Cyn X Tessa Novels & Stories

“A man that tall, mysteriously, and terrifying shows up at the door, and you expect me not to be curious?” Tessa sipped her coffee. “There’s nothing to talk about.” “Uh-huh. And your face right now totally says nothing to talk about.” “Gina,” Tessa warned, the kind of tone that should’ve told her to drop it. She didn’t. “In my opinion,” Gina pressed on, “he’s much hotter than Grayson. So look on the bright side.” She smirked. Tessa shook her head. She didn’t want to think of Roman; she hated how he’d spoken to her that night.

TESSA. The whispers started before the bell even rang. I slipped into my seat in the back row, dropped my bag on the floor, and pulled out my notebook like nothing was different. But the way people stared at me told another story. Heads tilted. Mouths moved in low, buzzing tones. Eyes lingered like I’d suddenly grown a second head. “That’s her,” someone hissed as I brought out my notebook. “She beat Viper last night.” “No way, Jaxson Kane doesn’t lose—”

“ My lady, why do you call boss Carl? The last person I heard called him who ended up missing for years and no one had heard or seen her '' That was Tessa, always in business she shouldn't be in and talking out of her place. “Well that should be her problem and his not mine, I call my husband what I choose to call him and if he should have a problem with it, he might as well get rid of his name” Tessa was amazed by the confidence of Cassandra. To be a human bulletproof had not been her goal from the start, but since she stumbled upon such a glorious opportunity, she dared not leave. Despite her crazy mouth and talkative nature, Tessa is one of the best females in the camp and has always been

Victoria cried. “I only said you slithered in uninvited,” Cynthia corrected with a glare. Asher snorted, half amused despite the tension. Hayes just folded his arms, looking at me. We'd known Cynthia since birth. There was no way she was lying. But Victoria's was only a couple of years. If my sister said she didn't touch her, then she didn't. But we're here, not because of broken vases and fling accusations. This was about Tessa, our mate.

He wants to be the one to finish it, to come back with a story for the others. I ignore him for now, sweep the rest of the faces. Tessa, my left hand, stands with her arms crossed, jaw set. Her hair’s tied tight, eyes blacker than the tree line. She’s never questioned an order in her life, but I see the way her fingers flex, measuring the distance to the forest’s shadow. She wants it over, wants blood on the snow so she can relax. She’s reliable that way. “Wren Cade,” I say. The name hangs in the air, fogs, then vanishes. “Turned last night. First transformation tonight.”

Raven walked over to her bed, and Kyra turned to her. "Why are you still awake?" Kyra asked Raven. "Because I watched a movie," said Raven. "I can't bear to finish because the story is good." "Did you wake me up?" Kyra asked. "No," Raven said. Kyra never spoke again, and she left the room. ------ The next day, it surprised Tyler to see Cael in the gym. He just looked at him when he saw him. Tyler immediately approached Cael. "I didn't expect to have a visitor today. What's up?" Tyler asked.

She leans back, her wet hair sticking to his neck, and moans softly, trying to coax a reaction out of him. Ryder’s hand rests lazily on her hip, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, but his eyes scan the room with bored detachment. He watches a freshman girl throwing back shots, her throat working as she swallows the burning liquid, and another group passing around a joint like a sacred relic. Tessa reaches back, grabbing his hair and pulling his head closer to hers, trying to force him to engage. She grinds down harder, her pussy rubbing against the denim seam of his pants, creating a friction that makes her breath hitch. She wants his dick inside her, wants to be filled up in front of

Immediately I pulled her up and put a knife to her neck, threatening to kill her in front of him, Tyler had already lost everyone in his family and Cassandra was the last one left alive. "I never played with Eleanor," said Tyler, his voice suddenly serious. "I confess, at first I didn't even know her name, our deal was casula, but then, I became slightly obsessed with finding her, so she put that girl in her place just to confuse me into thinking it was her, I didn't expect that in the end, she would reveal herself and come back for that despicable human, 'tis a shame I didn't manage to kill her when I had the chance!" Tyler muttered angrily.

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.

Tessa straightened her back, a determined glint in her eyes. No matter what obstacles came their way, she and William would face them together. Love was a powerful force, and Tessa was ready to fight for it, even there’s a slut. Tessa stepped out of the comfort room, her eyes scanning the room for her husband, William, and their three children. Spotting them near the exit, she made her way through the crowd. Her heart swelled with love as she approached her family, a comforting contrast to the unpleasant encounter with Cindy.