Tali X Shepard Novels & Stories

🩷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.

She needed to confirm something – anything. "Me? My lady?" Talia rolled her eyes at the woman's stupid question. "Who else am I talking to?" "I-I'm your personal maid Lillian, but you called me–" "Lily," Talia continued. Like from the N*****x Series that she had watched. Lily's face beamed when she mentioned her name. Talia knew her too well. She was the only loyal person to Victoria Rozenreff until they executed the latter.

I smiled sweetly and folded my hands across my chest. She eyed me from up to down, "What do you want from me?" I poked her face like a bully would do to its prey, "Answers" I replied. "Void chute Theranos" Narin chanted a quick spell and I turned to her, "honest answers" she finished for me and smiled brightly. "I cast the truth spell on her, everything she would be saying from now on would be the truth if the spell truly worked. I nodded at her in approval, "That is so nice of you, let's see if it is successful"

Shane She was the picture of perfection like this. I just claimed her body and soul last night, but I couldn’t hold back. I knew it would hurt her, but the sparks between us threatened to burn down the world if I didn’t have her again. The way she stared up at me as if she couldn’t live without me. The need in her eyes matched my own and it soothed something dark and cold in my tortured soul. When she said she was afraid she wouldn’t see me, I realized she was still thinking about leaving. She had accepted her fate and wasn’t even considering fighting. If I was smart I would leave now and reclaim my title, but it was so hard to leave her. It was too dangerous for me to take her with me. I wa

is just fine, Talia would not believe and can not be convinced. She went alone! How can she be so sure that she would be fine? She is just a kid, not familiar in their place since she was just two days there. "She said she will be fine, let's trust her," said Kiel and walk over her. "Liah might want to be alone, Talia. If she will not come back after one hour, then let's go look for her." She has no choice but to agree. She nodded her head inwardly and worriedly leaned over the backrest. "I can not just relax in here when we both know that she is alone. But you are right, we should trust here but Kiel, we can not trust people around. And yeah, you are right again, we will wait. After one ho

She looked sad, distraught even. Someone give her an Oscar. She sat next to Scarlett and gave her a small smile. Running my hands through my hair in 'frustration', I took a deep breath before saying, "We need to tell you guys something" Everyone sat up and work mode was on. Talia cleared her throat before speaking, "As you all know, when I was taken by the Russians I was.... raped" she whispered the word rape and Scarlett took her hand in response, giving her a small squeeze and an encouraging smile.

The Beta Commander was a massive giant, a male far too large for any wolf in this valley to miss. “I certainly would have caught his scent line if he was on the floor,” she remarked, her brows drawing together in a deep frown. Today, Talia was flaunting her wealth in a bright yellow halter ruched bodycon tunic, paired with a matching yellow wool sweater and towering yellow platform boots that added inches to her height. Her dark hair was hoisted into her standard messy bun on the absolute top of her head, making her look incredibly tall and imposing. “Well, if your eyes had actually been clear, then you would have caught his frame leaning right into my space,” I murmured, my bare fingers cas

she whispered, her face flushed a delicate shade of pink as she struggled to maintain her composure. A satisfied smirk tugged at Liam's lips as he stepped back, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his chiseled, evenly toned muscles. Arla's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of him.

He flashed a small smile which she could not return. The priest started his sermon. She felt the need to run back to her room. Her father's words hovered in her mind. She took a small inhale, hiding her nervousness and discomfort. Sara flashed her encouraging smile. His thumb pressed again, grabbing her full attention. He gazed into her eyes while repeating the marriage vows. She wanted to look away but he captured her gaze while repeating the words, " I Shelbina Reyes do take Xander Hill to be my husband." She was looking calm, but couldn't suppress the storm inside her.

"I wouldn't ask if there was another way." She studied him for a long moment, then looked at me. "If we do this, we protect Elena the second we get any real opening. Promise me that." "I promise." She nodded slowly. "Then do it." Morgan let out a breath he'd clearly been holding since he walked in. "Thank you." "Don't thank me yet," Dahlia said. "Thank me when your sister is safe." He nodded, swallowing hard, then reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.