Talia Jackson Age Novels & Stories

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.

“Here is underwear. I hope it will fit.” “Thank you…”, Talia accepted the underwear without looking at it and started going through clothes. There were many colorful items with pictures of kittens, rainbows, and unicorns. “Did your daughter leave when she found her mate?”, Talia guessed. “No. Lisa was twelve years old when she left.” Stephanie felt awkward that she is giving Talia clothes that belonged to a preteen, so she explained, “Lisa was a chubby child, and considering that you are on the skinny side, something should fit you.”

"Here is underwear. I hope it will fit." "Thank you…", Talia accepted the underwear without looking at it and started going through clothes. There were many colorful items with pictures of kittens, rainbows, and unicorns. "Did your daughter leave when she found her mate?", Talia guessed. "No. Lisa was twelve years old when she left." Stephanie felt awkward that she is giving Talia clothes that belonged to a preteen, so she explained, "Lisa was a chubby child, and considering that you are on the skinny side, something should fit you."

As always, the older woman seemed to be expecting me before I even arrived. “You’ve come about the twins,” she said simply, without looking up. “How did you know?” “I know a lot of things Moonborn. And I know I can help you make sense of what us happening to your twins” She gestured for me to sit, as her eyes finally met mine. I settled into the seat, feeling strangely small under her ancient gaze. I always wondered just how old she was. She seemed much older than our time. “Talia manifested her wolf,” I confessed softly. “She’s five. That shouldn’t be possible…”

I am certain that I took the road Jackson—Talia's younger brother—described before I left the pack. Jackson's visit was helpful, and also a confirmation that the Moon Goddess isn't completely angry with me. He told me that Talia's initial plan with her mother was to go to Canada, but something happened on her way, and she couldn't make it there. He said she's in a town far from here, but he doesn't remember the exact name. Talia didn't give them any direction, but she mentioned something about the road that leads to the town. Fabian, my ever-helpful wolf, has been laughing at me since sunrise. He's not helping the situation at all—just adding to my frustration. I don't blame him, though. I d

She was the only loyal person to Victoria Rozenreff until they executed the latter. Talia spotted a body-sized mirror near her dresser. Slowly but surely, she walked toward her new reality. When she was right before the mirror, the same image of the soul she spoke to in her dreams stood before her—golden ringlets paired with the coldest ruby eyes. The only difference was the body size. The woman in her dream was older. But the image before Talia was younger. "Lily, how old am I?" "Sixteen years old, my lady."

She implored, staring at her daughter as though urging her to understand. " You are going around in circles. I'm a full grown adult and the heir of the Steele Shoes! I reserve the right to know what's going on as a member of the family and you know that. I'm almost twenty-four and yet it's the same story. When is it ever going to change? Is it ever going to change?" Talia lashed out. No doubt, she felt terrible, left out and sometimes flat-out-useless.

Once I swallowed it I spoke to her, “Have ypu forgotten the journal?” Her eyes widen, “You said Talia was an experiment. In the journal indicates that Talia will be two hundred in age by 1940 – meaning she is two hundred and one this year.” Her tears were forming, “She will be fine. Don’t worry about it. Talia isa a great omega.” I assured her, she calmed down. We did not notice the presence of Geanne and Leana. Barbara stood up to help her carrying the tray. “Thank you for your hospitality, we really appreciate it. I hope we meet one day.”

"Talia thinks I'm hot." Talia makes a weird noise in her throat and then picks up a pillow, throwing it right at me. "Don't tease me!" I let it hit my face before I grab it, laughing behind it. "Sorry, I won't tease you again." I totally will, but for now, I will deny this. "I doubt it," Talia sighs and takes a seat. "How old are you? Heck, are demon years even the same as human ones?" "I don't know," I shrug. "I'm twenty-five. You?"

— It was evening, and I heard the sound of maids running helter-skelter. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson had traveled on a one-month trip to the neighboring pack, Silverado Pack, for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. The triplets—John, Julian, and James Jackson—weren't the only children of their parents. They had a younger sister, Martha Jackson, a twenty-two-year-old woman, but she was married to the Beta, Saul Howard. My room door flung open, and the senior maid, Penelope Black, stormed in. "Tonia, what are you still doing here in your room? Get up and get out to welcome the Alpha and Luna!" she ordered, being a middle-aged woman.