Best Tessa Dare Books Novels & Stories

“You're the same person who said those men are vampires ready to latch unto any unsuspecting girl and suck her dry.” “Touchè!” I head over to the closet and open up my section. The top shelf contains my lotions and perfumes and every other body cream accessory. Sliding down my towel from my body, I take out my body lotion and start applying it on my body while looking at Tessa who keeps fidgeting. I've grown so used to her that I feel comfortable standing naked in her presence. “You'll be fine.” “Yeah right! Unlike you, I don't have a Delta or an Alpha who's going to save me from the hands of any man who chooses to have me for the night.” She cries.

Her words stuns me, but I cannot tell if I'm to be angry or in wonder; How can someone so fragile fear no death? “So be it!” I flared, unsheathing my claws to strike. I've never been one to harm the weak, but I cannot show weakness and risk the peace. Whoever is behind this needs to know I'm not fool to be played with. “ My Lord!” Darius, my Beta, calls rushing towards me. My hand stops just a few inches from her chest, my claws almost piercing her bare skin. “May I have a word with you in private, my Lord?” Darius ask, panting as he moves to me.

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Suggesting the game. Truth or dare. Oh God. Oh God. More memories slammed into me with the force of a physical blow, and I actually gasped out loud, sitting up in bed despite the way it made my head spin. The questions we'd asked each other. The dares. The things we'd admitted. Zade telling me the first thing he'd noticed about me was the fire. Him asking if I'd been in his room. Me admitting I had been. Me asking if he thought about me when he was alone. Him saying yes.

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Offer closure. Tessa had stood at the back of the room, arms crossed, sketchbook clutched to her chest like a shield. Her eyes had been dry, but there was something dangerous simmering in them. I approached her gently. “Tessa, right?” She looked startled that I remembered. “Yeah.” “I saw your portfolio,” I said softly. “There’s something special in your work. You’ve got bold instincts. But it needs shaping. Time.” Her expression didn’t change. “So I’m not good enough yet. That’s what you’re saying.”

The sentence carried a dare inside it. Elara felt that dare under her skin when she rose. The coat she had hung by the stove still smelled like river air and old rope. She made herself eat, because Lena put bread in her hands and because surviving the day sometimes began with small obedience. Damien arrived with his hair damp and his grin dry. “Your little stroll is already a market tale,” he said, tossing a gray flyer onto the table. Cassidy’s ink: Silence is not fear—it is strength. The paper was slick from fog, but the letters held like iron.

She shook her head, her eyes soft as if going down a nostalgic train in her thoughts, “It’s not enough. Nothing could ever equal what you did for me. Without you, Damon, I wouldn’t even be alive. I would’ve given up a long time ago.” My blood boiled when I remembered the first day I found Tessa. She had been just twelve. A human child, fragile and terrified, sold by her own father to a filthy brothel on the human lands. I had stumbled across it by chance on one of my journeys beyond my pack borders. In one of the many brothels I had gone to while looking for sexual satisfaction, I saw her crying and trembling, her innocence already stolen from her before she had even grown into herself. I ki

She looks terrible with dark circles under her eyes, her clothes wrinkled, and her usually perfect hair pulled into a messy ponytail. She stands when I enter. "April. Thank god. I didn't think they'd let me in." "Carmen almost didn't." I don't sit. I stand in the doorway, arms crossed. "What do you want, Jess?" "I need to explain. About that night. About the dare." She wrings her hands. "Please. Just let me explain." "You have five minutes." She swallows hard. "I was paid. To dare you to kiss him. To get you close to Tyler Raven."