Simon And Talia Novels & Stories

A satisfied giggle escaped her lips. “So the coronation,” Kira started, shifting the subject. I engaged, planning everything with them, nodding and smiling. But deep down, that thread still hummed. And her name didn’t leave. Talia. I’ll find my mate. And I’ll make every one of them pay for messing with our bond. My wolf howled, his eyes glistening with blood lust.

“Let’s go,” I whispered, clutching Richard’s hand. But he yanked it away. “We can’t just leave like this. Please, Lisa. We need to see the Alpha.” “Let’s gooo!” I snapped—louder than I meant to. The pain cracked through my voice like glass shattering. The door creaked open. Simon stepped out, shirtless and calm, Mira draped behind him like a poisonous shadow. Her smirk was pure venom, her eyes sharp enough to cut.

Talk about a match made in heaven. With the help of nymphs, Talia got prepped and ready to meet Lukas. As she stood all alone by the stones, a guy started leering at her, looking up and down as if she's one of the pieces of meat being sold. She tried not to pay too much notice; it's not the first time something like this happened, but she's not a god for nothing. Talia can hold her own. The guy took another step closer, his words slurred. "How much?"

I said uncomfortably and placed out my hand to stop him. It had the opposite effect. He took my hand and leaned his large mouth with all his big teeth forward. His hard lips touched the backs of my fingers. I tried to snatch my hand away, but he kept ahold of it. “I swear my allegiance to you, Tara Layton, The Promised, the wielder, the bringer of peace. My breath, my blood, my life.” He dropped my hand, stood, and stepped back. Another guttybrew took his place. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but Talon held me in place with gentle pressure around my back.

She huffs but I can see her change tactic, feel her energy shift again. “For fuck sake Gav, you act like a child. Haven’t you thought maybe I need a man” Talia says as the bartender sets her drink in front of her. “What if I could give your Alpha some intel on that bitch he is obsessed with?” She says as I stop and look at her, my drink halfway to my mouth. “What the heck are you talking about?” I ask her even though I already know what she means. A sinister smirk crosses her face. “Buy me a drink and I may tell you” She says trying to sound seductive, I narrow my eyes at her.

🩷Talia🩷 The firelight painted warm gold across the stone walls, flickering shadows dancing like ghosts of old. Talia sat on the edge of the bed Ronan had insisted she take, wrapped in a heavy wool blanket that still didn’t stop the chill in her blood. It wasn’t the cold. It was what she remembered—the Beast’s breath against her neck, the weight of its claw, the sensation of being watched by something ancient and hungry even before it attacked.

“Our mum is coming for us. She’ll destroy you.” I straightened, chuckling. “Wishful thinking,” I said. “Tell me, Kael, did your mummy ever tell you about Ronan? About how she chose him over your dear daddy? Sweet old Uncle Lucien. Except he's really daddy Lucien. Ask her. Ask her if you ever see her again.” “Liar!” Talia shrieked. I lost interest in the screaming. “Hold her down,” I snapped. The two rogues rushed in. Talia kicked, screamed, struggled, but she was no match for grown wolves. Her power had barely begun to bloom.

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.

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.

"Plian just expect you and I did not -" "I can talk to her," Talia said while wearing her clothes. She just wear a simple jacket and a pajama. "I can not live here without anyone by my side. Maybe live with me here?" Kiel stared at her for a moment before he nods his head. "Aye aye, caption. It will be my pleasure." Talia went near him and hover down to give him a little kiss. After they prepared themselves, they called Plian but they did not know where she is. They roamed the whole house but she was not there.