Gravity Tal Bauer Novels & Stories

she mumbled, deleting the numbers and locking her phone. “You do know Carter has an alert set on his credit card. You buy that and he will ring and cancel the order before morning. Then you will have to deal with his bitching about it for the next few weeks.” Talia groaned. Parker was right. “It just looks so good,” she said, turning back to the television. “Have you ever tried zero-gravity anything?” he asked. Talia shook her head. “You should know my answer to any and all of those questions by now. If it wasn’t in a show or a movie I was in, then I haven’t done it.”

he said to Rhett, who looked down at the vibrator that he held and then looked up with a slow smile. “We have not been formally introduced,” Talen’s smile was wicked as he began to unbutton his shirt. “I am Talen Gawaine, of the Concordia. And you are?” “Heath Gale, Cameron Edison, and Rhett Salem of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies Triquetra,” Heath had recovered sufficiently to respond with his normal aplomb. He lifted his chin. “We have an accord with the Concordia.”

I watched as Lucas continued talking and I understood why he's so drawn to her, true Tala looked like Elena ( Lucas ex mate) who died while giving birth to Lucas child. “ True Tala might look like Elena, but she isn't your mate, she's mine and stay away from her Lucas.” My breathing was getting hotter and faster. “ You claim she's your mate, but did you tell the poor girl about what you had with Lyra?” “ What about Lyra?” A familiar voice replied from the door of the hut, all eyes turned towards the direction of the voice and there stood Tala.

But the way he looks at me is like he wants to jump at me. "And I want to know how far you would have followed me..." Shit. "I-I can't apologise for wanting to know what my mate is doing," I explain. Was he meeting with that beast? Or maybe he is the beast? Almost amused, Grayson begins a gentle walk back in forth in front of me. I watch his every move, waiting for a change in his behaviour. So strange he's being, I observe, as he taps a finger against the side of his thigh as he walks.

It seems being burnt once hadn't taught me anything after all if the pain in my heart was anything to go by. I don't remember feeling this gutted by Robert's betrayal. There had been disappointment and humiliation, yes, but not this sense of total loss. Which made no sense whatsoever because I'd known Robert all my life; this Talon Avery was a total stranger, someone I hadn't even met. Yet, the sense of betrayal was strong and gut-wrenching. Talon Avery, the campus heartthrob, no use in daydreaming Skylar; he's way out of your league. But oh how I wish.

“You’re a survivor. And I’m so, so sorry that you had to do it. It’s my fault — you should’ve never even met Caleb. But now you’re out here, a total badass, slaughtering the demons from my past and shit.” “Like a proper old lady,” I added, a smile playing at my lips. Talon chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through the room. “Proper old lady, my ass,” he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. “More like a damn force of nature. I don’t know any other old ladies who’ve killed in hand-to-hand combat.” He leaned back on his heels, studying me with that piercing gaze of his. The intensity of it sent heat curling into my stomach, and for a moment, the weight of everything seemed to lift.

I told Falcon about the conversation I just had with James, and what he expected of me. “You’re screwed,” Falcon said, and laughed as I drove home. I parked the Jeep and looked at Falcon as we got out of the car. “Just don’t do anything stupid with Tala. You should know Levi’s her dad,” I said, and he looked almost afraid. “Shit. Really?” I had to smile. “Really. Tala is the only female badass of this pack, and the only daughter of Levi Sinclair.” Falcon dragged his hands through his hair. “Okay, we’re both screwed. You were right.”

Rumors said he once walked alone through enemy territory for five days with two bullets in his leg-just to deliver one name. "Hope you all shoot straighter than you tan," he said with a grin, his voice like gravel dipped in whiskey. The second was Talia Kess, codename Ghostbite - a South African infiltration specialist with a background in psychological warfare and robotics. Her hair was buzzed platinum, her smile deceptively warm, and her fingers twitched like she was always calculating something invisible. She didn't talk much. When she did, it was usually to ask a question nobody else thought to ask.

While the males loaded the vehicles early the next morning, Tasha pulled Tala aside in the front yard and told her all about Onyx's cognitive functions degenerating. She’d wanted to do this since last night but hadn’t been able to get her alone while the house was so crowded. “Jesus.” Wide-eyed¸ Tala blew out a long breath. “Well, that sure explains a hell of a lot. And now I certainly no longer feel like strapping him to a bed and smashing his ankles with a sledgehammer like Kate Bates in Misery.” She sighed, her expression sympathetic. “You want to know if I can heal him.”

Gaby said and we all laughed. Ethelle asked Tamika to pass a glass of water, and I noticed something as Tamika stretched her hand to pass the glass. Her long sleeved top moved upwards and I saw healing scars that looked like claw marks. I grabbed her hand and pulled it close to me. The fear I saw in her gaze as I did that was the first indication that I just discovered something big. As I tried to raise the sleeve higher, she pulled it down. I pulled it higher again, and as she tried to pull it down again, I gave her a stern look.