Walking Sam Novels & Stories

After listening to our driver talk about his adorable family for an hour . We finally arrive at Sammie’s or as the young kids call it The Devil’s Playground .Sammie’s is not your typical bar and definitely not considered a strip joint.Everything come at a price ; it’s not always paid in curancy. This is a every reporter in the cities dream to have unlimited access here . Sammie’s remote and undisclosed location is only known by it select clientele. To my knowledge the cities finest police don’t even know Sammie’s exact location.This in itself is a momentous occassion.

Jax cried out. “You came to a war wearing such expensive shit ?” I deadpanned. “Of course ! I came here all the way to fight the Night Walker fucker in this harsh but beautiful, snowy place for Inst*gram pics, duh,” Jax replied back, just when the scent of wolf blood hit me again and I heard a gurgling sound. Samantha was drinking his blood like a brutal barbaric and I did not need to turn around to see it. “Blergh !”

"Drink this, Sammy, I want you loosened up for Buck and Frank, they'll be here any moment." Sam took the glass and took a hesitant sip. As if on cue, there was a heavy pounding on the front door. "You better have that whole thing finished by the time we walk back in here." Dennis scolded before stalking to the door. Sam listened to it opening, and the sound of stomping snow covered boots being removed while the men spoke in hushed tones so she couldn't make out what they were saying. Scrunching her eyes shut, Sam downed the whiskey in the glass. It burned as it went down her throat but filled her with a soft warmth. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea, for her to be a little drunk. It might be e

Anxiety even pushed him into switching off his phone for that anyone would call and he would mistakenly blurt everything out to them. Samuel reached for the package and tore it open. He shrieked and jumped back, coughing hard and hitting his chest when the wolfsbane leaked out and he inhaled a bit of it. When he was finally able to breath well, he advanced towards the bag again but this time, he made sure to cover his nose with a handkerchief. He took out the bag containing the wolfsbane and he was shocked to see cash notes glaring at him. Not just one or two bundles, it was too many. He has never seen that much money in his life. What was the money for?

She said sarcastically, “North, those are just weeds. Oh, I know you don’t really have a taste for the finer things, but I can give them to you! There’s no need to be so inelegant. They’re just weeds…” “That’s the white saffron grown exclusively in the Taylor family.” Before Reina could finish speaking, a cold male voice sounded. Samuel’s gaze was obscure as he enunciated each word clearly. “A single pill made from it can extend one’s lifespan. It’s hard to come by. In the entirety of Peacevale, there are currently only two stalks of it available.” Reina’s expression froze, and fear rose in her heart… Wait, what was Samuel talking about?!

The moment I knocked, a doctor opened the door, the scent of herbs and antiseptic was thick in the air. Inside, Samantha sat on the sofa, her injured foot already wrapped, but she barely seemed to be in pain. Instead, she clutched a small wooden box against her chest, as if it held something irreplaceable. “Are you okay?” I asked, stepping closer. Samantha lifted her gaze, her eyes clouded with sorrow. Slowly, she opened the box. Inside, there were neat rows of dark chocolate. I stiffened. It looked very familiar—it was the same brand she once insisted I try. The same one she made me give Jason.