Whiley at the Ravensdale Pharmacy remembers selling it to you.”

"Be careful, Gemma." I nodded. "You, too, Mr. Osiris," I said as I walked away from Mr. Osiris, toward Kuya Samuel, who had a cigarette stuck between his fingers, smoking and ready to run out. "When did you start smoking?" He tossed aside the cigarette, nearly recoiling in astonishment at seeing me. "Y- you're here," Kuya Samuel said, surprised. "Yeah, I'm here," I said, pausing. "Aren't you going to embrace your beloved sister?"

She blew air into the tube, creating enough suction, and before I knew it, the liquid was travelling into the empty barrel through the tube, the blue liquid sloshing and gleaming. "I was relatively new, anyway, the woman was a guest of the leader, and she bought some from me as a gift to him. I guess he must have really loved it because he decided to come down here by himself to talk to me about supplying his people with bræw in exchange for free passage to their land to buy whatever I needed." She explained. I nodded and watched in silence as she worked, helping her bring the barrels closer to the cauldron while she filled them and we covered them with the wooden lids. The sound of a car ca

“Wake up.” Samantha jolted upright, drenched in sweat, the remnants of the dream clinging to her like thorns. Her breath came in shallow gasps. That face again. That same woman. That wolf. She was certain now it wasn’t just a nightmare. It was something else. A memory… or a call. She threw on her cloak and headed straight for Mira’s cottage. Mira was brewing herbs when Samantha burst in. “I need to talk to you. Please,” Samantha said, her voice shaking.