Tamara Colins Novels & Stories

Looking at the woman in front of her—dripping in jewels and with skin so smooth it showed zero signs of aging—Trista arched a brow at the discrepancy between the woman's visual appearance and her actual biological age. "You're Tamara?" Trista asked, maintaining her clinical detachment. Tamara didn't answer right away. Instead, she paced the small office like she was inspecting a conquered territory. Her eyes, framed by sharp, perfect eyeliner, swept over the room with disgust before lingering on several of Trista's "kill points." She finally sat down with the effortless arrogance of a woman born into high-blood status. Trista followed protocol, her pen tapping lightly on her notebook. "How l

She's been seeking the exact answers that she wanted all her life but no one could give the bare truth to her. Now that there's actually someone who can give her what she craves, why would she miss it out of impulse because she didn't trust Aurora enough? Nevertheless, she will take the latter anyway. "Why can't I summon my wolf?" "You're a special case, Tatiana. Your wolf wasn't ordinary as you think you are. Apart from that, your wolf needed the destined time to break the leash that someone had put in her." "W-what? What do you mean?" "Do you want to know the truth that will hurt you or rather you will stay within the grasp of lies to remain dazzled by the facts?"

Ugh! Damon sat and I got up. People stared and others whispered. "I'm Tara Deidre Morgenstern. I'm part Vampire, part Witch and part Angel." Everyone gasped and that's when it backfired. They started bombarding me with questions. I answered them all. The last two were what turned my day. "Have you found your mate?" Mrs. BattleAxe asked. Everyone went quiet. I gulped and nodded slowly. "Who is he?" She asked. I closed my eyes and opened them.

He stammered. “Yes, that was,” Penelope answered him, laughing behind her fan. Evan barely paid any attention to his grandmother. He was too entranced by his colleague. When Kat walked the catwalk next, she was wearing a red and white leather crop top that highlighted her flat stomach and matching black biker shorts. Evan gulped as he watched her glide onstage. He watched Kat walk onstage ten more times before the show ended, feeling breathless by the finale. His thoughts and emotions were in a jumble and for a man normally in control of such things, he wasn’t sure if he liked it. Especially when the reason was one temperamental colleague.

he says a little too condescending for my liking, but I let it go. I’m incredibly panicked. This is the first time I’ve left my Pack for any amount of time that wasn’t related to a crisis of some sort. I’m going home with Colby. I can’t wait to see his Pack, meet his family, and especially meet Amelie. I have some gifts for her, that Colby helped me pick out. A purple elephant – she collects elephants, and she loves the color purple. And a little necklace with an elephant on it. From what Colby has told me this will be her first big girl jewelry. I can’t wait to see her little face.

The blinds shielding the windows of Frances's office didn't do much to block out the afternoon sun shining through, creating yellow lines on the wall behind me. Tate sat next to me in the red cushioned chair, gripping my hand in his. Aura was beginning to appreciate his touch, slowly forgiving him for his sin, but I couldn't yet. My hand in his only added gasoline to the fire, more strength to the bond that kept pulling the other end of the rope. Frances stood in the left corner of the room, humming to herself as she combed through files and files to find the one on the Black Moon. I shifted in my seat, trying to rid my body of the sparks shooting through it from our hands entwined.

I was glad that she was affected by me as much as I was by her. "Um...Of course, you can." Even the sound of her voice was so gentle as she spoke to me with shyness. She is going to be perfect for me once she realizes that I am her soulmate. I smiled at her as I sat down next to her. "Good morning beautiful my name is Atlas." I enjoyed seeing how red her face became with my choice of words. "G...Good morning. My name is Tamara." I can see that she was nervous as she spoke to me. But god she was amazing already. The only thing that I know about her so far is her name.

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

I say, hugging her. As we pull apart, someone sniffles by the door. "You guys are going to make me cry," Tamara says, wiping away her tears. "When did you get here?" I ask. "While Miss World here was giving her speech," Tamara answers, using the nickname we gave Camila due to her tanned skin, gorgeous green eyes, raven black hair, and sexy curves. If she hadn't become an engineer, she would've been one hell of a supermodel. "Stop calling me that." Camila glares at Tamara.

he said. "You've gone mad Matthew, Clara is no vampire hunter," I told him. "Oh she definitely is, she might not be aware of it right now, but she is. You remember a certain Austin Shawn, a real trouble maker while he was alive, the vampire hunter that tragically died at my hands. He had no family to continue his lineage or so we thought. However it turns out that our Nicholas was able to locate his only living child and as luck would have it, she just happened to be his missing rib, the one who fulfills the prophecy with our dear Nicholas," he said.