Talia Jackson Age Novels & Stories

I wouldn't mind fucking her. Ow, Jade what are you doing? She slept with Jackson, remember. And I immediately shooke that thought away from my head. The spatula in her hand was completely still, even though the eggs in the pan were already starting to burn. "Oh, hey," she said brightly, like we were friends. "You're already going to school." I didn't answer. I opened the fridge to grap some soda. She turned to look at me. She was maybe twenty two. Tops. Probably a little bit older or my age, twenty. But I knew Jackson wouldn't risk to sleep with an underage. He loves his reputation more than anything.

“Ariel!” Jackson snaps, more panicked than angry, grabbing my arm and holding me tight like he’s afraid I’m going to run like my wolf is. “Tasha is – she’s dead, all right?” I whip my head back to him, my eyes wide, a moan climbing up my throat because – Oh my god. Oh my god – That little girl, all alone in the world – her mother dead –

"You think you'll be six-foot someday?" "Yes," she said confidently. "Not if you keep feeding her only peaches and desert rabbits." I looked up in relief to see Jaci padding toward us out of the dark. I grinned at her and she took some supplies off me. "Hey." Jerah ruffled her neat white hair. "Thanks, sis." Jaci rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue as he squeezed past her. "We're thirty-two, dirt-for-brains. Stop being so immature." "Wave at your auntie for me, Tara," he said, his deep voice colored with mischief.

Taliana wasn’t sure what she would do if this situation had the same outcome. “I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Jude said soothingly, patting Taliana’s arm. In the fifteen-minute drive from the hotel to her house, she and Jude had gotten to know each other. Jude now knew Taliana was seventeen, had moved back to D.C. after spending six years in LA, and absolutely despised geese. In return he’d told her that his birthday was on Christmas Eve, he’d moved there from Miami a couple years ago, and that he’d once been hit on by an honest to god pirate.

“Too old? You can’t be older than me.” “I’m nineteen.” Lyra blinked, shocked. “You’re nineteen?” “How old are you then?” “I’m twenty-five,” Lyra admitted. Talia raised her eyebrows, then laughed. “Now that’s old.” Lyra nudged her shoulder. “Hey. I am not old, thank you very much.” “Why do you sound surprised anyway?” Talia asked, tilting her head slightly. Lyra shrugged. “You just seem… older, that’s all.” “That’s because of my pack status… I have an image to uphold.”

Talia POV. Talia, the girl next door, not anyone special, I look like any girl from the neighborhood, brown locks with some highlights, brown eyes, I’m not small nor tall, I’m just average. I’m twenty one, I graduated college with a communication degree that I found no job in, so I worked in any available job, in a local company.

He took it and got up from the ground as he nodded his head. “Well, well. You have won. What do you want? Consider that as a birthday gift” He spoke and I asked him in a whisper, “Anything I want?” “Anything” He answered and I gave him a small smile. Jake winked and left me to my imagination of what ‘anything’ could possibly mean as I and Talia joined another small group to do some exercises. Talia was feeling a bit better so she joined but did not move her feet much. She only did hand and upper body exercises and after an hour or so, we called it a day.

"It's not a switch." He nodded. "Then I'll earn it. Every day." She hated how much her heart melted at that. Elsewhere... Vanessa adjusted her silk robe and crossed her legs as her assistant dropped a manila file in front of her. "Her name's Talia James. Twenty-six. Fashion designer. Single mother… until recently," the assistant said. Vanessa flipped through the photos. Talia laughing with the twins. Talia getting into a cab. Talia at a pop-up event, the one Ethan secretly invested in.

Talia's smile was radiant. "Next to you, I'm just the ugly duckling." Nance shot back. "Plus, you've got such a sweet nature. The guy who lands you is one lucky fella!" Talia let out a soft giggle. "I'm already hitched, and my little one's nearly five!" "What!?" Nance's eyes widened. "You're so young, and you've got a kid already?" "Yep!" Talia beamed. "Is it that hard to believe?"

I do not want her to have to go through the same thing I went through. Talia is 20 years old and normally it was weird that she hadn't had her first complete shift and it was seen as bad, but she did have her first shift, only that she didn't get a full transformation and this had a lot of people talking and it got her sad. I knew what it was like to be in her shoes, I had gone through the same thing but mine was worse since I thought I didn’t have a wolf.