Tanya Twilight Novels & Stories

Tanya ended the call and switched off the phone angrily before crying again. "Here wipe your tears others are coming this way" She heard that familiar cool and serene voice said to her. Tanya looked up and met the face of school prince charming looking at her. She collected the tissue gingerly while still looking at him with surprise. Immediately the tissue left his hands, the boy walked away but Tanya picked her bag and ran after him. He stopped when he noticed the girl going after him and looked back. "Why are you following me?" She was still timid and tried to swallow the lump in her throat and said, "Em.. Em thank you. I'm Tanya Lewiston. I study ballet"

Isis The name hung between them like smoke... thick, suffocating, and impossible to wave away. Tanya’s wolf had gone completely quiet. It wasn't a peaceful silence, but the paralysis of a creature that had finally been cornered after a seven-year hunt. She looked at the phone screen, staring at the side-by-side photos until the pixels blurred. The professional press headshot. The grainy, high school ghost with the camera tripod. The headline was a trap, and she had walked right into the center of it.

Although, it’s impossible for someone to sneak up on a shifter, so it’s a moot point. “What’s her name?” I ask. “Tanya Russell, but her stage name is Erika Edwards.” “ERIKA EDWARDS?” I ask. I may be a shifter, but even I know who she is. “I take it you’ve heard of her?” he asks, his eyebrow going up. “EVERYONE has heard of her, Alpha,” I say. “Not everyone. I hadn’t heard of her, but I’ll admit, I asked the twins and Reagan, and they have heard of her. I got a lot of eye rolls because I didn’t know who she was,” he says, smiling.

It was a woman with a well-defined shoulders and a large scar on her left cheek, the captain of Red Dragon, Twilight who faced Farrah when she came to their camp. She seems to be the complete opposite of her name. “Who are you?” Twilight directly asked, her assessing eyes looking at Farrah from head to foot. Fortunately, Farrah was now experienced in dealing with people like Twilight. With battling her eye, she extended her hand and introduced herself with a smile. “My name is Farrah, I’m a Doctor, an Ability-Holder of Healing ability, level-3.” There’s fleeting surprise in Twilight’s frozen face, but it quickly disappeared as soon as it appeared. “Healer? What are you doing here then?”

I looked up when Nightstalker waltzed in and sat down. “Did they find out anything?” I asked. “Yes, they did in fact find out a ton of good news,” Nightstalker replied. “The child's name is Tylia, but she goes by Ty, and she is in fact 18. They also located where she is. There is a huge problem with this though.” Nightstalker states. “What is the problem?” Velastar asked. “She is currently living in the Royal Mystic Clan and is mated to the Alpha’s twin sons, who are next in line to be alpha. They were told that the official ceremony is going to be held after they graduate.” Nightstalker answers.

Scarlett said, and I heard a couple of scoffs and chuckles. "That leech can’t die, so all we are planning to do is some damage," I said. We weren’t confident whether we would succeed or not, but we had to try. "And as per my knowledge, her weakness is her daughter, Leora Black. She stays here." I pointed out the map of her mansion. "At this tower. I don’t know what the story is behind her birth or identity, but just like Rapunzel, she has spent all her life there. No one has ever seen her." "Let’s divide the work now," Vlad said.

Just then the red-head…Tanya, he was sure her name was, appeared. Lucas could sense the darkness in her. More so than the blond who had such shallow aspirations. He could tell from her thought processes that she was highly intelligent, eager, and determined. Although she was still maturing so the darkness hadn't emerged quite yet. As soon as she had a taste of power and money, she would change. It was something he had been witness to for centuries, and he had never been wrong. He directed his attention back to Elsa with her long glorious legs stretched out in front of her. Highly intelligent also, but absolutely no darkness is present anywhere in her beautiful soul. Pure as the sky is blue a

Unfortunately for her, I'd grown immune. Across from us, Ophelia smiled politely. “Oh, how do you two know each other?” Before I could answer, Tanya practically bounced forward. “Oh! I'm Nova's older sister, Tanya Pierce.” She offered her hand. “A pleasure to meet you.” “The pleasure is mine.” Ophelia shook her hand. “And congratulations on your pregnancy.” “Thank you.” Tanya rested a hand over her stomach again. “My fiancé and I have been trying for over a year. We were starting to think it might never happen, but thankfully the gods had other plans.”

Twyla slammed both of her hands onto the top of my desk, leaning her face close to mine. “It is nothing but a media stunt!” Twyla shouted, her breath smelling of sweet wine. “Silas Winslow is an old fool. She is the exact same pathetic, crying little slave who used to serve you hot tea in this house. She is absolutely nothing. I am your chosen mate, Torin. I am the one who is bringing the massive Vanguard army to your father’s front gates.”

she paused like she was waiting for a drumroll, “she and Gideon have been arranged.” The word hung there between us. Arranged. I took another sip. Set the cup down slowly. Pressed both palms flat on the table because my fingers were starting to twitch, and I didn’t want Gina to see that. “Okay,” I said. “Okay?” Gina stared at me like I’d grown a second head. “Tanya, I just told you the most powerful Alpha heir around here just got matched to some Southern Crescent princess, and all you’ve got is okay?”