Tamara Colins Novels & Stories

I knew right then that he was about to embarrass me. "Wait! Are you Pollen, the one from the magazines?" Her smile widened. "That's me. I didn't know you are a fan. Did you hear that, Amanda? Jake here is a fan. Where were you hiding this handsome boy?" He blushed when she brushed his shoulder lightly. I honestly had no idea he had a crush on the imposter here. "Hands off him," I whispered, pushing her hand away. Jake was hypnotized by the witch. "Can I get your autograph? It would make my friend so happy," he commented, taking the napkin and pushing it into her hand.

"My hair is a nightmare. I can't go like this." "You look girl-next-door hot." Tamara popped her sucker back in her mouth and gave Andrea a once-over. Andrea didn't know Tamara personally, but she'd been friends with Miranda since the minute the women entered gaming. A beta tester-for-hire and online personality, Tamara was one of a short list of women people didn't fuck around with. Probably because Tamara's family was heavy into martial arts. Word was, Tamara often body-doubled for fight scenes in CGI games and the occasional movie. Crystal idolized her in a way that was almost cult-like. "I'm totally under-dressed though." Andrea frowned. She was woefully out of her league when it came to

* * Writer's POV *Now next design is something we haven't seen in fashion cup...this designer wants to surprise us with something extraordinary...a couple outfits...this is new in our fashion cup but let's see how it will turn out to be... now let's welcome the third designer on stage..Anna Cruz and her models.. Lucas Craig and Debby Ryan!* Andre tensed when he heard Debby's name.. the crowd hoots and roared happily as Debby walk down the runway with her arms linked in Lucas's.

she asked, and Collins shook his head, “It isn't.” Tammie nodded and wiped her tears harshly, “Thanks.” she whispered, giving a small smile, “I appreciate the gift.” she added, taking a few steps backward to check the whole space. It was a private cinema, a large room big enough to fit about a hundred people. While Collins had asked his question, Tammie never imagined he asked to confirm if it was right. He knew so many things about her, It frightened her. She inhaled a shaky breath and strolled towards him, “Let's watch the movie.”

Tam, one of the three bartenders, propped her elbows on the counter, "Bet she was so excited to take the limelight." "I don't have the main performance tonight," I shrugged, "either way, it was my idea. I just hope no one's too disappointed with the switch." Tam's smile dropped, she pressed her lips into a thin line. She was Asian, Vietnamese from what I knew. Her long black hair was shaved on one side, while the rest was tied in a top knot. She had cute almond-shaped eyes that were the color of almonds. "It's not like you to drop a performance. Are you okay?" She stepped back and I noticed the black tube top and leather skirt she wore.

' I followed his index finger, my eyes landing on 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 bralette 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 t

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.