Red Tara Novels & Stories

Rachel really wanted to question the Ruling Council’s sanity on this one. Tara’s nerves felt tied up in knots. She’d avoided shifter social scenes until now. “I don’t understand how he thinks I can go in there and tell people I’m his mate and Luna of the Crimson Nights Pack. I’m a nobody and then we’ll be the latest meme.”

His voice was quiet but sharp enough to slice through the tension. “What were you about to do?” Tara’s face twisted in fury as she pointed directly at Ruby. Her breath came in short, angry bursts. “How dare this dog point fingers at me and everyone here?” she spat, her voice trembling with rage. “She’s nothing! Just a pathetic slave trying to turn us against each other.” She turned toward Hector, her eyes pleading, her tone desperate. “You know us! We’re loyal to you! I would die for you, Hector. Every single one of us would. But this girl....this filthy little rat....she’s trying to stir chaos among us.”

“Stop right in front of that crowd.” “But—” “I’ll be fine. Besides, there’s a security team that will protect me,” Tara replied calmly. There was nothing more the driver could say. As requested, the car slowly came to a stop right in front of the main entrance. Through the window, Tara could see several reporters already beginning to move closer. Some of them were even raising their cameras higher, as though afraid of missing a single moment. Tara took a deep breath and opened the small mirror inside her bag. Her gaze settled on her own reflection. Her face still looked pale. The faint shadows beneath her eyes were still visible despite being covered with light makeup. Her lips were not pain

'Tara later called Rachel, “hello baby girl” Rachel responded, “You people need to be very careful because Tolu is a street guy, and I won't be surprised If he set you up over there” 'Tara said, “what do you mean?“ Rachel asked, “what you people are doing could spoil this job, and I have suffered for this job, and this job is paying any moment from now” 'Tara says, “and you are endangering my life here, they were brothers, and they share pieces of information

As her maid of honour, I know how much she loves flowers, sparkles, and all things rose pink and I will make sure that she gets the wedding of her dreams. “Uncle Alex can you open this for me?” Zara asks running up to us with a jar of Nutella, her two pony tails bouncing up and down. She loves Nutella so much and despite Nick keeping it away from her so she doesn’t get “sick”, we keep a spare jar just for her. Opening it with one swift turn, Alex hands the jar back to her and she runs off to Ari pretending to have a tea party. “You smell good.” Alex breathes, nuzzling his nose into my neck.

When the voice in my head speaks to me again, 'Use me, let me help. Accept me, I am your power, your aura. You are only one thing, one creature not two. You do not have two types of aura, only one, only the fire. Using it fully gives you the power, the flames. Using the blaze is your full power. Accept who you are. Accept the red wolf. You are a red wolf!' My fear of the unknown burns away, my worries of others' opinions fade as I breathe in the good and accept the power of my heritage.

A portal has been created and whoever it is that created it from my world was here already. "They've found us..." I mutter but it was to his hearing. "Who has found us?" he asks, apparently more confused than before. I quickly walk up to the doorway leading into his room and my eyes catch sight of something extraordinary. There were three different portals closing up and out of those portals were warriors from the Red Moon pack. The sigil on their outfits were hard to miss. The one who was leading them was the Alpha's dog, Gamma Connor. And from the look on his face, he was prepared to teach me a lesson.

GIA O'LEARY I spotted Tara the moment I walked into the café. She sat in the far corner by the window, wearing all black like she was mourning someone. A sleek turtleneck, dark jeans, black gloves, and a face cap that shadowed most of her face. She looked like she’d either lost someone or was about to bury something, maybe her conscience, though I doubted she had one to begin with. I smirked to myself.

I scoffed quietly. The same words, the same actions, the same expression. Blood poured from below her belly, staining the seat of my Ferrari. "Madeline! Please hold on, it's a red light!" Madeline clutched her belly, her voice rising in a sharp, piercing tone. "Matt, are you trying to kill me? You've got to run the red light! I can't take it anymore!" I twirled my finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. "Madeline, running the red light is illegal and I'll get a fine. We should be good citizens, right?"

Carlos muttered, tone taunting. Taylan clicked his tongue at the other side. "Fine. I'll tell you what. I genuinely like her if that is what you want to hear, Mr. Redd, and I will go to every length to win her for myself. It doesn't matter how long it takes. She is not a thing. She is a person. It's going to take time. But I'll do everything I can."