Sam

A hell-bound fantasy starring demons, damsels, and an unlikely hero. “A fast-paced, page-turning adventure built out of a strikingly original mythology. Eerie, surprising, and a lot of fun.” — Elan Mastai, author of All Our Wrong Todays Sixteen-year-old Sam Sullinger lives in the shadow of adolescence. He's lost among his overachieving siblings, constantly knocked down by his harsh father, and bullied daily. His only solace is his best friend and crush, Harper. In a grand plan designed to help him confess his love to Harper, Sam accidentally sets off a series of events that lead to her being kidnapped and taken to Hell. Racked with guilt, Sam makes a bold decision for the first time in his life: he’s going to rescue his only friend. Sam is thrust into a vivid world fraught with demons, vicious beasts, and a falling city. And every leg of his journey reminds him that he isn’t some brave knight on a quest — he’s an insecure teenager yearning to make his mark on at least one world.

"An enchanting little story, with homey illustrations that add to its appeal." — School Library Journal(starred review) Features an audio read-along! Outside, the wind blows and the rain comes down. Inside, it is Sam’s bedtime. Mrs. Bear reads him a story, tucks him in, and brings him warm milk. "Are you ready now, Sam?" she asks. "I’m waiting," he says. What else does Sam need before going to sleep? Could Mrs. Bear have forgotten a kiss?

A captivating new thriller in the Wakeland detective series that explores the depths of Vancouver’s criminal underworld. Caught between the grimy and glittering sides of Vancouver’s streets, private investigator Dave Wakeland tries to keep his head down at the elite security firm he owns with partner Jeff Chen. But when masked men and women storm an ordinary-looking office building in Chinatown, leaving a trail of carnage, Wakeland finds himself caught up in a mystery that won’t let him go, as hard as he tries to elude it. The police have a vested interest in finding the shooters, and so does the leader of the Exiles motorcycle gang. Both want Wakeland’s help. The deeper he investigates, the more connections he uncovers: to a reclusive millionaire with ties to organized crime, an international security company with a sinister reputation, and a high-ranking police officer who seems to have a personal connection to the case. When the shooters themselves start turning up dead, Wakeland realizes the only way to guarantee his own safety, and that of the people he loves, is by finding out who hired the shooters and why. What Wakeland uncovers are secrets no one wants known—a botched undercover operation, an ambitious gangster and a double-crossing killer who used the shooting to cover up another crime. With a setup like this, anything can go wrong, and does. Skill and luck are needed for Wakeland and Chen to emerge with the killers, the money and their own lives.

"This follow-up to the best-selling Kiss Good Night will comfort little ones like a cozy blanket that’s tucked in just right." — Booklist (starred review) In the little white house, Mrs. Bear is putting Sam to bed, when suddenly — HCK HCK! coughs Sam. Mrs. Bear gets some syrup. But the syrup tastes bad, and there’s too much of it on a too-big spoon, and it’s too hard to swallow. What will make Sam feel better? Acclaimed picture-book creators Amy Hest and Anita Jeram revisit Sam and Mrs. Bear as they share a quiet moment of comfort that is enough to conquer the coldest night.

An Instant New York Times Bestseller! If I Stay meets Your Name in Dustin Thao's You've Reached Sam, a heartfelt novel about love and loss and what it means to say goodbye. Seventeen-year-old Julie Clarke has her future all planned out—move out of her small town with her boyfriend Sam, attend college in the city; spend a summer in Japan. But then Sam dies. And everything changes. Heartbroken, Julie skips his funeral, throws out his belongings, and tries everything to forget him. But a message Sam left behind in her yearbook forces memories to return. Desperate to hear him one more time, Julie calls Sam's cell phone just to listen to his voice mail recording. And Sam picks up the phone. The connection is temporary. But hearing Sam's voice makes Julie fall for him all over again and with each call, it becomes harder to let him go. What would you do if you had a second chance at goodbye? A 2021 Kids' Indie Next List Selection A Cosmo.com Best YA Book Of 2021 A Buzzfeed Best Book Of November A Goodreads Most Anticipated Book

"Endearing characters add to the sweetness and fulfillment that younger children will identify with, making this third Sam and Mrs. Bear story quite a delicious morsel." — Kirkus Reviews "Little ones will find this both a suitable precursor to nap time and a spur to be brave and act generously — just like Sam." — Booklist Mrs. Bear and Sam are baking cakes for their friends.

Sam's Mesa is a flowing tale of one man's life beginning in his teens, covering several escapades and losses within the family status. He acquires a riding mule under strange circumstances, which is the ghost mule of the Sioux Indian Nation. While in his time of grief, the mule takes him to the magic mesa of the Indians. Here, he regains his love of people through the saving of a young lady. Then he discovers that the mesa makes strange music that the Indians regard as sacred.

Sam served in the British army for twelve years, he was in the recce platoon, the best platoon in his regiment, he got to the rank of section commander and was awarded the victory cross medal after his bravery in the Gulf war back in 1990, When he got back to England he found out that his wife had been messing around with one of his mates who had been wounded and sent back early, Sam took this bad and assaulted his so called mate who did the dirty with his wife, he ended up in Military prison for a while for attempted murder, Sam had to go I front of a civilian court as well for other stuff he had got up to on a drunken night out with the lads, 5 He served his time and went back to the regiment and had to do community work every work in an elderly home on the weekends, Sam was busted down to a private soldier and lost a lot of respect from his colleagues, his wife started rumors about him that he was abusive to her and it spread around the regiment, a lot of soldiers didn’t like this and there were too many confrontations, Sam hit the bottle and it got out of control, He was sent in front of the Padre and the doc for counseling, he calmed down and went with his regiment to Bosnia. His team was hit in a messy ambush one night and Sam took a bullet in the leg. He was sent back to the UK for rehabilitation. Sam hit the bottle again and was downgraded because of his injury, 6 he ended up working in the bedding stores sorting out troops sheets and blanket for their beds. This was the last straw for Sam, he was a broken young man, a lost soldier slowly going down the drain. Lost his wife and daughter, his rank and respect from all of his mates, they laughed behind his back about him working in the bedding stores and him with a permanent limp now from his wound, rumors spread around his regiment that Sam had shot himself just to get out of Bosnia, it was never proved but the story stuck. Sam got discharged on Medical grounds, He was offered help from army services that help soldiers get settled into civilian life, He turned help down as he had had enough of the British army, he felt stabbed in the back and went off on his own. 7 The army gave him a few thousand pounds’ cash as resettlement fee, Sam moved in with his mum for a while until she had had enough of his antics, He was homeless and alone in London. Sam made some friends on the street living rough, his mum tried her best to help but he turned her down, He met an ex-soldier one night sleeping on the streets, this guy told him about a hush hush unit that’s recruiting mercenaries to go over to Cambodia, Sam and his friend laughed and joked about the army days and got drunk and passed out. Sam woke in the morning with the mercenary thing on his mind. He opened his eyes and looked around in a haze, and it was dark and raining. 8 Sam felt wet all over and numb, he tried to focus on things only to see blurry doubles of everything, He pushed himself up and sat there in the wet, a bottle rolled next to him, Sam looked down and grabbed the bottle, he drank what was left inside it and threw it away, He checked his pockets and found his metal tin that had old cigarettes inside that people had thrown on the street when they had finished with them, Sam found his lighter that he kept in his pants and lit one of the cigarettes he found on the streets, he looked again and pulled out his silver hip flask that he always kept full in case he needed a stiff one. It was one of Sam’s leaving presents when he left the army, they gave him a silver zippo lighter, a multi tool survival pocketknife and s silver hip flask with his name and regiment inscribed on it. 9 Sam looked at the flask and remembered the good times, he took a big swig and put it away, he smoked the secondhand cigarettes and stared at nothing in particular. Most of the time for quite a while now, Sam was in a complete daze and didn’t much care about anything at all. He remembered that he had had an old army sleeping bag and a rucksack with what little belonging he had before he had passed out in some fire escape at the back of some office building, somewhere in Victoria, London. Sam looked about as he heard some people laughing from somewhere, he recognized some voices, He got up and waited, A girl in her twenties came into sight a bit blurry, she saw Sam, “There you are you git, been looking all over for you, son of a bitch” the girl announced and came forward to Sam, 10 Her name or street name was Tammy, “look at the state of you, Sam smiled, “hey baby was wasted and fell asleep, I thought you was with me, what happened” Sam asked? “Don’t remember too well myself darling, I woke up next to Macdonald’s with Jess next to me begging” “Shit baby, somebody robbed my stuff again” Sam exclaimed and shivered, “no they haven’t mate, it’s behind the garage where we usually kip you fool, you really were wasted babe” Tammy said and started to laugh, a large lad stepped out of the shadows dressed in a long camouflagedjacket, “she found you then you bum, you downed all your methanol you idiot on top of pills and shit, stupid boy, need to calm down lad” Jess exclaimed and patted Sam on the shoulders, 11 “come on lad, what we need is something to drink and some snacks, get us through the night eh” Jess announced and passed Sam a lit cigarette, Tammy hugged Sam and kissed his cheek, “will you stop disappearing on me please”, “I’ve been on the street a lot longer than you so listen to me and stay with me OK soldier boy” Tammy told him and slapped him, “yes soldier blue, wise up and get street wise, this is London, trust who you need to trust and that’s it, too many people out there to screw you for nothing, now let’s get something to drink, me and Tammy will lookafter you as we have been doing” Jess announced and walked off laughing to himself. “I don’t think I can take this shit much longer mate”, 12 “I still can’t get my head around things, too long in the army and now I’m on the streets of London” Sam exclaimed and flicked his cigarette away, “Sam every time we talk about you and the army you keep telling me a different story, one day I want the truth babe” Tammy announced and smiled, she grabbed Sam, they both followed Jess down the street. Jess walked into a side street corner shop, some shouting was heard from inside and Jess came out with two bottles of vodka, “Here ya go, drink and let’s have a chat, I got some weed in my pocket that needs smoking children” Jess announced and started to laugh, Sam and Tammy opened the bottles that Jess took out of the shop, the three of them started to talk crap as usual, “Sam tell us about your war stories, you promised you would” Jess asked? “alright, you’ll be shocked” Sam said.