Tamara Bleszynski Novels & Stories

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

Camila I stared at the mirror unsure if the person I was looking at was me. My long black was braided a tone side and left to rest on the other side of my shoulder, my brown eyes were bright yet had a sad gleam to them. I wore a long handless black gown that had a long slit, up to my knee. I applied some lipstick and paired my outfit with a silver pair of high heels.

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

Alpha Mraz blinked and let her go before backing a few steps away from her. Tatiana's suffocated throat was now released and she catches her breath, panting heavily. Halfway through, she cleared her throat several times before she can speak. And the first word she said was cursing him. "Damn you! Tell me, does harming me give you a sense of satisfaction?!" Alpha Mraz didn't budge before sneering at her. "What if it does? What do you want to do?" Tatiana swore. His mocking tone was apparent and it made her angry even more. She clenched her fists while gritting her teeth.

“You haven’t lost her and we aren't losing her. But you will if you let Christina pull her into her games again. You need to stay calm and play this smart. You’ve got to be careful.” I let out a shaky breath, rubbing my face with my hands. The tears I’d been holding back finally spilled over, and I didn’t even care anymore. Trevor was right. But I didn’t know where to start. Tamara is creeping everywhere in my head. I wish I could just hear her voice again even if age was going to yell at me. “She set me up, didn’t she?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Trevor nodded slowly. “It sure looks like it. She’s manipulative, Jesse. Always has been. But this… this is next level. Am very sure he

Fortunately for me, Liam's attention was being distracted when a man came over to his place to talk about some business, so I used that opportunity to sneak away. Using this opportunity to look for Peculiar, she seemed not to be here anymore. I wonder where she sneaked off to. "Oh, Hazel," Tamara, one of the Lunas in the pack council, who I do not like. She is one who loves to brag and look down on people, and I'm sure she was one of the people who were pleased to hear about my rejection. "Hi, Tamara," I didn't hide my displeasure. Of course, she is the last person I would want to talk to now.

A beautiful girl with long blonde hair walks in the midst of a farmer's market wearing a long colorful boho maxi dress. She stops before a seller and picks up a large peach. She slowly glances over it and brings it forth to smell it. Unaware she is being watched. Blake, Selene, and Damian act naturally a few stands away. All three wearing sunglasses and summer clothes from how hot the weather has become. "So, are you going to go talk to her?" Blake looks at Damian. Harous palms clammy, and her raising at a million per second.

' I followed his index finger, my eyes landing to the object or rather the person he was pointing at. My eyes itemized on the beauty who stood amidst the rest of the trainees, her stance emanating confidence. Her eyes searched the grounds, ignoring the whispers her presence attracted. I could see why Jayson had sworn, and why the rest of unmated males couldn't blink. Tamara wore a sexy high waist booty biker shorts. The soft black material highlighted her peach hips effectively. The sports brallette she wore had a deep v neck on the front, with wide shoulder straps. The material had the two globes peeking from underneath and I couldn't help but wonder...Were they making work out bras like th

He was created. Long ago, when the Moon Goddess reigned supreme and the magical realms still held balance, there was a woman named Solmyra. She was half-fae, half-shadow witch—beautiful, treacherous, and drunk on ambition. She was one of the rare few who dared to steal Luna-bound magic, the divine essence gifted only to fated wolves and Lunas. She craved it, not to rule, but to become a goddess herself. Her betrayal shattered the fragile harmony, and the Moon Goddess, in her fury, banished Solmyra from the celestial plane.

" I asked Tamara, my brows furrowed in confusion at her. Tamara sighed tiredly, and I was beginning to regret interrupting her sleep. She was a very busy person during the day. She had to attend meetings with other pack healers. She was also an advisor to the Moon Tribe pack members. Tamara was like a mother figure to everyone. Warm and kindhearted. One could have almost mistaken her for the Luna of the pack. Tamara poured herself a glass of water. I watched her gulp the liquid down her throat before joining me on the floor. Not even Hades can explain why you are the only one who can chase the surrounding demons. "It just happened all of a sudden on the first day he met you at the silver pac