Tamora Pierce Series Novels & Stories

Tami realised with anger who it was. “Now remember, Pierce, your mother begged me to have you here, what with Connor’s family announcement. If you don’t plan on playing nice, you can call poor Aunt Eli and tell her that you want to kiss your grandfather’s and your parents’ business goodbye. I’m sure she would like to hear all about it,” she drawled. Pierce’s jaw clenched in annoyance, but he removed his hands from his pocket and turned to face her. Then he brushed her hair from her face and leaned in till his lips were at her ear. Tami heard the click of cameras, and her smile widened in pleasure.

Tamara's POV I am standing on the river bank, waiting for Dean to get out of the water. We are both wet, and we have so much fun. I know that the moon goddess gave him to me as a mate, and I can see why. Dean is tall and handsome. The muscles under the uniform that we are wearing are showing as he gets out of the water. He is stunning, and I can not take my eyes off his body. However, I do not want him to know I am in love with him. I put on my shoes and start running back to the Packhouse, and he runs after me trying to catch me. I dodge him as I do not want him to hug or kiss me, as I know I cannot resist him. I do not want to give in this easily. I want him to work hard for me. I want him

“You’re not in any condition to leave, Tamara. Like I said, my aunt is a nurse, she can help take care of you. Stay, at least until you’re healed enough to walk properly.” I let out a heavy sigh as I weighed my options- like I actually had an option. “Fine.” He nodded his head triumphantly as he reached for the tv remote off of the coffee table. He turned it on and a random news station played. The news woman was reporting on the massive mudslide that swept through the area last night. Elliot left me to rest and watch tv while he fucked off to some other part of his house I hadn’t seen yet. I ended up dozing off again, no weird dream this time, thankfully.

Because of some meds she was on, she has been dealing with the embarrassing issue of leaking fluids. Even on that day's mountain hike, she had to sneak away to a midway changing room for a quick switch of clothes. However, that was not all. There were more photos of her face crudely pasted onto the bodies in adult movies. Her phone nearly slipped from her grasp as dizziness washed over her. Only Cecilia had been with her when she changed. Holly stormed off to confront her. Cecilia sneered when she saw Holly, "Oh, so you've got that problem, huh? Tsk, tsk. Come on, spill it. You really expect us to believe Luke's the only guy in your life?"

Delicate, polished, enviably untouchable. “Do you remember what I told you?” I asked, stepping into the room, my arms folded across my chest. “You are Grace; from this moment forward, Leila Marrow does not exist to you. And I…” I took a deep breath and continued. “I am your stepmother.” Leila turned her gaze to me, her lips curved into that obedient smile she had mastered. “Of course, Mother. I understand everything you told me last night.” “Very well, then.” I gave her a slight nod. “When it’s time, I’ll send someone to fetch you. Stay in this room until then. No unexpected movements.''

I staggered back against the tree, breath sharp, the mark burning like it wanted out. A presence cut through the woods, steady and familiar. Persia. She ran toward me and bent to my level. Her voice filed with worry “You’ll be okay, just relax” she said in a shaky voice as she pressed her hands against my chest, her powers soothing the chaos My breathing slowly became even, my muscles relaxed. Then, Her eyes locked on mine. “Tamara, She felt it too” she said, voice low

The corners of his lips twitched in amusement. I bowed and almost turned to go when Jade meaningfully cleared his throat. “Sky, I’d also like you to talk to someone,” Tamor carefully asked, staring strangely at me. Okay, this is becoming interesting. “There is a human girl that Jade brought from a mission, he’ll tell you the details. She is frightened. We tried ourselves but every time it had been worse, we used glamour but maybe her vision got cleared a bit because she was panicking. We stopped eventually for her to eat at least, make her understand the situation.”

Syvan asked handing him his cup of tea. "Daylen Van Wintermere," he introduced himself subconsciously while examining the substance in the cup that he was offered. He was occupied that he didn't notice the shocked expression on Syvan's face. Everyone was aware and informed of the moon goddess and knew that her last name was Van Wintermere. Now that Syvan got the time to think about it, the last portrait made of the goddess had her wearing a silver dress. The material that she wore was the same as the one that was used to make Daylen's clothes.

I didn't respond, just took the lead and took her towards the romance novels, and before she could ask me to choose one for her, I left her there and went back to the desk. She came back not even five minutes later and laid down three books by Nora Roberts; Savor The Moment, Daring To Dream, and The Next Always. I didn't comment, just scanned them gave her the total, took the money, kept the change like she'd asked and said goodbye. It was only after she left that I could let out a breath of genuine air. I had to get to the bottom of this as soon as possible, I didn't like what was going on and I didn't want it going on for long, or even at all.

“You didn’t come all this way to waste my time with pleasantries.” “I need a bargain,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “Everyone does.” I set the offerings on the table. Blood first, in a silver dish. Money stacked in neat piles. The hair bound with silver, glistening under candlelight. Eldra’s cracked eyes moved over them like she was appraising art. “There’s a girl,” I started. “At the college. Her name is Tamara Angel. She has power…” “Silver,” Eldra interrupted. My breath caught.