Tara Carpenter Movies Novels & Stories

Hunter follows behind her with the expression of a man who’s smug, exhausted, and already accepting his fate. “Oh my goddess,” Tara gushes, grabbing my arm. “I officially have zero interest in combat training anymore.” I blink at her. “Excuse me?” “I’m serious,” she says dramatically. “Retired. Done. I would now like to dedicate my life to horizontal athletics.” Hunter coughs violently into his fist. I snort before I can stop myself. “Of course you would.” Tara beams. “Honestly, why would I waste time sparring when I could just admire Hunter’s ass full-time?”

I would be happy if it would continue like this for days or months. "Terrible weather," she commented. "Rain, rain, go away, come again another day," she recites in a monotonous voice. It was obvious she's bored. "We could watch a movie," I offered again. I was cheating because I saw it in her 'To Do List'. I was imagining of my dark and cold theater room while we watch horror films. "Really?" beamed Tara that surprised me. "Do you have Coco? I really hope you have it," she was as excited as a little child.

Tara turned and snapped, “Don’t tell me to calm down. Have you any idea what I’ve been through today? Having to watch that bitch being praised by not only Mr. Tachibana, but the Princeton brothers, too.” Ray looked heavenward. “The Princeton brothers again,” he muttered under his breath. “Shut it,” she said darkly. “It’s none of your business.” Ray did shut it as they headed toward the back of the restaurant. There, they met up with Mrs. Clark, or rather, Tara’s biological mother, Mrs. Byrd, who had supposedly died in the fire that burned down Queen Mary Orphanage on St. Joseph Island some eighteen years ago. Tara came to sit down beside her mother, a dark expression on her face.

Tara p.o.v My name is Tara Stewart , am sixteen years old. I live with my mum, step dad and my stepsister janet who I aslo call jane for short form. Before my mom met my step dad I had my dad who was a soldier he died when he was at war . And my mom was in depression and it was worrying me alot. I didn't know how to help her. I don't know what was wrong or I was curious but it feels like a miracle just happened.