S.S.Sam
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S.S.Sam is a 24 year old. She has a Bachelors and a Master's in Psychology and is currently working on a PhD in Psychology. She is the founder and creator of Dreamers Awake. She knew from a very young age that she loved to read and write. Today, she has a total of 20 books written down. The Deceiver is however the first book published by her. S.S.Sam's motto is that dreams come to you so that you can write them down and share with others. Hopefully you guys enjoy The Deceiver preview provided down below.
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NEW BOOK ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!
The Deceiver
By S.S.Sam
The Deceiver is a self-published book by S.S.Sam. The book is fiction and is not based on any true events of any sorts. |
BOOK DESCRIPTION
Amanda is a first year college student who's main focus is to finish school to make a better living. But things don't always go as planned. The first day, Amanda meets Mike; whom she immediately falls for. They begin dating and move in together. Mike is the perfect guy....or is he? As stated before, things never go as planned. |
Previews of The Deceiver
.....................................Chapter 1.........................................
Today was my first day of college. My parents had just dropped me off and I was extremely nervous. I had never been from home for more than a couple of weeks at a time……and that was for summer camp.
My hands were so sweaty that if I had to hang onto a cliff for dear life waiting for safety to come…….I would probably drop in 2 seconds.
I rubbed my hands on my pants, anticipating the emergence of my roommate. I wondered what she would be like. Would we connect or would we be arch enemies; avoiding each others contact like the plague
To pass time, I began to unpack my things. If only my parents could have stayed and helped me. I hadn’t realized just how much I’d brought until we started unloading. I was real tempted to send half of the stuff back with my parents.
I was just getting to my clothes bin when I heard the knob jiggle. I looked up in time to see my roommate (I’m guessing) and her family coming into the room.
I stuck my hand out for them to shake and then realized they were still sweaty. Quickly, I withdrew my hand and instead did a quick wave with this stupid “over-doing” it grin.
Hi, my name is Amanda.
My roommate (Kathie) and her parents quickly rambled off their names. After introductions, Kathie’s parents were gone. If I hadn’t actually spoken to them…..I wouldn’t have believed that they were even here.
I glanced over at my roommate’s things. She didn’t have nearly as much stuff as I did. Her and her parents only made that one trip. She didn’t even have a television with her; weird. I really hoped she wasn’t someone against TV because I had to watch Big Brother. There was no way I was missing any of those episodes.
I looked back at my stuff feeling embarrassed that I’d brought that much.
Kathie cleared her throat behind me….taking me from my wondering thoughts.
Don’t feel embarrassed. I would’ve brought that much stuff too but my dad’s truck broke down right before we started loading up. I had to squeeze everything I could get into their tiny car.
I shook my head.
Ahhhh…..okay cool.
That was it for conversation for a while. We both focused on putting away our things and clearing a pathway to at least be able to get out the door. About 30 minutes passed and Kathie was officially done unpacking. Sadly I still had about three containers left to unpack.
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My legs, arms, and my back were all hurting. I sat down to take a break….thinking that I was definitely going to get a massage before class started on Monday.
So I heard there’s a party tonight. You down?
I smirked. Of course! I’m always down for a party.
Kathie smiled wide and proud right back at me. That’s my gurl! I knew I was going to like you. So Amanda, since I didn’t get to bring all of my stuff……………..
I put my hand up to stop her……..I got you covered. I have the perfect little black dress for you.
You’re just like a little magical fairy or something…..she giggled. I can’t believe I got this lucky. I can tell we are going to be friends for a long time.
Two hours later, I had finally finished unpacking my stuff and was getting ready for the party. I’d let Kathie wear my dress like I said…..and my goodness she looked freaking amazeballs. It almost looked like they had made the dress specifically for her. As for me, I’d pulled out this navy blue romper. It cut right below the butt and had my back out for the entire world to see.
I must admit, I was definitely feeling myself to the max. I paired it with some tan wedges and a matching crossover hand bag to carry some pocket change and our phones in.
I was just standing up from buckling my wedges when Kathie came out of the bathroom ready to go.
Let’s get a move on it girly! If we start walking now we will get there in about 15 minutes.
I looked at her like she was crazy. No way was I walking fifteen minutes in these wedges.
Ummmm, I have a car.
She side-eyed me….then giggled. Well girly why didn’t you say something before…..that gives me time to do my makeup.
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Kathie finished her makeup in record time….actually it wasn’t; it took 25 minutes for her to finish. That’s why I wasn’t a fan of makeup….takes up too much time.
On the way out of the apartment, I scooped up a bottle of water and my keys and we were on our way. By the time we got there, the line was wrapped around the building. Now it was my turn to side eye her.
In mock surrender, she threw her hands up…..Hey, I’m sorry it took so long for my makeup. But in my defense, I didn’t think anybody would be here this early.
I just shook my head as I turned the engine off. We might as well have walked the 15 minutes….we were now going to probably have to stand in the line for the same amount of time.
Five minutes had quickly sped by and we were still standing in the line…and not even close to the entrance. I was getting just a little agitated. It was hot out here……plus my feet were beginning to hurt.
I turned to Kathie.
She was flirting with some guy off to the side. He was a cutie….long dreads, thick muscles, and a smile that could kill. I eyed him over one last time and pulled my phone out to pass time.
I had just pulled my Facebook up when someone bumped into me…knocking my phone face down on the ground.
Angrily, I looked up…ready to come to blows with whoever was the cause of this.
Instead I was at a loss for words as I was met with a set of Hazel apologetic eyes. His eyes weren’t what really made my voice catch in my throat though…it was his deep voice. I was such a sucker for a man with a deep voice. You know….that type of deep like the guy from those Allstate commercials.
He bent down to pick up my phone. I’m so sorry….someone pushed me. I think there was about to be some type of fight or something back there. He handed me my phone and then as if my hand shocked him…..he hurriedly snatched it back.
Ummm…..what are you doing?
Finally I saw a smile play upon his lips. I was going to give you your phone but then I had a better idea. Just in case there is a fight out here and your beautiful self needs protection….I should give you my number.
I laughed loudly….covering my mouth to hide the snort that was sure to come. See ….I was pretty much believing your story about somebody pushing you into me but that was definitely just a player line you just threw on me. I’m starting to believe you pushed yourself into me just to flirt with me.
He laughed then. Ahhh! You got me. I saw you up here looking so beautiful….I had to think of some way to get your attention.
I was taken aback that he actually admitted his little plot. Most guys would’ve still tried to deny it. I liked his honesty.
But still, he needed to give me my phone back. I held my hand out. Okay so I tell you what….if my phone screen isn’t cracked; I’ll take your number.
He handed me the phone….rubbed his hands together and then positioned them in prayer hands. Please don’t let the screen be cracked….please don’t let the screen be cracked. He mumbled.
I giggled under my breath. So…..on the count of five you see your destiny. You ready?
He opened his eyes with obvious annoyance. Ohmygoodness would you please just flip it already!
Slowly I ran my hand over the screen….still teasing him. Hmmm….something feels different right here; I think there may be a scratch. I giggled to myself again at me continuing to tease him.
You’re doing this on purpose.
Okay, okay……1, 1.5, 1.7…………
He snatched the phone out of my hand. It’s not scratched! YES!!
I held my laughter this time as he quickly punched in his number.
After dialing his number from my phone…..he handed me the phone back.
Well okay pretty lady….since I accomplished my mission; I better get back to my spot in line before somebody hurts me for skipping. I’m hoping to see you in the party soon. Make sure to save a dance for me.
With that…he was gone.
A few seconds passed and I felt my phone vibrate. I opened it to see an unknown number.
Hey beautiful…I miss you already.
Another text immediately came through.
By the way, I was so excited to get your number that I forgot to tell you my name or save it in your phone. It’s Mike.
Preview #2
I woke up a few hours later in my bed alone. Mike and I had fallen asleep looking at television. From my knowledge, he wasn’t supposed to be gone anywhere. I flipped the covers back…..sliding my feet into my slippers as I tried to think of where he may be.
The bathroom door was wide open; therefore he wasn’t in there. I made my way from my bedroom to the living room; he wasn’t there either. The apartment door was locked so he must have had some type of emergency. I shrugged it off; turning to make my way into the kitchen for a late night snack when I realized my keys were missing.
Normally I kept them on the kitchen counter; so I would never lock myself out of the apartment due to me forgetting my keys.
My mind was currently running a marathon thinking of all the possibilities.
Could Mike have stolen my keys?
If he stole my keys, what was the reason behind it?
Could he be setting me up for a robbery?
Did we really have a connection or was he just playing me?
My mind continued to run at an excessive speed for another hour.
Maybe it was time to call the police….I thought. There is no telling how long he had been gone with my keys prior to me waking up.
I picked up the phone, my finger on the number 9 as I continued to pace and contemplate my decision.
Just then, the door flung open behind me and in walked Mike with a huge smile on his face. He had a bag with him in one hand and my keys in the other hand.
My fist collided into his right cheek before I could even consider what I was doing.
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Owwwww! What was that for?
You know what it was for. I glared at him. You stole my keys while I was asleep.
He frowned….his hand cupping his face. I didn’t steal your keys. You were asleep so I took your keys off the kitchen counter so I didn’t have to wake you.
He groaned against his palm. I also wanted to do something sweet for you cooking for me earlier. I went and got a redbox movie, wine, and some strawberries & chocolate.
He dropped the bag from his hand in anger. But I guess guys can’t do nice things for girls these days.
He turned towards the door. Here are your keys. I’m out.
I jumped as the door slammed against the paneling; knocking down the coat rake beside it.
The bathroom door was wide open; therefore he wasn’t in there. I made my way from my bedroom to the living room; he wasn’t there either. The apartment door was locked so he must have had some type of emergency. I shrugged it off; turning to make my way into the kitchen for a late night snack when I realized my keys were missing.
Normally I kept them on the kitchen counter; so I would never lock myself out of the apartment due to me forgetting my keys.
My mind was currently running a marathon thinking of all the possibilities.
Could Mike have stolen my keys?
If he stole my keys, what was the reason behind it?
Could he be setting me up for a robbery?
Did we really have a connection or was he just playing me?
My mind continued to run at an excessive speed for another hour.
Maybe it was time to call the police….I thought. There is no telling how long he had been gone with my keys prior to me waking up.
I picked up the phone, my finger on the number 9 as I continued to pace and contemplate my decision.
Just then, the door flung open behind me and in walked Mike with a huge smile on his face. He had a bag with him in one hand and my keys in the other hand.
My fist collided into his right cheek before I could even consider what I was doing.
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Owwwww! What was that for?
You know what it was for. I glared at him. You stole my keys while I was asleep.
He frowned….his hand cupping his face. I didn’t steal your keys. You were asleep so I took your keys off the kitchen counter so I didn’t have to wake you.
He groaned against his palm. I also wanted to do something sweet for you cooking for me earlier. I went and got a redbox movie, wine, and some strawberries & chocolate.
He dropped the bag from his hand in anger. But I guess guys can’t do nice things for girls these days.
He turned towards the door. Here are your keys. I’m out.
I jumped as the door slammed against the paneling; knocking down the coat rake beside it.
Preview 3
I'd called every single one of the twenty hospitals that pulled up in the area. A total of five hours spent; only to find out that each call produced the same result.
I sat back; frustration very evident in my body. I guess I would have to call it quits for today.
Just then my stomach grumbled. Yep, it was definitely time to call it quits.
I made it back to my apartment at record speed; opening the door to find an empty apartment. Mike was gone as usual.
Weirdly I felt a sense of happiness rush over my body. Lately I hadn't been feeling the presence of Mike. Plus a lot of things weren't adding up with him.
While I cooked, I thought of what my next move would be. Nothing came to mind at the moment...but I refused to give up until I found answers.
After about 30 minutes, the food was finished. I'd decided to make breakfast since that was the quickest thing I knew. I immediately dug in to my plate....wasting no time at all.
(Vibration)
I glanced over at my phone vibrating beside me. It was a text from Mike. Reluctantly, I opened it.
Hey baby, are you back in the apartment? I need to get back in.
Quickly I typed back.
Yea
A couple minutes later, I heard knocking on the apartment. I pushed my chair back and walked plate in hand to the door.
Who is it?
It's Mike.
I unlocked the door and opened it....quickly turning on my heels to head back to the couch.
Hey baby! He bent down to kiss my lips. I saw it coming though. Swiftly I turned my head .....forcing him to kiss my hair.
He cleared his throat. So......I see you made food. Where's mine?
Your food is where you just came from.
From the corner of my eye, I could see him roll his eyes in response to me. You know what MAND, you been acting real shitty lately. What's the problem?
Pretending to not hear him, I continued to eat my food until I finished. I cleared my throat afterwards and crossed my legs. You are the problem. Where you been at? Huh?
Answer that !
You know what Amanda, I'm not going to argue with you. I'm going to stay with one of my boys until you get your attitude fixed.
I shrugged; not giving him the time of day. Bye.
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After Mike left, I began my search again. I was glad I could investigate this time from my own home.
I stared at the computer for an hour.....with not one idea coming to me at all. I had to think of something or else this would all be for nothing. I needed proof.
That was it.
Proof.
I knew what I had to do.
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I awoke to the sunrise of the morning. Birds chirped outside as I stretched and then made my way to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and showered. Afterwards, I slipped on a towel; not even bothering to put on any clothes.
Today was a class day but I wasn’t going.
I couldn’t.
I had too much on my mind.
Unlocking the room door, I found Mike still in the same spot that he was in last night. He'd come back some time last night instead of staying with his friend.
I frowned as I walked past him to the refrigerator to get a bowl of cereal; still refusing to acknowledge his presence.
What I wasn’t expecting was for him to be right in my face when I turned around.
So you gonna leave me?
I rolled my eyes….I didn’t have time for this today.
Don’t roll your eyes at me Mand. ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!
I took a bite of my cereal….chewed a little…then looked back up at him. First off, who are you yelling at?
I’m yelling at you.
I took another bite of my cereal. Well until you learn how to speak to me, I will continue to eat my cereal without answering your question.
FUCK YOUR CEREAL! The bowl went crashing to the ground…..caused by him angrily swiping it from my hands.
Anger spread through my body before I could even realize what I was saying. Okay so since you want to be a little bitch….let’s talk about it.
Shock was written all across his face now. Don’t…….
SHUT THE FUCK UP! You wanted me to talk…..so let’s go! I screamed to the top of lungs.
You want to tell me where the hell you been going on the week days?
You must think I'm stupid if you think I believe that you've been going to class every day.
He lowered his head in embarrassment. Every day….I go looking for jobs.
I fill out applications, I go to job interviews, I do side jobs, etc.
I glared at him….still not fully believing his story. So why didn’t you just tell me that?
I didn’t want to tell you because I was embarrassed and I didn’t want to disappoint you.
Hearing that….I calmed down a little but not all the way; he'd still lied to me about it. What made you think I was going to leave you?
You'd been acting so weird, just how every other one of my ex's do when they're about to leave. His head dropped down into his hands.
I don't know. He sighed. I just don't want you to leave me.
Slowly I lifted his face up.....making it so we were now looking eye to eye. Baby, I'm never going to leave.....if you just be honest with me. No more secrets.
He grabbed my hands up in his. No more secrets.
I sat back; frustration very evident in my body. I guess I would have to call it quits for today.
Just then my stomach grumbled. Yep, it was definitely time to call it quits.
I made it back to my apartment at record speed; opening the door to find an empty apartment. Mike was gone as usual.
Weirdly I felt a sense of happiness rush over my body. Lately I hadn't been feeling the presence of Mike. Plus a lot of things weren't adding up with him.
While I cooked, I thought of what my next move would be. Nothing came to mind at the moment...but I refused to give up until I found answers.
After about 30 minutes, the food was finished. I'd decided to make breakfast since that was the quickest thing I knew. I immediately dug in to my plate....wasting no time at all.
(Vibration)
I glanced over at my phone vibrating beside me. It was a text from Mike. Reluctantly, I opened it.
Hey baby, are you back in the apartment? I need to get back in.
Quickly I typed back.
Yea
A couple minutes later, I heard knocking on the apartment. I pushed my chair back and walked plate in hand to the door.
Who is it?
It's Mike.
I unlocked the door and opened it....quickly turning on my heels to head back to the couch.
Hey baby! He bent down to kiss my lips. I saw it coming though. Swiftly I turned my head .....forcing him to kiss my hair.
He cleared his throat. So......I see you made food. Where's mine?
Your food is where you just came from.
From the corner of my eye, I could see him roll his eyes in response to me. You know what MAND, you been acting real shitty lately. What's the problem?
Pretending to not hear him, I continued to eat my food until I finished. I cleared my throat afterwards and crossed my legs. You are the problem. Where you been at? Huh?
Answer that !
You know what Amanda, I'm not going to argue with you. I'm going to stay with one of my boys until you get your attitude fixed.
I shrugged; not giving him the time of day. Bye.
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After Mike left, I began my search again. I was glad I could investigate this time from my own home.
I stared at the computer for an hour.....with not one idea coming to me at all. I had to think of something or else this would all be for nothing. I needed proof.
That was it.
Proof.
I knew what I had to do.
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I awoke to the sunrise of the morning. Birds chirped outside as I stretched and then made my way to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and showered. Afterwards, I slipped on a towel; not even bothering to put on any clothes.
Today was a class day but I wasn’t going.
I couldn’t.
I had too much on my mind.
Unlocking the room door, I found Mike still in the same spot that he was in last night. He'd come back some time last night instead of staying with his friend.
I frowned as I walked past him to the refrigerator to get a bowl of cereal; still refusing to acknowledge his presence.
What I wasn’t expecting was for him to be right in my face when I turned around.
So you gonna leave me?
I rolled my eyes….I didn’t have time for this today.
Don’t roll your eyes at me Mand. ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!
I took a bite of my cereal….chewed a little…then looked back up at him. First off, who are you yelling at?
I’m yelling at you.
I took another bite of my cereal. Well until you learn how to speak to me, I will continue to eat my cereal without answering your question.
FUCK YOUR CEREAL! The bowl went crashing to the ground…..caused by him angrily swiping it from my hands.
Anger spread through my body before I could even realize what I was saying. Okay so since you want to be a little bitch….let’s talk about it.
Shock was written all across his face now. Don’t…….
SHUT THE FUCK UP! You wanted me to talk…..so let’s go! I screamed to the top of lungs.
You want to tell me where the hell you been going on the week days?
You must think I'm stupid if you think I believe that you've been going to class every day.
He lowered his head in embarrassment. Every day….I go looking for jobs.
I fill out applications, I go to job interviews, I do side jobs, etc.
I glared at him….still not fully believing his story. So why didn’t you just tell me that?
I didn’t want to tell you because I was embarrassed and I didn’t want to disappoint you.
Hearing that….I calmed down a little but not all the way; he'd still lied to me about it. What made you think I was going to leave you?
You'd been acting so weird, just how every other one of my ex's do when they're about to leave. His head dropped down into his hands.
I don't know. He sighed. I just don't want you to leave me.
Slowly I lifted his face up.....making it so we were now looking eye to eye. Baby, I'm never going to leave.....if you just be honest with me. No more secrets.
He grabbed my hands up in his. No more secrets.
Editor: Shayla Bell
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