Tara Walking Dead Girlfriend Novels & Stories

My driver’s girlfriend glared at me from the front passenger seat and snapped, “Can't you read? You’re always mooching rides off my boyfriend. Have you no shame? If you can’t afford a ride, just stay home. People like you are the worst!” I looked at my driver, Jason, completely baffled. He hurried over to me and lowered his voice to explain, “Miss Silva, my girlfriend doesn’t know I’m a driver. She’s pretty possessive. She only put up that note because she loves me.

Zara was grateful for this unexpected reunion and looked forward to the adventures that college would bring, knowing that she had someone like Jason by her side. Zara's conversation with Alex was abruptly interrupted when Vincent, her assigned hewolf, walked into them. Vincent was a loyal and protective member of her werewolf pack, tasked with keeping an eye on her and ensuring her safety during her time at college. Vincent's eyes narrowed as he saw Zara engaged in conversation with Jason, a mix of concern and possessiveness flickering across his face. He was well aware of Zara's past feelings for Jason and the history they shared. His instincts as a werewolf heightened his protective nature

“I am serious here, Lester. I have a boyfriend.” “No, Tara. You have a boyfriend but you are slowly losing the connection you have with him. You are slowly losing the tie between you and your boyfriend. You are just saying that you have a boyfriend to stop someone from getting inside your heart, Tara.” I froze on my spot. I was stunned by his words. “H-how could y-you say that? You don’t know me and you don’t know how I feel for him.” “Tara, observing people who are drowning is my thing. And I am here to save you,” he leaned on me to whisper that. His breath sent a shiver to my spine but I pull myself away from him. He is creeping me out.

She was my hero. “Pussy,” Jax felt the need to comment. I ignored him, too excited to text with Tara. Tara: Thanks… …should I reply to that? What does someone say? You’re welcome? Glad we are friends? Talk to you tomorrow? But I don’t want to stop talking to her. Me: Tara I’ve loved you since the day I met you. I always have. Please break up with that jerk and be my girlfriend!

I expected Tara to get mad, but she simply laughed. “Even if that someone is his daughter?” My spine stiffened, my mind returning to the story Sean told us about the Gyehna's pregnant daughter, whose boyfriend was one of the Conor bikers I shot that night I got the bullet wound. I turned to Tara now, “Why would she want to help us when I killed her man?” “She was one of our girls.” “What?” Tara nodded. “She was one of the Velaro girls, and it beats me why I didn’t remember her. She walked into my office on her own this morning.”

"I love you Kaylee. Thank you for everything. You were the greatest best friend a girl could ever ask for. We had some good times, didn't we? I will never forget you. Until we meet again sweet girl..." Cara leaned down and kissed the lid of the coffin then stood straight, turning to walk back across the room. She paused briefly and smiled sadly at Kaylee's poor parents. They were so broken. She wished she could try to console them. But since no one in the room had acknowledged her, she was positive they couldn't see her. Either she was a ghost or maybe it was another memory she was being shown. Like before when Tara had shown her the events of that day leading up to the wreck. She still wasn

“You think we’re going to get together, then? Like, as a couple?” “I’m just saying it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world,” Tara says, holding up her hands. “Wait, so you admit that he’s hot?” “When have I ever denied that he’s hot?” Addison says, rolling her eyes. “Oh, I’ve totally got this in the bag,” Tara says, smiling happily to herself and pulling out her phone. “I’m going to text Devin right now and tell him my new safe word so that he can plan ahead.” “Goodbye, Tara,” Addison says dully, opening the door and wheeling his suitcase through. “You are the light of my life, but you deeply exhaust me.”

She was tall for a female, her hands gripping her wide hips. “What’s wrong with you, Tara?” Avery asked, setting her fork down and tilting her head to the side. I recognized the girl, but only from passing. I didn’t know a thing about her. She kind of fell in the background during gatherings. Tara glanced at me briefly, and I recognized the look instantly. She wasn’t a fan of mine. No big surprise there. She could join the Club of Wolfless Omega Haters. “I can’t believe I’m sharing a table with a murderer!” Tara said, shifting her gaze back to me.

“It’s not worth the risk.” “Hey.” Tara reaches out and pulls me to a gentle stop, deep brown eyes meeting mine. She shakes her head. “I don’t know this woman nor your relationship with her,” she admits. “But I do know that it’s toxic and probably abusive.” She must notice the tears in my eyes because she draws me in for a hug. For a second I resist, but then I let it happen. It’s been a long time since anyone has hugged me like that. “Fuck Sadie,” Tara continues, holding me out at arm’s length as she squeezes my arms. “You’re free of her now, I promise. It’s time to stand up and live your life, girl. Do you understand?” “But I—”

"And why wouldn't I? You've torn my life apart. Even as a ghost, I wouldn't let either of you escape." With that, she turned to face the audience. Her voice rang out, stopping Jack just as he tried to flee. "Everyone, check this out! Tara has been having an affair with Jack. All her kids are actually his! These two shameless monsters drained me of my money and even infected me with an STD!" Her words hit the room like an explosion. The crowd's gaze fell on Tara and Jack, filled with disbelief, shock, and utter bewilderment. Some couldn't wait to watch the chaos play out.