Tabitha Gotham Novels & Stories

“If she gets treated, she will be cured within a week. Steve Anderson is not a clean man, and I’m sure he already knows and is contaminating the women he’s having sex with.” Blake then handed the jade ring to Tabitha as he drove and made a phone call to Sylvia to meet at The Lotus Suites while Tabitha and Tabby reacquainted in the car. “I’m more stable, and I don’t have to stay inside the ring, but until I get my body. It’s the perfect place for me.” Tabby said and returned when they arrived. When they entered Blake’s suite, Tabitha took off her heels and lay on the couch, and Tabby came back out of the ring and sat beside her.

She sprinkled hair oil on it and slowly began to massage my hair. "Oh, that feels really good." I practically moaned as she began to massage my scalp. "How are you feeling now?" I asked as she continued to massage my head. "Good. I did what you told me to do. He has been going to the toilet all day," she giggled. I laughed. Tabitha had come to meet me because she wanted revenge on the boy that broke her heart. I had told her to put laxatives in his food, and for her best friend, I had told her to sabotage her by putting little bugs and insects in her clothes.

I put it in my boots. "Please where are we??."I asked her. "This is the Thompson club."She said . "Can I take a train from this place to crescent palace."I asked again. She looked at me weirdly."That place has been bought by the government." "Ok." "Can I spend night here,I don't mind sleeping on the floor."Bethany continued. "I have an even better idea."She said. "What is it.". "We are currently looking for waitress ,you could work here."She said.

He was a bad guy, a gangster, which feared her the most about what he might pull against her. "It is already in the email I sent to you." Tabitha repeated. "So go through it and settle on your own thoughts." She added "Ma, you need to see this." One of Tabitha's workers, a young girl, says as she switches on the remote to the television and they all stare at the news.

My throat burned. She turned to Sara again. “I don’t ever want to see her near the Alpha’s chamber again. If I catch her within ten feet of him, I’ll tell everyone who you are and what you did.” Sara’s eyes widened slightly. “But…” “Did I stutter?” Tabitha said icily. “You think I’m bluffing? Try me.” Sara quickly bowed her head. “No, my lady. Of course not.” Tabitha looked around the room, daring anyone else to speak. When no one did, she turned on her heels and stormed out, her presence lingering like a bad scent.

Tabitha spoke from behind him before returning to her usual posture of leaning back on the couch. She wore a golden dress, whereas Jack wore a white suit. I don't know why, but the way she was scanning me and Sawyer made me uncomfortable. "For what?" I asked Tabitha, shocking everyone. "Um, for the disrespect," she gulped, almost as if she was forcing herself not to lose her temper.

"The project is almost ready. The new cycle is beginning so we have no room for anomalies." "Anomalies," I repeated, tasting the word. "Is that what you call your own blood’s reflection? She is the only thing in this city that is truly pure, Tabitha. Because she is the only thing that wasn't made in a sterile room by a woman who hates her own reflection."

, Hell no, I thought we were friends but this whole thing is baseless I'm leaving, you too Tabitha I expected better" Jake walks away, leaving nadir and Tabitha behind, Tabitha motions for nadir to call him back but she doesn't she stands fixed to a point, She won't beg him, she won't be controlled by anyone neither does she need friends she is the Luna to a pack it's high time she starts acting like one.

Frightened, she was about to bolt but Sawyer grabbed her and held her to the spot. "Who are you and why are you here?" he asked her in a soothing tone. Her eyes darted around nervously. "I am Tabitha or just Tabby and I escaped from my master Jarrod. Please don't send me back to him. The witches are very cruel," she muttered frightenedly. Sawyer pulled her into the lobby, then closed and locked the door. "She is a witch," Tabby shrieked pointing at me, and practically climbed up the front of Sawyer making me snicker.

Definitely no cadets among them. My jaw tightens. I hate this part. The prove yourself part. But if this is the game they want to play, if they want me to beg for a seat at their precious boys’ table… Then let the games begin. One of the female warriors, the one who does bicep curls before bed, steps closer, and I take a good look at her. Tabitha Ramsey is gorgeous. Tall and statuesque with a curtain of thick blonde hair pulled into a sleek ponytail that swings like a weapon behind her. Her brown eyes are sharp, intelligent, and absolutely unimpressed by my existence.