Tattle Tongue Novels & Stories

He was looking straight at me, the authenticity of what he was saying becoming more clear than anything. “What initials?” I still just had to ask even if I already had an idea what it was. “T.T.D.” He said it without so much stress, knowing fully well that I obviously knew what it was. I didn’t hold back, I laughed. Smirking and then smiling because I wanted to. Pretty smart of them to use that. “They have such guts to try this and think they can go Scot free, boss.” He spitted out of silent fury. You could clearly hear the disgust and anger in his voice.

Precious frowned, her dark brows touching right above the bridge of her nose as her face scrunched up. Bram spoke up, “it’s what my mom and dad used to tell us. Tattling is when you want to get someone else in trouble for things which aren’t serious or if nobody is in danger. Like, if you were in class and one of the kids is making faces at the teacher and she doesn’t see him. It makes the other kids laugh but nobody is getting hurt and it’s not really an important problem which might be dangerous.” He took a breath, “but if the same kid in the class is telling another kid he’s going to beat him up after school and you know the other kid is going to get hurt, then it would be important to ta

“You must not say it until your mind is prepared! That language rewrites the soul if spoken prematurely.” Sarai trembled, the glowing symbols reflecting in her teary eyes. “I—I wasn’t going to,” she whispered. Aunt Dee held her face between her palms. “You’re strong. Stronger than any human who’s ever stepped foot in this realm. But strength won’t protect you from what that tongue can do.” She lowered her voice. “You will learn the basics. Carefully. One sound at a time. The First Tongue is what your baby used to protect you against the traitor. The shield it cast? No demon alive could have produced that.”

Tolu explained, “Are you sure it will work out in that way?“ Zack asked, “try that one, If he didn't work, I will teach you another tougher level that she can't resist,” Tolu says, “Okay, I will give you feedback tomorrow, because 'Tara is very stubborn,” Zack says, and they were still gisting when Tolu saw the alert of five thousand dollars, and he was still checking his phone when 'Tara called, “hello 'Tara” Tolu responded, “how are you?“ he asked, “am fine” 'Tara retorted, “can I talk to Zack?“ she asked,

“So, where are you headed again?” Tally’s voice crackled through the car’s Bluetooth, sharp and clear, filling the quiet interior. Nita glanced at her rearview mirror for what felt like the hundredth time, her stomach twisting as she braced herself to lie. She *hated* lying, especially to Tally. Deception always left her feeling queasy, like she’d swallowed acid. She was a terrible liar anyway—her face gave her away every time. Lies only led to trouble, and she’d learned that the hard way.

He just straightened and turned his back, ready to enter his office. But before that, he still managed to throw a glance at the other lady inside the room. His eyes were piercing and cold. The lady gulped out of nervousness as she tightened her grasp around her child. “Leave.” One word. One word but it made the lady march out of Tiffany’s office as soon as the CEO turned his back. Tiffany followed her with her eyes before releasing a heavy sigh, remembering all her struggles as she dealt with these situations before. She was never able to make them leave with just one word. She always had to call the security. But with the CEO, one word was enough.

“What does your tongue mean when you say we do nothing? This media strike systematically undermines the entire elite sports brand my line has labored for multiple moon cycles to construct. Zero packs will tune their terminals to our hockey broadcast.” “Every single wolf in the territory will tune their terminals to the network,” he insists, his voice unyielding. “Negative. They will tune in for the absolute wrong carnal reasons.” “Perhaps across the initial cycles,” Kael concedes, his pupils locking onto mine. “But my throne would have never appended my signature to your contract if my animal lacked the absolute certainty that your talent would completely dominate the territory the exact mic

"That means yes." Vance stepped backward from the podium. It was subtle. Human instinct leaking through Tail possession. The Tail had been smug when discussing ownership, debt, collateral, and firewall collapse. But the name had frightened it. That mattered. Jack turned toward him. "You know it too." Vance's mouth opened. The Tail closed it. Black ink crawled up his throat like a hand. DO NOT SPEAK THE HUNGER'S FIRST CLAIM. Haley's voice came from Nightingale. "I vote we definitely speak it."

"Do the full moon make you horny Cleo?" FUCK! Gabrielle was the only one who didn't know about werewolves. Every time I tried telling her we'd end up doing other things. "Cupcake, it's just a figure of speech," I pinched her cheeks. "T.T, you know I love you, but I doubt you know what the fuck a figure of speech is!" She stated. 'T.T, I love it when our mate calls us that,' Jinx cooed. My dick came alive when she called me that. Mr. Tornado Tongue. T.T for short.

"I don't know his name." "You don't know his name." He laughs. It is not a pleasant sound. "You let some stranger put a claiming bite on you, and you don't even know his name. Do you have any idea what you've done?" I shake my head. I do not trust my voice anymore.