Tamara Colins Novels & Stories

Chloe has her head in my laps, I carefully caressed her hair, as we laugh over the TV series. I had no idea what the series was about, the couple seemed to be laughing, so we laughed along. I merely did this to mess with Tammy but the second she stepped into the living room, the joke was on us, on me. For a splitting second, I forgot how to breathe,Tamara was a slender beautiful woman, so pretty no doubt, and curvy in the right places but she— she was looking extremely gorgeous today, dressed up in that fiery red dress, her hair let down in a wavy bounce.

Crystal whispered back. Noir didn't say anything, It seems she doesn't know Adrian is married and that too to Irma. That's not good at all, anyway he's always there to protect Irma and that won't change, no one can hurt her for as long as he's around. Hailey and Kenzie left,they only came to check if Crystal was back. *DIAMOND HIGH COLLEGE* Ryan noticed Tamara in the class, she was moody. She's not always smiling but this time it was different.

“Miss Caraballi,” Tamara could see Chelsea’s smug smile from where she stood “Is everything okay? You seem to be fidgeting a lot." The team went silent as they waited for Tamara’s reply. “Yes, I’m fine,” Tamara replied as she struck another pose and lazily waved a hand for the photographer to continue. A bead of sweat rolled down Tamara’s back. She was, in fact, not fine and wanted nothing more than to rush to the nearest toilet but she refused to give Chelsea the satisfaction of seeing her malicious plan work.

In the second one, cameras didn't enter, it was not allowed. Tamara was not an actress nor a singer; she didn't play any artistic role, but she was a young businesswoman, daughter of businessmen, and wife of an influential senate politician. A large part of New York State hailed them as family, as if they were entertainers, and their parties, especially birthday parties, always stood out.

I wanted to scream at her that I’m not interested in her or in shares, but then I thought to gossip a little. "Rita, how is Ryan Damison as a boss?" I try to sound in a non-stalker way. “He is very... neat. I have never seen him improperly dressed. Although he looks a little scary and intimidating, he always smiles at me. I think he doesn't like touching other people as he always maintains a strict professional distance. Once I was passing by him-” This dumb fangirl is beyond help. *Cough* "Rita, I mean as a boss." I specify on the last word.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

Tamara glared at their receding backs, as she stood and as a waiter carrying a tray of drinks passed by, she grabbed two flutes of champagne and gulped them down, then started to the restroom. I move to follow her but Cole adding pressure on my hands stopped me. "I think she needs some alone time right now, don't you?" he nudged his head in the direction Tamara went and suggested. Yea… I guess so.

But now, seeing that low-life girl from the mall standing there, effortlessly taking her place in the spotlight, made her fucking furious. As she watched Mitchell smile so comfortably and look so adoringly at Isadora, the anger in her chest flared into a raging fire. Who was this girl? Was she into Mitchell? Was Mitchell into her? As these toxic questions played in her mind, Tamara gripped her glass tightly. She told herself that throwing a tantrum right now would only ruin her own reputation. The only thing she could do at this exact moment was walk over there, put on a fake smile, and act friendly... like nothing had happened today. Plastering a smug, confident smile on her face, Tamara pi