Taesha Bennett Novels & Stories

I have an interview for a proper career with healthcare and bonuses. Okay, Zoe, breathe, don’t get ahead of yourself. It’s an interview. You don’t have the job yet. I tossed Isaac’s laptop into my bag. I need to shower, brush my hair and find an interview outfit. Shit, I’m a waitress, my interview outfit consists of faded black jeans and a black t-shirt with a hole in the armpit. My feet hit the sidewalk running. There’s a charity shop on the route home. It never has much in my size but with a grand total of six dollars to my name, it’s my only option.

“So, this is who Ms. Freya Moses thinks is a good match for Elijah.” Bennett Tate was already forty years old. He exuded arrogance and nobility that rivaled that of a king’s even though he was just sitting on a bench. He uttered every word with a sort of indifference that emphasized the distance between them. Smiling, he pocketed his phone and said, “Ms. Moses, are you looking down on the Tate family or your brother? “If you think that your brother is only worth being with the daughter of a contractor… “Then I won’t say anything.

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

Yesterday night makes her feel ashamed and mortified so she is trying to show me that she doesn’t even care who I am and doesn’t even know that I exist. “Okay, I am ready to go.” She announces as she walks in making a grand entrance, completely ignoring me and walking out of her home. She had tied her hair in a bun which I didn’t like much, I liked her hair open. But she did look beautiful like she always does. “Finally.” I mutter as I get up and run up a little to catch up with her, “What do you think you are doing?” I ask as I see her assistants leaving in a separate car.

Standing next to her is a blonde and she seems to be telling the blonde something. "Hmm, you like that one, don't you?" Tessa chimes in as she giggles loudly. She's becoming irritating. "Who's she?" I ask, surprised at how gruff my voice sounds. I clear my throat. Terrance turns around to stare at both women as he looks back at me. "The blonde or the redhead?" "The redhead. Who's she?" I ask, slipping my hands inside my pants pockets. "Gianna Haines. She's a real beauty, herself. She loves fashion and she is from Texas. I'm not sure she's your type, though. She's too pure, Mr. Black." Terrance says.

She held his hands as they walked inside getting checked and pointed at the direction of their section. She was wearing a green mini shirt and white inner top with a green matching long coat wearing her Jimmy Choo high top boots. Her Hair was in a Black bouncy curls wig accessories with a diamond J necklace and earrings. "We are late." Ire said. "We can't be late na." Victor said. "See how Tiana's eyes lit up seeing her man." Kehinde joked and James sideeyed her. "You guys did not tell me it's Burna Boy nowwww!!" Tiana said excitedly as Burna Boy was performing 'Ye' now and the whole crowd was singing loudly.

" Deuce thinks about this for a while. She doesn't smell pure human. I can sense that there is something supernatural about her, but I doubt that she is even aware of it. I will have to talk with the moon goddess about this. I extended my hand towards her. "My name is Christian Sampson, but you can call me Chris." Without any hesitation, she grasps my hand and shakes it. " My name is Virginia Elliot, but my friends call me Rae." I feel this warm fuzzy feeling where our hands are connected. The feeling of familiarity is present again, there is also this bell in my head at hearing the name Elliot. I know that I know that name from somewhere in my past. I cocked my head to the side as I looked

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

Maya growled, itching for another go at her. Chelsea twitched by Breyona and I, her dark haired servant trailing after her. Chelsea's dress truly left nothing to the imagination. It was extremely low cut, and somehow just managed to cover her bottom. Not only was it sparkly, but it was a Peptol Bismol shade of pink. Add a silver pair of heels and a sash that says "Birthday Girl", and Chelsea's look is complete. "Maybe she'll find her mate tonight and back off Alpha Asher." Breyona shrugged, nudging me with her elbow.