Tali X Shepard Novels & Stories

She had on black biker boots, and a thin black tank type camisole top. "Viper this is Talia Altizer. She's the attorney I told you about." Paris introduced. "Talia this is Viper the president of the club." "I'm sorry we have to meet under these circumstances. But I'm not sorry it gave me a chance to catch back up with Paris." Talia explained. "If we hadn't already looked up your mad attorney skills, I'd say Paris was joking about you being a top-notch lawyer." Viper replied. "I work very hard. And I play very hard." Talia grinned. "My business and personal life are total opposites, and totally separate."

I said, my voice betraying my pride. “ Protect me from who?. Your brother ?” She snapped and got up. “ I think it better you start explaining things to me, because i'm not just going to sit here and let you order me around like I'm some kid”. I watched as she stormed off and went Inside, she was tougher than I expected which made her more beautiful. I got up to get inside as the weather was chilly. I think it is time to get things serious with Tala, even though she's welcomed as a member of the High crest pack she hasn't been initiated yet. If I want to protect her like the witch had said then it starts with the initiation.

After all, she was the future madam of the Elijah Consortium after the divorce of Ashley and Jaxon. “Let’s go!” Talia was all smiles. She was so immersed with the fantasy she wove in her mind that she failed to notice the secret eye contacts of her assistants. Talia took her purse, chose a doll shoes stud with diamonds, and clipped her hair to show off her swan-like neck. Her steps were brisk as if she was floating in cloud nine. And her heart was so happy that she sometimes felt some chest tightness.

But her stance is similar—weight settled, hands loose by her sides, like she knows exactly how fast she can move if she needs to. “Is it lethal?” I ask, jerking my chin toward the fence. “For a person?” she says. “No. For your pride? Possibly.” She walks toward me, slow. “Hi,” she says. “I’m Talia. Perimeter team. You must be the siren.” “I thought I was the bard,” I say. “Depends who you ask,” she replies. “Kael called you ‘the girl who sings his ghosts.’ Jace called you ‘the artist our enemies are obsessed with.’ Bianca calls you ‘the one who doesn’t eat enough.’”

But for Talia, it felt more like a stage set for her personal tragedy, complete with a spotlight and a dramatic score. She stood at the edge of it all, arms crossed over her chest, her heart fluttering unevenly like a moth caught in a windstorm. Dressed in her dark leather patrol gear, warm and durable, perfect for the cool Wyoming nights, sucked for sudden shifts—she felt out of place. Her red curls were pulled back into ceremonial braids threaded with gold, a tradition passed down from her mother. The fiery strands marked her as the daughter of Elias Graves, the former Beta of Black River. Tall at five-ten, with amber eyes and porcelain skin, she was a beautiful woman. Her wolf, Kaela, mir

Celia melted against her, silent tears soaking into Talia’s shirt. “I won’t say anything,” Talia murmured fiercely. “But I am going to find her. I don’t care if I have to kick down every fucking door between here and hell—I’m going to bring her home.” Celia nodded into her shoulder, barely holding it together. “I’m scared,” she whispered. “So am I,” Talia said. “But not of him. Not anymore.” And just like that, two girls who had never meant to share a secret became something stronger: survivors, allies, a reckoning waiting to strike.

she grins, “I could've sworn Sophia would be the one fighting me. I planned to make quick work of her and come after you” I expected as much. Despite both of them being Alphas, Talia is more powerful than Sophia, she was closer to Lucien in power, which was another reason I needed to make the switch. My people's blood really did flow in her veins. “You look confident that you could actually kill me” I smile. “Why won't I be?” She asks, “We've been here before and everytime, it always ends with you crying on the ground. Why don't we re-enact those little sessions of ours”

“You’ve gotta stop doubting yourself. You’re not shy little Laura the abused wife of Craig anymore. You’re fierce. You just don’t fully see it yet.” She paused again, taking another swig. “And as for Talon getting maimed or killed… Life’s a bitch. We both know that. But you can’t let fear control you. You’ve been through enough to know that you can survive anything. I don’t know Talon’s entire backstory, but I know he’s the same way. He’s your guy, and he’ll fight like hell to keep you both safe… to protect what you two have.” I was quiet for a while as her words played over in my mind.

She had even given him a ring to aid his escape from the demons' trap, which made it so obvious that he was going to fall in. We were finally in school and it had taken us almost an hour before we could be able to settle down, as the entire class seemed to be so giddy and overly excited to see us, especially Xander, who had turned from a ferocious beast to a gentle man who cared for even a flea. We were like heroes, especially Lena, whose special and unique powers had spread around the whole clan. She was the only one who could kill Xavier, the most powerful Alpha. The fact that she made Xander fall in love and seized being a devil made her more heroic.

I take a deep breath, smiling, and then I write, Talia (online) — Hello, Mr. X, sorry if I didn’t answer earlier, I was having a nice breakfast. I’m very well, and you? Mr. X is typing... Mr. X (online) — I am very well, but intrigued by your profile. Talia (online) — Intrigued by my profile, why? Mr.X (online) — Here it says that Talia is 27 years old, sign of Virgo (Hummm... Virgo) is bisexual (Hummm), speaks German, and was born in Madrid.