Blindspot Tasha Novels & Stories

she froze. I jerked back as her eyes rolled black, her breath seizing instantly. “Tara!” She gasped, clutching her chest, and when the blackness in her eyes cleared her face was pale as death. “Blood,” she whispered hoarsely. “Blood everywhere.. Yours, hers, everyone, Malik..” Her fingers tightened on my wrist. “You have become so blinded that you don’t see the shadows in your own house.” I tore my arm free. “Enough. You see death everywhere.. Not every vision is truth, Tara .”

Raising her befuddled gaze up further, she saw the leggy blonde climb off of Wade as the entire group stared over at her. “Kandy!” Wade shouted and made his way around a flustered Daisy to lift Kanda up. “Wha-what ran me over?” she whispered. “I am SO sorry!” Daisy replied. “That would be me.” She shook her head. “Are ya all right?” Kanda saw two Daisys and shook her head. “Um, no. Unless you have a twin now too? I don’t think I am.” She slumped downward. Wade caught her weight. “Whoa, girl.”

“We’re hiking.” But her smile didn’t touch her eyes. Didn’t even come close. A cold knot formed in my stomach. “When Alpha Serena confronted Kira… do you know what Kira said? She said betrayal was in our bloodline. I thought she meant Dad.” My voice cracked as the pieces clicked together. “But she wasn’t talking about him. She was talking about…” Tasha’s smile fell away. The mask slid off completely. Her eyes widened, not in fear, but in delight. Her lips curved into a smile I had never seen on her before. A real one. Sharp. Cruel. Wrong.

Shadrach replied, nodding. Shadrach followed Tessa, but she momentarily forgot that he couldn't see. She turned around and started heading toward Wynter's room, and he followed the sound of her footsteps. He felt a sense of relief that Tessa had forgotten about his blindness; he disliked having to rely on others, especially those who showed sympathy toward him. He preferred to think of himself as independent, someone who didn't need anyone's support. Tessa pushed the glass door inside, and since Shadrach was far away, the door closed directly on his face, smashing his nose.

Even with the scandal that happened last month, she was determined to go and see for herself. Xavier Marchand, the Beta of Shadow Pack, has always followed the rules that his sister called him a stickler that he wanted to prove her wrong. And the chance to do it arrived in the form of blue eyes and blonde hair. Can Xavier do it? Can he ignore the rules and follow his heart instead? 📌Gamma's Game An agreement, a claim, a fate

he also deleted that and ended up not sending anything but drowning in anger and regret, he has every chance to make it up to Nala but ends up messing up every time. Everywhere seemed foreign to Tasha, she had no idea where she was going, Darkness had graced the land she could see nothing but street lights beaming and no one in plain sight. She came to a stop where saw a long pole with a sign which read Busstop. She sighed with relief hoping to find a bus that would lead her somewhere and when she asked the right questions, she'll be on her way home. She Sat on the bench there with a protective canopy on top. Swinging her legs and burying her head in her hands, after a few minutes of waiting

"I estimate about twenty or so. Mostly new wolves, but there are a few older ones in the group, as well. Amber tried to get Lycaon to recruit the pack she was in initially, but he had them destroyed." Sekhmet gave a pained look to the room's other occupants before admitting, "I've been a spy for the committee for a long time. We've been watching the situation between Lilith and Lycaon with growing suspicion. That's how I knew what happened in Lycaon's chambers. Anyway, they gave Empusa and I a little magic to hide our scent. I was able to get quite close on my way here," he explained. William gave him a look of surprise, then nodded absently. "Which is why I couldn't smell you," he concluded

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

The explosion of glass was deafening. Shrapnel rained down on the mahogany table as the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of the Richard Holdings boardroom disintegrated. A powerful gust of wind rushed in, scattering the documents like autumn leaves. Tasha descended rapidly on high-tension cables, swinging toward the table like a vengeful angel. She was wearing tactical gear, her face set in a mask of absolute, final desperation, and the suppressed weapon was aimed directly at Damian.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!