Tallulah Bell Novels & Stories

Wrapping his arms around her, he settled in and asked, “Tell me about you, sweet girl.” “What do you want to know?” “Everything. Where did you go to school? Who were your friends? Did you love designing jewelry?” Talli chuckled. “Where do I start? First off, my parents had me homeschooled. They looked into public schooling but didn’t think it was what they wanted for me. They wanted the very best and they didn’t mind paying for it. I was taught a variety of subjects that went well beyond public schools. I learned Russian from my father, French from my mother and Latin from my tutors. I passed my GED at the age of sixteen. At that point, I didn’t care about a diploma but my mother told me my

Tinkerbelle was a five-year-old fair-skinned girl with big bright eyes. When Molly and the others arrived, Tinkerbelle curled up on the ground, breathing rapidly and her limbs were twitching.

Nina asked. "Ok, i will be back, don't take breakfast, we will have together as I missed” Oscar replied. Nina was lost in the sea of imaginations, it was like as if Oscar did some magic spell on her, she was lost. She was thinking what to wear and she picked her favorite dress, she took a shower and got ready, had makeup, she was beautiful but in white dress she was looking nothing less than some fairy from the skies. She picked her bag and left as its almost 1pm.

Bell, the drop-dead goddess of the school that year, didn't change. Still cunning and good at using people. Alexa looked at the beautiful figure who had a separate table from all of them. The separation seemed to politely say, you all are not in my class even though we might have shared the same class in high school. If Susan was everyone's white moonlight goddess, Bell was the unattainable flower at the highest peak of the mountain. Smart, beautiful, high status, she got them all and most importantly she was cunning, a perfect description of a black-hearted businesswoman.

I sent a coat to your office so you won't catch a cold. Everyone at work was jealous, saying I had an awesome girlfriend. However, I could not feel happy, and I did not want any of it. I had been tricked by her before, fallen hard, and gave up everything for her, only to end up with nothing. She was only nice until she got what she wanted. After that, she showed her true self. She decided to pick me up from work and said cheerfully: "Malcolm, do you remember what today is?"

Either way, I didn’t care. The men disappeared and left Tally and me alone. She was even more beautiful up close. “Hi, my name is Tallulah, but I like to be called Tally or Lu. Any would do.” She outstretched her hand for me to take, and I shook it. I sat next to her, but I couldn’t deny how awkward it was. Not too long ago, she was Nero’s fiancée. I thought I would lose the love of my life to her.

Things changed for her, she wanted more drama in her life, more attention, she longed to stop being the good girl and that she was. Tullah set out to do and be whatever she wished to be. She goes clubbing and gets used to taking alcohol even with her being underage. The very night Tullah got to know Saul was a night at the club. While she danced and swung her waist, she slowly noticed an eye-burning hole in her body but didn't stop dancing until the eyes got to her back. Tullah slowly turned to know who's eyes were those and surprisingly she got to face a handsome chocolate-skinned guy, who stood out so tall and muscular. Without being able to take a step away from him, Saul bent over and wh

Max left the room. They prepared the two girls for a few days stay in the Shadowland. Thea walked inside the study and from there left to stay in Shadowland along with Melanie. Lady Tina disguised herself like Thea and walked outside the study as if nothing happened. Everyone assumed that Lady Tina is the real Thea. No one noticed anything different. David finally succeeded in gaining control of a human maid in the mansion. The maid ate the black apple, which turned red again as soon as the water of the lake dried on its skin.

She’d performed a miracle, after all. Tara saw Luella for the first time. She looked the woman over carefully. Her rich, gleaming, thick raven tresses fell well below a waist that couldn’t have been more than twenty inches in diameter. Her narrow waist accentuated the round, fullness of her ripe breasts and perfect hips. Full, naturally ruby lips and rosy cheeks against porcelain skin brought out the depth of her sky-blue eyes. She was every man’s dream of the ideal woman. Tara was duly intimidated. She locked eyes with Luella. They were mesmerizing. There was something mysterious and intimidating about her. The fact that she knew a, what was it called... a skinner... didn’t sit well with he

"And I refuse to worry about it until he tells me otherwise. Tallah isn't thralled. And has what she wants-her voice and permission to speak. So bomb diffused." This one, anyway. ***