Tamika All American Novels & Stories

My wife, Ally Martin, is a CEO who's convinced that every man who married her only wanted her money. Any expense of mine over a hundred dollars has to go through her for approval first. I loved her enough to become the man standing quietly behind her empire. But the day I got into a car accident, she turned down my three-thousand-dollar surgery request. "Do you have any idea how many people live on three thousand dollars a month? I don't make money so you can leech off me!" The surgery came too late. My hand was left permanently disabled. I'd only just come off the operating table when her childhood friend, freshly back from abroad, posted on Instagram. The photo showed off a watch wort

"Tasha Aldemara, currently studying psychology at a state university. Worked at Glow and Sun company for 2 years and left due to harassment from her new boss. After that, she worked as a daytime waitress at a restaurant and at a convenience store at night. Her mother is suffering from stage 4 breast cancer and needs a lot of funds for treatment. According to her track record, Tasha has no social media accounts except Hastagram, and she rarely is active there, probably due to her work and studies." "Anything unusual?" Tommy shook his head. "So far, I haven't found anything strange, sir." Bhuvi nodded, and they continued their discussion about Damian, whom they suspected had been manipulated.

"Daddy, I want to go and see Mirabel. I won't be coming back today. Well, today is her birthday and I forgot. She called and reminded me about it. She gave me a punishment for not remembering to call and wish her well. The punishment is that, I will sleep over. I came to tell you first before leaving. Father, I have to go to the office from there tomorrow. Take care of yourself." Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Amanda got prepared to leave. On her way, she got a birthday gift for her friend, Mirabel. * * * * * Meet Anita, she is an upcoming model. Anita is a beauty and many people admire her so much, because of her beauty and the way she dresses. Anita is from a wealthy family and also a

Tamika smilingly told him. The woman wearing a mask brought a tray of food and placed it on a small table near the bed. “So, your name is Tamika. H-How about y-you?” He tried to act cool as he saw those cold dark reddish brown almond shaped eyes glaring at him. “I am a woman without an identity, but this mischievous woman called me Shanaia. So… You can call me by that name.” She coldly responded. She was referring to Tamika when she said about the mischievous woman, and the latter just shrugged her shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal.

Makaila got to school very late. Her face was swollen and red and she tried her best to cover all her scars by wearing a baggy hoodie. She rushed into class while they were almost ending third period. Immediately she entered the class, all eyes were on her. "You are late." Miss Tamika stated eyeing her with distaste. "I'm sorry, I really had a bad night." Makaila muttered. "Just get to your seat." Miss Tamika dismissed her and continued to teach. She found an empty space at the back and went to sit down.

He instantly asked – hoping as he looked behind her. The woman shook her head. Her cold looking eyes were directed at him. He almost felt shiver down his spine. There was some eeriness behind this woman. “Who are you? How did you find Leila? Are you her friend?” He asked curiously – one after the other. Her expression didn’t even change. She was just looking at him with her face void of any emotion. For a moment, Hunter remembered Leila. “I am Tamika. And, yeah, perhaps you can call me that. Leila’s friend. But I am not here to talk about those things that you are curious about. I am here to give you a warning.” She said perilously.

“It is nice to officially meet you all,” Anna said, the Hispanic beauty placed her hands on her ample hips and openly assessed us. “Wait till I tell my mum, we have doctors working at the strip club now,” Tamika said, taking us all in. Ashley quickly made a sound to negate the claim. “Just like I said, my friends are involved because they want to help me and it’s only going to be a one-time thing,” Ashley explained in a rush, letting out an awkward laugh.

Mikey begs Tamara. "How can you be so selfish, boy? If Tamara loves Dean, she must go to him," Tina says. "He can look all he wants to, but I am not going back to him, even if he wants me as his mate, and I don't think he wants, I will not go back to him. He has humiliated me enough, and I wouldn't say I like the thought of him coming close to me. He may be your Alpha, but he's not mine. Forget about them. Forget about the Red River Pack. The best place to hide is right under their noses. No one ever comes this far, and I do not think he will even think about looking here. He will believe that I have gone to the city because everybody that does not have a back goes to the city," Tamara says.

He falls into a deep sleep, his fingers still loosely curled around mine as if terrified I might vanish. When he is stable again, his parents follow me to my office. The bodyguards wait outside. I sink into my chair, every part of me trembling from the emotional and physical toll of this endless night. My chest throbs with the lingering pain of Barid’s rejection. Mrs. Northcutt sits across from me, wiping her tears. Mr. Northcutt stands beside her, looking older and more fragile than I have ever seen an Alpha appear. “The name he called you… Nella,” Mrs. Northcutt says. “She is his true fated mate. She rejected him publicly not long ago. She is already planning to marry someone else.”

" Her fingers brushed over the photo, over my smiling eyes. Then she lifted her pinky toward the picture and bent it slightly. "Let's pinky promise, okay? "You'll still be Lily. Lily, because I will spend my whole life waiting for you. This life and the next. "Don't make Mom wait too long, okay?"