You've Reached Sam Age Rating Novels & Stories

The chatters and the laughters have calmed down a bit and it feels as if we’re all alone. “I’m sorry. They’re just kids,” He says, running his fingers through his hair. “They love it when Sam cooks. They always come here for food,” “Are you close with them?” “Yeah, I watched them grow. Their parents are an old friend,” I nod, playing with my fingers. “About Sam . . .” “What about Sam?” “Is she like . . . a couple of more centuries older than you?” A soft chuckle escapes his lips as he continues to look at me, “Sam is just fifty-three.”

So, I wasn’t counting on their support in this matter. Samuel sighed then as if he was waiting for everyone to leave before he could show how exasperating he found me. His behavior irked me and I wanted to grab his shoulders, shake him violently, and make him see some sense. “You can’t fight right with the pack today,” Samuel says, blank-faced, as if any other notion was unthinkable. “Why?” I ask, defiant, wanting him to give me some reason. “Because you’re not yet eighteen and you can’t yet participate in pack fights!” Samuel states, bored, and uncaring about my proposal.

He became a powerful cultivator, and his lifespan was extended by another three hundred years. He looked at his people after a long sigh. He nodded and said, "Get up, everyone." Everyone stood up and gathered around Weston to chat with him. Weston glanced at Sam and said displeasingly, "I can't believe you're still an intermediate Ambience level cultivator. Can't you improve a little?" "I'm sorry. I'm stuck at this level and can't seem to improve." Sam's head hung low in shame. Sam looked like a middle-aged man, but he was actually in his seventies. His father was not an Ambience level cultivator and had passed away a long time ago.

He growls in my face and the tears I’ve been holding back rushes down my face, staining my cheeks and blurring my vision. My voice is small and defeated, as I say. "Is that why you did it? To hurt me? She’s fucking fifteen, Sam. How could you!" He shoves me to the side and laughs. "She’s old enough. And you should know I wouldn’t care about anything else if I have a goal in mind. You opened your legs to that bastard and this is just me repaying your kindness. Aren’t I just the best?"

Sam retorted. "Young lady you will watch how you talk to us! Soon as that doctor releases you, we are taking you home!" Her dad ordered. "And your dad will introduce you to some nice suitable men you can marry." Her mom replied. Now Snake and Hawk are holding Smokey back. He's about to rip into her parents. "NO! Like hell you will!" Sam hollered. "Excuse me?" Her mom asked. "Your hearing going on your old age? You heard me. I live here! I am not going to your house! I'm twenty-four years old and you can't order me to do a damn thing!" Sam retorted.

she teased him with a smile However the little kid who had almost won his battle with death had grown up more than before He could sense that something was amiss and she wasn’t smiling from her heart “Sammy, even if I look like a 9 year old, I am still a man, I know something has happened, Sammy, wait for me, when I grow up I will protect you from all the evil men around you.. I will be the only man in your life,” Samaira was taken aback by his words, the intensity he spoke with was surreal

Sam pressed the video button, "Win, can you start the video? I want to see you." Win obediently accepted Sam's video invitation, and the two looked at each other across the screen. write. "Sam, are you thin again?" I remember that Sam's cheekbones weren't that high when we met last week. Why is Sam today so thin that Win feels a little strange. "What's the matter? I still stay up so late?" "I...I can't sleep..." Seeing the boy who made himself longing on the screen, Sam suddenly blushed. "I think... I think..." The inexplicable urge to cry made Sam unable to even speak a complete sentence.

The only sound that could be heard was that of the radio. "Thanks Min Seok" I said when we arrived at Samantha's house "You're welcome! But are you sure you're fine? I mean... " "I'm fine, just tired" I cut him off with a fake smile I walked sluggishly inside the house and slumped on the chair when I got in. "What's wrong this time?" Samantha asked walking in with a glass of wine "You're underage Sam, you shouldn't be taking this" I scolded "Really? I'm going to be eighteen soon" she said with an eyeroll dropping the glass on the table

I bit at him. "Alright. Challenge accepted. You can choose three spots for me to bite. I promise you'll moan. If you don't, that's it. I will leave you alone for the coming week." Sam smirked broadly with an evil sly smile and actually unbuttoned the top button of his shirt in excitement. "Deal." I said before I could think about it. Don't moan. Easy peasy. Sam looked like a kid on Christmas as soon as I said the word. He eyed my body and sucked on his teeth as if they were itching.

LUNA POV I heard noises from downstairs. I feel sleepy at this time. I squint my eyes, the sunlight from my window was blinding me. I pulled my body to get up when the door burst open and Sam came in. He was panting and full of sweat. "Mom, please come with me. It's about Ara and Aya," Sam told me. "What about them?" Sam was my firstborn. He was nine years old now. Just like his father, he was a responsible man. He has pure alpha blood, I know he will be a good alpha of our pack in the future.