My Love Tiger Novels & Stories

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

I felt a hard body on top of me, his hard rocky cock poking into my skin and I shot my eyes open to see Tiger with lust and love written all over him. "Tiger...." He didn't let me finish before he shut me up with a kiss. His kiss was hungry like he was a starved hungry beast and I let him ravish my mouth as much as he wanted. I placed my hand on his toned abs, loving the way his muscles relaxed under my touch.

Tiger doesn't care about the emotions of anyone else; it's possible that her irrational feelings for him got stuck in her head to the point where she thought she meant it. something to him, but no matter how hard she tries, she will never be anything more to him than nothing at all. Tiger is not capable of love because he has no fucking heart to contain it. I don't care, I'm going to have you all to myself, and I don't mind killing every fucking girl who tries to have you. " "I don't care, I'm going to have you all to myself. Diana muttered, "You're mine, Tiger," as she clenched her fists together and thought about how she could get rid of Flora as soon as possible before it was too late for

He looked at the bandaged back for long, and when she made to look back at him, he wrapped his arms on her body, hugging her from behind. "You're trespassing, Tiger" she whispered, and he smiled. "I don't mind, so far I'm able to show you how sorry I am. I lost my temper and wounded you" "I love pains" she replied. "I don't like when it comes from me, I feel bad" he replied. "Why?" "Cos I'm the Tiger, and you're like my Tigress" he replied, kissing the tattoo at the back of her neck. Toyota stood immediately, her back on him as she kept standing, releasing heavy breaths.

Silas nervously asked, “What are you up to?” “Don’t worry about me. I won’t die before I catch him!” Tiger ran away despite his fatigue. Silas chased after him with Sophia’s urn in his hands, wanting to stop him. But when he remembered how Tiger had been secretly in love with Sophia all these years and couldn’t even tell her until she passed away… Tiger would never be able to let it go as long as he was alive. Forcing him to stay wouldn’t do him any good other than wasting him away…

Scarlett’s POV Tiger padded over to me, nuzzling me affectionately, and I reached out, stroking his fur gently. It was unexpectedly soft, and his familiar pinewood scent was even stronger in this form, mingling with the crisp, earthy air of the forest. Tiger’s size was impressive; he radiated strength, yet his movements were careful, tender as he shielded me from the cold, his massive body creating a warm cocoon around me. I leaned into him, feeling a comfort and safety I hadn’t expected.

The thought of Tazz bought back bitter memories “It’s getting cooler, let’s get going,” she looked around for Little Tiger and shouted his name aloud “Maasimom,” he came running to her “let’s go home darling,” Mahira doted on Little Tiger as she saw the real Mahira in him, she wanted to shower him with all the love that Mahira would have showered on him

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

Give me the fork, I am starving" Nancy said, taking the fork from Kingston, which made him laugh so hard. Kingston loved how Nancy would enjoy meals. He loved her enthusiasm when it came to eating meals prepared by not just him, but anyone. He watched her devour the pasta he made specifically for her, and his heart filled with happiness. Is this the reason why I love her? because she eats whatever I give to her? or do I love her because of her personality? Kingston thought to himself. Being a chef, nothing pleased Kingston more than seeing people eat the food he prepared. He becomes elated just filling people's stomach with food. Kingston was a chef by day and a secret service agent by night

Julian tightened his grip on the chair's arms, his entire body going into rigidity. The blanket spilled to the tick when Portia shrugged and lifted one beautiful shoulder. "Oh, I've really tried not to love you. After you went off the first time, I despised you intensely for about a week. Ever since I learned about Valentine, I've even been somewhat successful in loathing you. But I'm afraid old habits persist, especially those that are entrenched in a young girl's soft heart. I made the decision that I wasn't going to give up so easy when Valentine claimed claim to you tonight. I was prepared to fight for you if she was.