Tamara Colins Novels & Stories

I called the vice-chancellor of the college. “good morning, Mr. Romero” he said in a deep baritone voice. I rolled my eyes. “no time for pleasantries, there’s a David O’Connor in your school, psychology and I want him rusticated for harassment, thank you” I hung up on him and called Harry. I needed to find out how to cheer Camila up. “Harry, Camila Is sad what can I do to cheer her up?” he started to laugh and I rolled my eyes and took deep breathes to calm myself so that I would not scream at him.

Pardon my manners I haven't introduced myself yet, I love talking so much. My name is Tamara but you can simply call me Mara. I am Twenty one years old. I am light skinned with a very long and silky black hair which I love most about myself because I barely have time to take proper care of my hair. And yes.. You need to see my dark blue eyes it's another reason I stopped regretting why I was brought to this earth. I so much love it! I was born and brought up here in Paris.

asked Sandra who had stood up from her seat. I, who had just finished taking notes, stared at her for a while before nodding my head. However, Alexi and Liza suddenly came towards our table. "Tamara is on a diet, so it's impossible to go to the canteen. How about coming with us?" offered Alexi who still remembered my words earlier. Really, I could tell that she was playing me on purpose. Even though she has an innocent face compared to Liza, but Alexi is the most cunning person.

Naina was staring at Nicki, and noticed something was off about her today, but it seems she couldn't get a hold of that thing. " Wait Nicki while did you cover your hair" Naina frowned and silver laughed. " I tinted her hair pink so I guess she shy to remove her cap" silver said amidst laughter " Hey am not shy, am just not comfortable with tinting my hair" Nicki defended herself. " So remove it then" merrissa and Naina said at a time " Fine!! fine I would remove it" Nicki said and removed it, almost imeeimmedia merrissa and Naina shouted and all eyes turned to to them, and even the summers aren't left out.....

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

It's almost been a year and yet I couldn't find a clue of where she is, and what makes my search harder is Rachel is a loner and secretive person, in many ways she is like me. Except for the fact that she is loud and quirky which is quite opposite of what I'm, but staying away from her made me realize one thing that I haven't realized working with her for years. That her smile and attitude are just a mask that she puts on to hide the true feeling in her heart. Her smile is nothing but a shield that she uses to protect herself from suffering, but that day with alcohol in her system she is finally able to show the pain, the thoughts the feeling she has been hiding for years, and that was the l

Alex was running now, trying to meet up with his speed, but he was way too fast. When Jasmine got inside the ward, she just went straight to Tobias and she grabbed his collar. "How could you do that to an alpha? And you Elle, how could you? You hurt a whole alpha and you think you'll go scott free? Hell, no." Jasmine was on the verge of crying now and when Tobias didn't respond, she left his collar and went on to hug Ariel . Ariel was too tired to even argue about anything. She just wanted to sleep and when Jasmine hugged her, she placed her head on her back and closed her eyes.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

She also smelled the newly replaced curtain hanging from the glass window onto the floor that could barely reflect the sunlight. She walked around, and she couldn’t help but touch the instruments and armory that were displayed, from the ornaments and small frames that were placed in the big stands of cabinet shelves. It caught her attention from the photograph hanging in the middle of the wall. It had a gold frame and silver lining on the side. It was an old photograph of a woman. She was amazed at her beauty. Her powder blue dress made her stunned, matching with a white hat that had a sunflower on the right side.

"If you'll excuse me." "Of course," Tamara said smoothly, her flawless smile returning as she picked up her glass of water. She didn't look angry; she looked entirely satisfied, like a woman who had just confirmed a suspicion she’d been harboring since the morning brief. "Don't let me keep you from your duties, Derby. Just make sure you keep those data columns tight. We wouldn't want you to lose your placement before the integration is finished." She turned and walked toward the VIP section, her green silk dress sweeping the polished floor with an effortless, old-money grace that I could never buy in installments.