Tania Beck Novels & Stories

I didn’t know how to tell Sergio that I was running away just because I had bumped into Dante on the street earlier today. “Or she’s running away,” Becky chirped, and I shot her a hard glare. “What? And who are you, if I may ask?” Sergio questioned, turning his attention to Becky, and I immediately stepped in, sensing the tension thickening in the room. “That’s Becky. She’s my assistant, working with me on the project,” I introduced quickly. “Hello everyone, my name is Becky,” she said with a polite bow, and I noticed my brother shamelessly checking her out.

He scrolled down and saw two more hot topics from the tech world. #Tania the youngest scholar# #Dean Tania's breakthroughs at Kingston University's Rare Disease Institute# On the screen, there was a photo of Tania in a white coat, standing confidently at a podium in front of the world's top experts. She was explaining the details of a new medicine for a genetic disease that affected the Ferguson family.

There are: Tesoro Undercover. Thank you all so much and I love each and everyone of you. Much Love Becca Lou xx

She said. Gabe frowned. He was not expecting anyone at all, so he was a bit surprised but sometimes, people tend to drop by and so he asked. “Who's that?” he asked Tia. Tia was one of the pack member's daughters, making her a pack member as well. “It’s Beverly, sir.” She said. Beverly was another pack member, someone he had had an affair with some time back. What was she doing here, and what was happening? He wondered with furrowed brows.

There's an indescribable thrill in spotting my work etched onto the pages of the New York Times best seller list. And Becca is indeed a Fae Witch. She said she had grown tired of the Fae Realm and left when she was young. (I didn’t ask many questions. It wasn’t my business.) She went to college in Atlanta and became a well-known literary agent. Becca is a force to be reckoned with, at least if you are trying to sell books.

"I saw he and Alena when they left and I've been outside ever since" Somewhat, I felt relieved to hear that. "Hey Roxi, can I ask you a question?" "Sure thing" "You wouldn't happen to know a private investigator of any sort, would you?" Seriously Ciara, what are you even asking? Of course, she wouldn't kno- "Yeah, I do" Roxi responds. "My friend Becky is a private investigator" Becky. That name sounded familiar. "I've heard her name before" "She's the person I introduced to Ciel" Roxi explains. "And the reason why Ciel cries and drinks herself to exhaustion everytime"

Rebekah knew what to do next, "I'm Rebekah and I am 23 years old and from the Thunder Pack. I'm Luna Rebekah of the Thunder Pack" This got their attention and from there Rebekah told them everything. If she would need people by her side, she would have to let them know everything. She told them about the drugs she gave Lucien how her not being able to give birth to a problem and then when her best friend came. None of them judged her but listened to her calmly.

It was evident in her speech. "It's nice to meet you, Zita. I'm Rebecca but you can call me Becky." "I certainly can't, Duchess. The Duke will be furious with me if I address Her grace by her nickname." Zita said plainly, giving her reasons. Rebecca was about to speak with the door creaked open. The Duke stood there and looked at the two. Zita frighteningly had her eyes on the floor and avoided eye contact. Rebecca saw the look he wore-certainly a sign for her to avoid him-and she swallowed nervously.

I can imagine how pissed he is already. "As I was saying," the ladies slur in their speech. "It's good to have you here, Becca. You're always running away at the end of the day and going on fancy dates-- don't you have friends?" She throws the question out there with her eyes squinted and she's swaying back and forth too. "Hey, cut it out!" Tania can't stop blinking as she warns them. "I'm sure, Rebecca," she corrects the name with wide eyes, "Knows how to have fun... Right?"

Her name was Tara. "Yeah, she is. And the one who got lucky enough to be touched by Khalid", Becca said Octavia lifted her eyes to look at her when she noticed a covetous echo in Becca's voice. Was that jealousy, she thought. Becca smiled and moved closer to her. "How're you doing?" She asked, but Octavia could tell she was being sarcastic. "I'm fine', she mumbled anyway. She didn't talk to strangers, but she could tell this lady was troublesome. So, she was doing everything she could o avoid her