Does that mean you aren’t going to be so grumpy?” she teased.
He gave her a crooked smile. “It depends on how nice you are to me.”
Aimi laughed and threw a napkin at him.
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The feeling made him wonder what he would have become if only he’d been allowed to live a normal life. Sports, he knew, would’ve suited him. He was bigger, stronger and much faster than most boys his age. Football was probably the game for him. He liked watching Joshua playing at quarterback, imagining what it would be like to be in his position. To hear the crowd cheering as he made a pass, to feel accepted by his teammates – they were experiences forever denied him. It was nice to daydream though.
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-8 sams_daydream
What has that little tramp got that we haven’t?” asked the brunette archly. “We’ve got a whole lot more.” The red head ran her hands suggestively down her womanly curves. “And there are three of us,
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-8 aimi_owns_sam
I should have resisted somehow. I should’ve done something, anything. Instead, I just stood there and let them ... touch me.” Sam’s face crumpled with disgust at the thought.
“No man has the power to resist their charms. You did what any other man would have done.”
“But that’s just it, isn’t it?” He sat up angrily. “I’m not just any other man. In fact, I’m no man at all. I’m a demon.”
“You are a man, and a good one. Have you even considered that your demon blood would make you just as susceptible to their charms?
Tags: chapter-8 sam-and-aimi
Judging from the fact that you’re out here by yourself, I’d say that you were probably embarrassed,
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-8
The way he looked at me? Sam, you need to understand. Josh and I are friends. That’s it. He might have feelings for me – though I don’t think he does – but I do and always will, view him as a friend.” She put one small finger under his chin and lifted his face up to hers. “Besides, there’s room for only one man in my heart.
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-8 aimi-to-sam
You really are pretty stupid sometimes, you know that? I think you must be more man than demon.” With that, she stormed off. Sam sat where he was, feeling bewildered. “Did I say something wrong?
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-8 aimi-to-sam clueless-sam
And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name. Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.” Revelation 13: 16–18
Phillip W. SimpsonTags: chapter-9-intro
And remember your promise,” said Sam, wagging a finger at him. “Don’t follow us.” The man glared at him but kept silent....
“What?” asked Sam, slightly confused by his good humour.
“I can’t believe you said that.”
“What?”
“You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry. Do you think you’re the hulk or something?” He laughed again. Sam found himself smiling although he was just telling the man the truth. He wouldn’t like him when he was angry. No-one did.
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You don’t ask for much, do you? It may look like we’ve got a whole lot of supplies here, but I’ve got five hungry boys to feed, plus I give whatever I can to Adam and the Black Ridge lot. You need to give me a real good reason, otherwise the answer is going to be no.”
Sam took a deep breath. “I’m going to kill the Antichrist.”
Big Tom sat completely still for a moment. Then he smiled. “Yep. That’ll do it.
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