Talia Mar Hot Novels & Stories

Lizzie jumped up and tried to take the paper from her, but Dara danced away, holding the newspaper just out of reach. "Come on. Give it here." But Dara was staring at the paper, frowning. "This says he's been released by the Cajun Rage. That he doesn't have medical clearance to play any more." She looked at Lizzie. "Did you know that?" Liz bit her lip. She hadn't wanted Dara - or anyone, for that matter - to know that she'd been following Matt's career. It was a sick obsession she couldn't seem to cure. She kept telling herself a smart woman would manage to get over a ten-year-old crush on a man who had walked away from her because he thought his career was more important. You'd think that i

As I half walked and half-ran upstairs, I knew Mary didn't believe an iota of my lie but I couldn't be bothered to care because I would be seeing my Talia all dressed up sexily for me, in a matter of seconds. To thicken the tension, I knocked on the door and waited for a response, intense heat of desire coursing through me in wild leaps. “Come in,” Talia's voice was nasal and sexy, and it made me hornier. Although I was already aware of the torrid sight that I'd meet, I was still stupefied to see Talia dressed in her slutty maid gown. She was standing in front of the dresser, with her leg raised to the back, giving me an enthralling show of her red, lacy thong and her soft ass, that I badly

Her tan was the result of staying in Olympus beach with her sisters, lazily sipping her wine and watching the kids run along. Her wrists, fingers, and throat glittered, countless diamonds decorating her skin. The demons against the wall stared straight forward, refusing to either look directly at her or even to look away. Talia’s eyes fluttered, breathing in the smell of spicy vanilla and musk as she inched closer to her mate. "My love," His voice immediately echoed in her ears, standing to greet her. Talia melted in his arms as he pressed a kiss under her jaw. "What are you doing here?"

"Sources say that the heiress begins having an affair with the model again shortly after her billionaire father died. The photos above show and confirm the affair as the Davis Holding heiress, wife of the Walton group her is photographed in a rather intimate position with the top model. The two began as friends when they were younger and started their official relationship last year. But the relationship ended shortly before the heiress married Vincent Walton. It isn't confirmed whether the now married couple has always been in a relationship or have just been in

Tiago spat, clearly seething in jealousy. "Chill, babe. I was just joking," Leo said as he wrapped his arms around Tiago's waist. "When the fuck did this happen?" I asked, confused as to what is happening in front of me. "It happened ever since Tiago stuck his cock up my ass," Leo replied, making my face twist in disgust. " I didn't need to hear that," I grumbled. The chatter quieted down and I looked behind to see Alexis entering the room donned in a gold-fitting gown. She knew exactly how to bring all the attention to herself and it was working. Alexis stood in front of the mic and addressed everyone.

“You’re not in any condition to leave, Tamara. Like I said, my aunt is a nurse, she can help take care of you. Stay, at least until you’re healed enough to walk properly.” I let out a heavy sigh as I weighed my options- like I actually had an option. “Fine.” He nodded his head triumphantly as he reached for the tv remote off of the coffee table. He turned it on and a random news station played. The news woman was reporting on the massive mudslide that swept through the area last night. Elliot left me to rest and watch tv while he fucked off to some other part of his house I hadn’t seen yet. I ended up dozing off again, no weird dream this time, thankfully.

But hers was touching the ground. When Aaliyah got to the compound and saw that creature, she drew closer out of curiosity. Then she saw that her skin was glittering and sparkling like the sparkles from a diamond jewelry. She became so scared and so worried that she did not know what to do. She said to herself as fear gripped her right there.. "This is a mermaid and not a human!" Immediately she said that the creature turned with full force and looked at her, and quickly turned back again, looking at the same direction it was looking at when Aaliyah got there.

"You know, Talia, I actually really envy you. Although Callum refuses to sleep with you, you come from a good family and are worthy enough to marry him. With you around, I'll most likely only ever be his mistress." My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the glass of hot water in her hand. I hastily raised my hands to protect myself, but in the next second, a shrill scream rang out. Veronica cradled her bright red cheek, where she had splashed the water on herself. Pointing an accusing finger at me, she yelled, "Talia, I came to apologize to you. You can choose not to forgive me, but how could you throw scalding hot water at me?"

Delicate, polished, enviably untouchable. “Do you remember what I told you?” I asked, stepping into the room, my arms folded across my chest. “You are Grace; from this moment forward, Leila Marrow does not exist to you. And I…” I took a deep breath and continued. “I am your stepmother.” Leila turned her gaze to me, her lips curved into that obedient smile she had mastered. “Of course, Mother. I understand everything you told me last night.” “Very well, then.” I gave her a slight nod. “When it’s time, I’ll send someone to fetch you. Stay in this room until then. No unexpected movements.''

I could already imagine him smirking from the other end of the phone. “Anyways, how did it go? Was the hot chick successful?” He inquired. He was referring to Talia. That's what he usually calls her. Both of them had never gotten along with each other even though they've known each other for a long time now, way before I even knew Marcus. “Nah!” I shook my head like he could see me. “She didn't do it. She claims that she couldn't do it.” “What the fuck is wrong with her? What are we gonna do now?” He exhaled sharply.