Novel & Cerita Taryn Terrell Tna

Before Eve could take a single step, Terry released her hand and strode straight toward the stage. The sheer physical momentum of the six-foot-three enforcer moving through the crowd was electric. The room parted instantly before his broad shoulders. Terry didn't wait for Vance’s permission, nor did he ask for an introduction. He mounted the three wooden steps of the stage with heavy, purposeful strides, his dark grey eyes locked onto Darren with an intensity that could freeze blood. Darren’s smirk faltered. He instinctively took a half-step back from the podium as Terry reached the top. Without a word, Terry reached out, his massive, calloused hand flatly cutting off Darren’s microphone sta

a sharp, mocking voice sliced through the murmurs. The crowd parted instantly. A tall, heavily muscled female warrior stepped into my path, completely cutting off my route. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight braid, and her golden eyes burned with pure, unadulterated arrogance. "And who exactly are you supposed to be?" I asked, refusing to back down an inch. "Tanya," she said, leaning down slightly to look me dead in the eye, her breath hot against my face. "A real warrior of the Shadowpelt pack. A hunter. Not a broken, useless human who got dumped by her lover within a twinkle of an eye."

“And just let me know tomorrow.” ~KAHLAN AND THE CASTLES~ I walked into the hotel room, eager to see Terry, who was unpacking his suitcase. He stood shirtless and in jeans, showing off a well kept body. His dark shaggy hair was wet, and I could tell he had just finished cleaning himself up. “Terry Berry!” I yelled with a squeak in my voice. He quickly turned around. “Kay Jewelers!” he shouted back as he let me run into his arms. “Look at you. You look amazing!”