Tashi Rodriguez Novels & Stories

Creed explains hopping down the stairs “ Creed one more smart ass remark and you’ll be joining him” “ okay okay” he surrendered We walk over to the cell that has lights on. The rogue is a girl. She looks no older than 15, she has blood stains on her jeans and a few scratches on her arms. Her hair is short and blonde, with bright blue eyes. She looks more terrified than the usually rogue I come across. Walking into the room she shoots her eyes up to me and they widen with fear. She mumbles something in a different language “ Can you speak english?” i asked

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.

"Investigate further who did this. I won't stay silent, as it's already a threat to lives. What about Tasha, any results?" Tommy nodded and took out his phone, sending his investigation results to Bhuvi. "Tasha Aldemara, currently studying psychology at a state university. Worked at Glow and Sun company for 2 years and left due to harassment from her new boss. After that, she worked as a daytime waitress at a restaurant and at a convenience store at night. Her mother is suffering from stage 4 breast cancer and needs a lot of funds for treatment. According to her track record, Tasha has no social media accounts except Hastagram, and she rarely is active there, probably due to her work and stu

’ Marianne stood up, ‘That’s the idea’ Tash had turned the corner, she went for walks, ate healthy, and after another week began to go out riding again, the nightmares stopped altogether and she put on a little weight. Her hair began to shine, her skin tanned a golden brown in the warm Mexican sunshine and her eyes sparkled, the real Tash was coming back. The only cloud on her horizon was Romero did not come to see her as he promised, a problem had occurred that he had to attend to he explained but he would come as soon as he could. The weeks turned to months and Tash began to feel abandoned, she had started working out in the gym and hired a personal trainer to teach her how to defend herse

Denver looked at her, confused, “What?” “We let them do this to us Denver, Tasha and Victoria. Tasha is a witch Denver just as much as Vladimir is and Victoria in her obsession for you has made her use spells to drive us apart.”

she added as if marking her territory. “I'm not surprised that you think of yourselves more highly than us as you've refused to bother with your surname,” Tasha seemed to always have something to say. “I'm Tasha Triander and I'm twenty-five,” she introduced dryly. “You seem to have a problem with me,” I hadn't intended to confront her but she was getting on my nerves. “Yes, I do. I have a problem with the likes of you,” she stood in front of me, not breaking eye contact even once as if to tell me she wasn't afraid of me.

I listened to them bicker. That girl had definitely wrapped them around her little finger, and that was with me ordering them to watch her like a hawk. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Stephanie’s predatory stare over my shoulder. I already knew why the girl had turned red. “Alpha, we got in. We know the schedule for when the King is visiting the mine with the investors...” she finally said, staring at the tablet without lifting her eyes. “There’s only one investor that matters. Our real target... is Leandro Vasiliev.”

When new pictures and videos are uploaded. I click on them, and the first is a single photo of her. Standing in a white bikini that barely covers her ample breast. The tattoos cover her entire torso, full legs, and arm sleeves. She is standing holding a drink in the air. I smile at her smile. I swipe again and come to a group picture with a hashtag The Boss Bitch Is Ready To Take Over LA.

I think her name was Mary. I stood up abruptly, clenched my fists, and said with anger in my voice: - Mary? Did those motherfuckers kill Mary? They made me believe for twelve years that rogues killed her. The man puts his hand on his face and lets the tears fall. - I was friends with her parents, and when she saw me, she tried to help me. She knew the true alpha was me; as a warrior, she knew I was the one she owed her allegiance to. But my men were not prepared, and we were cruelly defeated. Now I'm better prepared, and my men are well trained. This time, I'll win and be the fair alpha the pack deserves.

This is just a challenge, I can get through this. I can get through Mister Kiel Alexandro Ramirez.