Novels by Sammy X

Elijah Langston walked through the brightly lit hospital hallway with a furious expression plastered across his face after directly witnessing what was going on. He hadn’t changed out of his ruined clothes from the series of fight earlier, so he still looked tattered, with tears all over the fabric that exposed his skin. Thick mud stains covering him from head to toe.“Julius...?” Serena’s beautiful face knitted in deep confusion, as she had not expected to see his face here tonight, especially with the way he currently appeared in such an environment.“Isn’t that your useless husband...?” Beatrice’s face twisted instantly, contorting as though she had just tasted something bitter and disgusting.Even Willow had to chime in, pointing her finger. “Just take a look at his disgusting face. He must have just finished cleaning out the filthy city gutters. Serena, didn’t you give him a job at your Medical Center, or is he really that poor and useless?”“Hmph!” Margaret’s face twisted even

Mia’s large, innocent eyes simply looked up at the furious Margaret, refusing to utter a single word in response to the woman’s aggression. “Hey! I am talking to you! How dare you look back at me?! Do you not have a single ounce of respect for your elders?!” Margaret stomped her heel against the floor and moved her threatening frame forward, but the exhausted Serena quickly stood in her mother’s way. Wanting to de-escalate the situation, Serena reached into her purse, pulled out two currency notes, and gently handed them over to the quiet Mia, warmly saying, “Make sure you get enough to eat...” She patted the little girl away with a soft hand and turned back to face Margaret, who was still vibrating with annoyance. “Mom, please... that is just a child...” Serena pleaded softly.“That is a grown child. But what does that have to do with me?! Why is she calling you Big Sister?! That is too much money! Do you casually give dirty hospital beggars our hard-earned money now?! Do you not k

“Hey, Mia, are you sure you are not ready to sleep? The head doctor gave us two free VIP wards. You can easily have one entirely to yourself...” Serena had returned to little Mia’s side in the quiet waiting area to gently ask.The little girl wasn’t even blinking her eyes. It was as though she was comfortable and naturally accustomed to staying awake that way for the rest of the night.“I do not sleep until the morning comes...” Mia simply responded with an innocent tone. Serena frowned slightly in deep confusion at the unusual response and made a gentle move to probe the little girl further, when an incredibly loud voice suddenly the the entire building.“My beautiful, precious Serena! Did you get hurt...?” She quickly turned her exhausted head to see her mother, Margaret, approaching down the hallway in a hurried manner with her arms widely and dramatically opened.Before the exhausted Serena could even begin brace herself, Margaret had already dragged her daughter into an incredi

Serena looked deeply at his gloved hands, and a heavy gulp nervously went down her dry throat as she hesitated to politely say, “I do not mean to be rude or improperly intrude on your personal privacy. I am just curious about what happened...”If anyone looked closely right now, they would immediately notice that this man no longer had his palms or his fingers. All that was left inside those leather gloves were blunt stumps. She could still vividly remember that he had his hands completely intact at the Old Central District bar that night, but later that exact same night when he came to apologize to her at the hospital, he was already missing his hands and was utterly sorrowful.Did this maiming have anything to do with the underground king, Jafari D. King? Everyone in the entire city was aware of the ruthlessness of the underground system in their dealings, but her DiLaurentis family was surely not associated with them in the slightest. Even the great and aristocratic families in

“I assure you, Young Miss. He is lucky the projectile missed a major artery. The bullet is out now, and we have treated the wound to the best of our medical abilities. He will be back on his feet in just a few short days... Please, allow him to rest now...”Inside a private clinic in the East District, the elderly head doctor in a white coat was discussing the medical situation with an exhausted Serena, while an attentive nurse stood respectfully to the side holding a metallic medical tray. Lying on the hospital bed beside them was the heavily bandaged Old Master DiLaurentis, fast asleep and breathing steadily, with his wrist securely connected to a dripping IV system. He looked quite peaceful and completely out of harm’s way for the very first time that night.“Thank you so much, Doctor. I was genuinely worried,” Serena sighed heavily, a weight lifting from her shoulders as she placed a hand gently on her chest in relief.The elderly medical expert nodded gently, his expression tur

Meanwhile, the Shadow of Death wasn’t hiding on top of any high tree canopy at all. He was grounded right behind the trunk of a tree in the darkness. His heavy Sniper Rifle was resting inside a big, natural hole bored into the trunk of the tree, aiming directly into the clearing where Elijah Langston stood illuminated under the pale moonlight. His right eye was pressed strongly and confidently into the thermal scope of the rifle he was using to view the dark environment. It was a military-grade thermal scope that allowed him to see crystal clearly in the dark, and thus, he had just clearly watched Elijah Langston casually catch that bullet meant to end up buried deep in his skull. That was supposed to be the killing shot! Huh? How in the name of Heaven was that physically possible?! His brain didn’t even have a second to process what had just happened when he watched his targeted prey casually flick the bullet straight back in his exact, hidden direction. The Shadow of Death had

William’s golden eyes narrowed at Marcus who had risen in the center of the crater, but the expression on his face remained indifferent.What other confirmation did he need that Marcus was immortal, just like Emperor Zhao in the ancient texts?As long as his soul was bound to the Forbidden Stone, nothing could completely tear him apart.“Then I shall destroy the stone with you.” William’s expression finally turned darker, and he took a step forward.Destroying the Forbidden Stone was as impossible as killing its holder. At least, the ancient texts say so.There was no holding back anymore, and every ounce of spiritual energy within his being would be put to use.He raised his right hand, and the air around him trembled.Golden lightning began to weave between his fingers, crackling violently as the pressure around him grew unbearable.The dragon tattoo on his back pulsed—the dragon coiling to life.“Heavenly Dragon’s Wrath! Break!”A golden dragon of pure energy erupted from behind h

Marcus was quickly enveloped by the dark mist, and his body steadied midway into the air.His ribs had been utterly broken by that attack just now, but he didn't feel anything.He gripped the stone tighter than before and glared at William from a distance."I underestimated you. Not anymore..." With the aid of the dark mist, he propelled forward, his face filled with intense determination.As he got closer, he stretched the Forbidden Stone and cursed aloud, "Die for me!"A mighty rushing darkness came straight at William, who was slowly descending from the cloud and still had his hand behind him.The sky trembled as the darkness surged forth, twisting the air into a violent storm.The Forbidden Stone pulsed like a beating heart, and with every pulse, the dark mist screamed, taking the form of countless wailing spirits clawing toward William Miller.William’s eyes remained calm but sharp and unwavering.“Ancestral Dragon Art—Ascension Roar!”He raised a single finger, and the air arou

The Dragon of the East—the lone cultivator who once terrorized the East with unmatched techniques and seared fear into the hearts of those who spoke his name.No sect or order could stop his rampage several years ago as he tore through branches and divisions just to achieve his goal in the country. He had vanished ever since, and all that was left was his name and those who sought vengeance against him.William didn't say a word, but he was surely surprised that Marcus would have recognized him. The name Marcus hadn't rung any bell in the East and had only come to his ears here in the West recently. There was no way this person knew him from home.Marcus looked out over the burnt expanse of grassland and inhaled deeply. He shut his eyes and said, "I recognized you by your technique just now. Only the Dragon of the East could possibly invoke a spirit dragon capable of wiping out a million men in a blink. There were always rumors of your presence in the West, but now I know it.""Yo

Tina and the other undercover maid servants wasted no time and took hold of Amelia.They had been scared a moment ago that the young master might scold them, but now his words were final.“You! Let go of me now!” Amelia yelled, but they didn't listen.These women were much stronger than she was and were able to move her carefully without hurting her.“William—do you want to die?! Tell them to let go of me!”Now that it had come to this, she called him by name, hoping he would turn around, but he didn't.Why were they even listening to him?Soldiers assisted, and Amelia was carefully tucked inside the van; the doors were shut tightly.As the vehicle drove away, Amelia looked through the window and felt a deep pain in her heart.She could see William waiting as the army of cultivators drew close.What is wrong with him? Had he listened to her mother's nonsense and now wanted to go after Marcus all by himself?Maybe they should have allowed her to die so she wouldn't have to find out th

"Make sure to get everyone to safety, far from here..." William spoke directly to Tina, and she raised her head to him.She hadn't expected him to give her further instructions instead of a punishment.Just then, several choppers began to appear above the forest, rappelling ropes being let down.Soldiers in heavy gear slid down in large numbers.An ambulance blared toward the manor, and following behind was an endless escort of high-grade military vehicles.This was a scene that could only be seen in a movie.Vera rushed to her confused daughter and embraced her tightly. "Oh my God, Amelia… don't do anything stupid again!"She still couldn't believe that Amelia had intentionally chewed on poison.Edward and Ava also drew closer to confirm that she had fully recovered.But through it all, Amelia had her eyes on William’s figure a short distance away.Why did he feel and look so different from the person she used to know?When the ambulance arrived, ten doctors came running out carrying

Is that him?" The Sinclairs weren't sure they were seeing properly because the man approaching looked completely different.The evening wind seemed to grow heavy as he moved, and breathing suddenly became suffocating.It was as though a mountain pressed down on them.Marcus's eyes widened in excitement and he grinned as if he'd discovered gold. "William Miller, I've wanted to see you for so long. Finally..."Did Amelia Sinclair take her life because of this useless man? He would surely teach him a lesson today and make him beg for mercy.William paid Marcus no heed and simply walked past him to Amelia's body, which lay cold on the ground.Huh?For the first time in a while, the smile on Marcus's face changed to a confused expression, and the strong mist around his fist instantly vanished.What was that pressure he had felt just now? The air around this ordinary-looking man was different in a way he couldn't explain. For the first time since he had held the forbidden stone, it vibrat