Tara Knowles Soa Novels & Stories

… The next afternoon, Sylvia was carving wood in the yard when Tara arrived again. She was in a form-fitting dress, with a branded cashmere shawl draped around her, and high heels. As soon as she entered the residence, she walked over to Sylvia. “Sylvia Ross, are you still making wood carvings? Don’t you have anything better to do with your time? Odell gave me five million dollars last night so I went shopping. Many boutiques had displayed some new items. I saw so many limited edition handbags and accessories. Do you want to know what I bought?” Tara asked with a smile.

I guess it's not a new thing to say that she was looking extremely hot in the outfit. I couldn't help but hold her hands tight because they might want to make advances towards her. "Tara is here" I heard someone say, and everyone turned around to see her. My heart skipped a beat. Who invited her? How did she know I'd be here? I held Madison's hand tighter than before. It's high time I stand up for what I love, and who I want to be with. "Beautiful Tara... Xeus's daughter. Oh my God! She's putting on the most expensive attire" They chorused.

“You—what are you doing here?” The smile never left her lips. “Relax, I didn’t come here for war.” I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “Then what exactly do you want?” “My name is Tara. My mother… she’s the head witch of New York. Your Alpha almost killed her.” My stomach dropped. “Wait… what?” “Yes,” she said calmly. “But that’s not why I’m here. There are bigger things happening now.” She leaned closer. “The Owl is close, Kaima. Really close. We need to act fast.”

She turned to her friends. "Girl, you look dope!" It was Tara John. Short for Omotara John. The sexiest super bikini model and actress in the city. Tara was twenty two years old. More like the youngest among her group of friends but the one with the smartest tongue and biggest gut. Tara was fearless and the kind of model who loves to live her life as she deems fit without looking at snide comments from haters.

She fit in perfect with his intimidatingly striking appearance and carried the same vaguely dominating atmosphere. “A bit rude to interrupt someone in their private room, Bianca,” Soren replied, a hint of confusion and annoyance seeping into the mostly amused voice. Biance smiled, revealing a row of teeth like pearls, and declared, “Since you won’t introduce me to your lovely friend, I’ll just do it myself. Hello, my name is Bianca, I’m Soren’s fiancée, and you are?” “Uh,” I cleared my throat, “I’m Tara, this is my daughter Abby. Soren is, my daughter’s doctor?”

, she said seductively while biting her lips like she was alluring over his Greek God-like body. “I am not interested….”, Tara replied angrily as she put her palm on her head, she feels a headache because of the atmosphere, that only filled with noise and loud music, as the dark was spread felt her like throttle, she tried to leave but Neha holds her hand tightly, “Neha, Please…I want to go out for a while, I feel suffocation…”, Tara said to Neha, but the music is so loud that it can’t be heard clearly, “What..???... What are you saying..???.. Tara, I can’t get it…Just enjoy the performance of Rockstar…”, saying it, Neha holds Tara’s one arm and started to wave in the air, “I love you…Rockst

Once we were seated Tara walked in wearing a short red dress that showed off her cleavage and creamy thighs. She smirked and our eyes met. "Marcus dear meet my father Mr. Eden" she admitted proudly.

I know that makes me sound like a horrible daughter, but Avalara was always my escape from feeling so alone,’ she explained. I placed a kiss to her head. Her response tugged at me because it reminded me of how fucked up her life had been. No, she had not been tortured like her mother, but she was still alone and forced into seclusion. ‘It makes you sound human, not horrible. You’re not alone any longer,’ I promised her. ‘I know,’ she smiled and squeezed my hand. “1,000,000,” Tara said smugly as if nobody would bid higher. Good fucking luck.

She didn’t care about expiry dates beyond it was free. She’d waited and thought about what she’d say to get into the club. The hours ticked by, and she tried calling Eddie several times. No answer his number only rang. She felt so isolated and betrayed. How could he have done this? They were family, blood. He knew this was a bad path. Finally, at eight, Tara put on what little makeup she had, did her blonde hair up in a messy bun, and slipped into the outfit. She only knew how to put her hair into this style. Her mother hadn’t stayed around after her father’s death to teach her much more.

Zack says, “are sure you are alright?“ 'Tara asked, “I have stopped alcohol, and I will never go back to it because the doctor advised me to stay away from alcohol,” Zack says, “and I have never tasted any drinks apart from water since morning, believe me, or leave it, 'Tara am beginning to fall in love with you,” Zack says, “Are you sure?“ she asked, “and what of If Sarah came back, what will be my faith?“ 'Tara asked, “I can't deny her, because what I have Is more than enough for both of you,” he says, “I have not started spending my hard earn money,” Zack says,