Shepard X Tali Novels & Stories

she rolled her eyes and hissed loudly. “Did you get everything she said?” I knew Tala wanted to help. But the assignment sounded serious like a strict official invite. “Should I place the order for you?” Tala was so eager to change things. I cant believe she was the same girl they said was an introvert and gentle. She’s always hyper around me. “Fine, let's go through some things on your phone, we will pick the ones you like.” Tala and I went back to the sitting room. Glancing through the beautiful designs on her phone. “Excuse me, I want to pee”, Tala dropped her phone with me.

Standing on the steps was Xander, his golden eyes shimmering like metal, flanked by Enforcers whose tactical vests looked like a Symphony of the Cursed in uniform. Silas didn't wait for them to approach. He gathered Ayla into his arms, her jet-black hair falling in a silky storm of ink over his scarred mahogany arms. He stepped out of the transport, his boots hitting the ground with a heavy, rhythmic clap that signaled the end of the journey and the beginning of the Final Calibration of their lives.

Donna begged. "No, it's ok, I'm used to my brother," Serum said with a smile. When she looked at him, he seemed kind. Gael just grinned. When she caught his attention. "You look familiar, who are you?" He asked her. She smiled hesitantly and bowed slightly. "Hello, Sir S-Serum, I'm Tali, Sir Gael's caregiver," she introduced herself. "Ow! So, you're taking care of him aren't you afraid of him?" He asked.

A loud joyful sound, followed by an excited clap of hands, came from Talia as she grinned over towards us all and said, “Wonderful! When do we leave?” A smile as relief washed through me. Hearing her words, I asked, “You will help us?” Talia stood up and smiled warmly, looking at me, “Of course I will. I am not missing on such an adventure!” she exclaimed, “Also I will get two pleasures out of it, well one for sure.” We all stood up from our seats when Damon asked her, “What two pleasures?” She grinned at Damon before she answered, “Well I will get to test out new spells that I haven’t yet used,” her eyes looked over at Azrael as she continued, “Also, I get the pleasure to tease this old gru

Fourteen His eyes were still glued to her, lingering far too long, but Talia pretended not to notice. She straightened her back and put on her most professional smile. "Good evening, Mr. Bernard," she repeated, holding up the documents. "I’m Talia from the Donovan Group, and I’m here to discuss cooperation with you." He didn’t seem to care about her words. Instead, a sheepish grin spread across his face, his gaze traveling slowly up and down her body. He stood up, his eyes darkening with lust as he moved closer.

Talia loped into the shadows of the forest, her paws finding rhythm in the familiar cadence of home. The metallic tang of human scent faded behind her, replaced by the cold damp of pine and earth. She didn’t slow until the flicker of two shapes ahead told her she’d caught up to them. Dedrick and Toddry. They stopped when they sensed her fury rolling through the pack link—sharp, cold, and unmistakable. “I was not in danger, and I told you not to come after me!” she snapped, her voice echoing cleanly in their minds. “I wanted to get close to him so I could figure out how to stop their stupid machines!”

“Good thing we ran here.” “Hmm,” Talen lowered himself off the branch and landed on the roof of the shed, grimacing as the metal shuddered beneath his weight and creaked and groaned. He wasn’t going to be able to wait for Harry, he decided and peeled up the sheet next to the one he stood upon, dropping through the opening into the shed below, landing on the roof of a cage very similar to that in which Sparrow had occupied when Talen had shot him. Like the hotel, there was two rows of cells, pressed against the wall of the shed. It was rank within the shed, the cloying combination of pain and misery combining with antiseptic and the confusingly mouth-watering scent of blood.

I said, and Levi gave them his cold stare, which I could tell scared the hell out of them. “Finally, my Beta, Falcon, and my cousin, Tala,” I said, and sat down again. The shock in their eyes was evident as they looked at Tala. She was wearing her trademark black leather pants with boots, a gun strapped to one thigh and a Karambit to her other, and a black t-shirt with the words ‘DIE BITCH’ in bold red letters emblazoned across her chest. “Highly inappropriate,” Amelie whispered, but I caught it.

And for the first time in their lives, Xander and Xavier felt whole. Silas POV Silas sat thinking about all the things he can’t wait to do to Selene. He will have her by any means necessary and she will give him children. He will be good husband to her and will give to her all the love that Cora refused to accept. He was brought out of his thoughts when someone knocked on the door. “Come in”, he shouted. “Hello my love”, Talia his true mate walks in. Talia works at the Andora Place as the Head of the Maids. “What news do you have for me”, Silas asks quickly, not sparring her his attention.

Seraphina My response came out sharp, a hiss escaping my lips. "Forget your apology." The words carried not just frustration towards Talia, but a deeper resentment towards Xandriel and the looming threat of his return. "Um, excuse me, but I'm a bit disoriented. I'm not familiar with this location. Can you please tell me where we are?" My voice faltered slightly, betraying the unease gnawing at me. "Devil's Pond," Talia answered, her tone apologetic yet tinged with a loyalty that seemed to tether her more to Xandriel's commands than to any solidarity with me.