Tami Roman Book Novels & Stories

I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale. While fiction, the essence of Tara Lyle, the main character in this book, mirrors strength as resonant as the very essence of the narrative. I invite you to accompany her until the publication of Tara Lyle Book 2, "At Willete's Mercy," where the saga continues to weave its captivating narrative.

She tried to get away, but Dylan tackled her from behind like a mindless monster and stabbed her repeatedly in brutal bursts. “Please, Dylan! I was wrong! It was Sarah! She made me do it! “Argh!” Having lived under Dylan’s intimidating shadow, Tammy, a national boxing champion, met a pathetic end. It was ironic that the woman, who once stood strong, lost her spine to a man. Amid Tammy’s piercing screams, blood stained the fine rug. Ten minutes later, Tammy lay there motionless as Dobie drew closer. As if blind to it all, Dylan dropped to one side and murmured under his breath.

Because then he'd suspect. And he can't know. No one can know. "I'm not sure I know what you're talking about," I counter, raising an eyebrow. I lean back against the smooth leather, bundling my hair over my shoulder. "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," he presses. "Someone is targeting you, Ms. Moretti." I laugh, though the breathless sound doesn't sound remotely convincing. "Targeting is a strong word." "Really?" he asks, eyes narrowing. "What would you call it?"

my voice lowered into a whisper as I confessed. “A healing balm? From where?” Elsie asked curiously. I bfi my lip, already picturing how she would react when I finally told her. “Come on, Isla. Don't gatekeep,” she pouted, tugging my arms. “Pleaseeeee…” “Fine… geez! It's Roman.” I blurted and she froze. “What Roman?” She asked. “How many of them do you know?” I retorted. Her eyes widened. “He did?!” Was it me or was this girl getting excited? “First of all, he rescues you from a bunch of guys who tried to molest you. He crippled a man for you and now, he found a way to get rid of your biggest insecurities?”

He asks Tam back. "Oh yes, after a long day at work, there is nothing better than a glass of wine and a good book." She says. "Ohh ask her about the books please. She loves a perticularly interasting genre." Mira says with a grin. Tamaras choice in books is impecalbe if you like spice and questionable behavier. I couldn't help but laugh at Mira’s words, her teasing tone lightening the mood around the table. Tamara’s face flushed slightly, but she didn’t seem embarrassed, more like she was caught in the middle of something playful.

My sister was one month pregnant when they called a shaman who predicts that she is having a girl and that girl in her womb was going to become the strongest heir of all the centuries, of all the packs she gonna be the strongest. Alpha Roman was so proud to hear this however there was also a fire of Rebel in the pack which could not be ignored, yet Alpha Roman choose to ignore it as those rebels included my husband, my Alpha and the father of Rihanna who got driven mad by that fact that Alpha Roman gonna have the Strongest Heir. He got afraid and some people of the Breaking dawn pack did the work of ignition in his jealousy. They wanted to rinse their hand in that floating river. They all pl

"What do you think?" Roman could barely register everything she was saying, but he was getting a hang of it. Right now he just has to find a way to leave this moonmine- moonsquare or whatever Moon place to his normal, yet recently abnormal life. "Leaving isn't an option." She cut through his thoughts. "It's rewarded." She said, "Let me guess… you fell in love with the book and couldn't stop reading it after the signs?" She pushed further to the edge of the bed, facing Roman. "Or you didn't read the warnings."

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

Damon questioned him rubbing the back of his neck as he felt embarrassed giving his brother a piece of advice when he had no experience. Ryan: Ohh now Mr. Famous Mafia king who is officially virgin and dateless dude will give me an advice. Really. Damon glared at his brother as a rosy colour appeared on his neck and ears. He furiously blushed in embarrassment as his brother mentioned his non-existence love life. Ryan again apologized witnessing Damon's killing glare.

"As you said. There is nothing…" I kissed him again. Then the door swung open. I broke away sharply. Roman stood in the doorway, red roses in hand, his eyes moving slowly from my face to Damien's. "Damien Douglas." Roman said coldly. "Roman Douglas." Damien said even colder. I looked between them. Their eyes locked on each other like two men who shared. Wait ..’Douglas? The same name. The same blood? "What the hell are you doing here?" Damien's voice was low. Dangerously low.