Tamar Braxton Book Novels & Stories

"It's unlike you Bianca, you're up early." She smiled cooly. "You must have met James yesterday. He came with heather. He's been keeping me company. He's such a nice man." I smiled at her remarks. "Heather doesn't even talk much about people. It feels so good to know she... Socializes." Tata Bianca added "Hmmmmm," the man said flatly. "Heather's heavy on her privacy. I find it intriguing that she even lets you... Stay." "I....well... she's friends with my mot-"

So, we really didn’t know who Roxy was then. “I spoke to her Dominatrix. She was not in a position to have a submissive anymore, so let Roxy go and used the business instead. She tried talking to Roxy a few times but she didn’t get a response. Roxy wasn’t crazy or anything, she just needed a Dominatrix and saw me as the one who took it away from her.” This is too much for one night, far too much. “Remember, I booked the holiday for when Marcus would be getting back in a couple of days? Why don’t we still go? Me, you and the girls.”

My hands clasped together as I waited for them to give me the report for the past few months. It took me a while to get everything done. It was a relief that they didn't slack off in my absence and the company wasn't on the verge of another bankruptcy. Remembering bankruptcy, the T-brand has completely vanished from the market and Sandra Park has been declared as a financial criminal. She is going to spend most of her life in jail. I rolled my eyes as I thought of her and went to my office. However, I stopped when my eyes drifted to the empty reception area.

To earn money and give something to her boyfriend and her children. "Mr. Yuchan does not have any vacant time for today, Ma'am. He also has an appointment with your sister around eleven A.M." "You may go." She said while keeping herself from reading the report papers she was holding. She looked up when the door to her office closed. She checked her wristwatch, there is still time to primp herself. She left quickly without letting her secretary know. She plans on going to a salon to make herself even more beautiful. "What do we have for today?" Chrismith asked Janice politely as they crossed the road to the restaurant. Their meeting was sudden and she said they had something important to talk

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall You say it best when you say nothing at all All day long I can hear people talking out loud But when you hold me near you drown out the crowd Old Mister Webster could never define What's being said between your heart and mine The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall You say it best when you say nothing at all The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes saying y

brax said half startling me because i was so wrapped up in the book that i was reading. "What?" I asked him. Brax jumped up, going over to the book shelves in the libary. "hes your older brother, so he wouldnt be in the books we have been reading if your father cheated on his mother with yours." I stared at Brax in disbelief, the pieces starting to fall into place. "You're right," I said slowly, realization dawning on me. "He wouldn't be mentioned in any of these books because he would have been born before me before my mother even met my father."

I didn’t wait for what would come next. I had turned and bolted, my feet barely touching the marble floor as I ran to my room, locking the door like that would somehow keep him and my feelings for him out. The silence in the room was deafening with reality of the truth and my foolish actions, sinking in. Sasha Romanov. He is the pakhan of the Russian Bratva....such a dangerous man to be with. My gut told me that there was something dangerous about him but this is another level of dangerous....

Elena Hart was not a woman who easily lost control. She prided herself on her ability to keep her emotions in check, to stay focused on her goals and never let anything — or anyone — distract her. But Damien Cross? He was an anomaly. A storm that had blown into her life, disrupting everything in its path, and now, she wasn’t sure which way the winds were blowing. That morning, as she stood in front of her bathroom mirror, preparing for yet another day at Cross Enterprises, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was walking a tightrope. One wrong move, one misstep, and everything could fall apart.

Maybe I should get a pair, with corrective lenses. Jogging to the parking lot, I started my car just to turn on the air conditioning. While the car cooled down, I followed Dr. Bradley’s suggestion and searched for Tammy Duncan online. I didn’t find a website, but I did find her book, Seeing Red, on a popular book site. On impulse, I ordered a copy with express shipping. Maybe there would be a way to contact her inside the book. Frustrated at hitting another dead end, I put my phone away and shifted the car into reverse. But instead of smoothly backing out, there was a heavy thump, and the car rocked.

“A lot has happened lately, and I didn’t even know how to explain it all through text. That’s why I wanted to tell you everything in person.” We sat down in our seats, and I finally began to tell her everything that had happened—every moment, every secret I had kept, every emotion I had tried so hard to hide. “So, how’s your new life?” Trisha grabbed my attention, and I could feel her excitement. “And how does it feel to have a stepbrother like Drake Ashford?” She asked with even more energy, bouncing on the edge of her seat. I had just told her about the sudden turn of events in my life.