Tatyana Ali Young Novels & Stories

In this moment I felt truly terrified because I was outnumbered and out muscled. “So, this is the Great Crowned Princess Alliah. Look at the way you cower. I can’t believe they let someone like you train to be a Knight. You are so weak it’s pathetic. Your father must be so disappointed to have you as his daughter. Why don’t you just drop out already and go home.” The voice was dark and sinister. It made my skin crawl just listening to him speak. My heart pounded heavily in my ears as I felt two hands wrap around my wrists. I cried out as the nails bit into my flesh and ripped my arms above my head forcefully. A hand wrapped around my throat and I was forced to look into my assailant. Uriah W

It doesn’t help that they don’t even make sense to myself. “I can see that you’re lying to me,” she says, her voice raising slightly. Cal tenses, knowing she might make a move at any second. I can feel the one opportunity slipping out of my fingers already. “Tayten, listen, we are here to help you. If you tell us who T really is, and why he is here, then we can get him back to you. Alpha Faye is not in a relationship with T, because she is…with me. Please, any information on him would help,” Cal says softly, trying to prompt information out of her, without coming off too suspicious.

I whined to her, she smiled and kissed my forehead " Waliykum Asalaam honey. Don't worry you can sleep later on" Hayat said and went back to her cooking. "Where's Zyana I didn't see her " oh sorry I forget to tell you about Zyana she is younger than me she is 18. A fresh graduate, she is planning to do major in Education. She loves to teach kids and wants to be a teacher like my mom. " She is doing yoga as usual; you should also join her Anam, it's good for you "she always gives me some advice. Hayat got her plate and sat beside me.

“ Your daughter ? Ayla ? “ said madam Dana a bit confused . “ Yes ? “ said Nikole a bit confused . “ Oh , no…..nothing ! I just thought that…..it was quite surprising since Ayla looks very young . She told me she wasn’t born rich and now I see this house . It surprised me knowing she bought it on her own . How old is Ayla ? “ asked madam Dana . “ Aha……I understand . Indeed it is hard to believe but we were poor . My daughter became successful thanks to her hard work and now she owns a fashion company besides being a doctor . She is currently 26 . “ said Nikole . “ 26 ? “ said madam Dana shocked . “ Yes , 26 ! What’s wrong ? “ asked Nikole . “ It’s very surprising that she is so young yet has

Sometimes I wanted those emotions. “Let’s remember to call me Lila, not Layla. Okay?” I ignored Theodore, and looked at Jamira. “Yes, you highness.” She nodded her head, letting me know she understood. “Did yall get everything?” I asked, looking at the carriage behind them. I walked up to Alsie. “Such a good girl you are! Always taking care of us.” I rubbed her mane. I did not know her age when I got her, but it has been 24 years. She has not aged like me. She looked tired, and in need of a good time like me too.

She was marveled at the beautiful sight, Ali always said his hometown was beautiful but she had no idea it was this beautiful. "My lady, shall we prepare your bath now and what scent would you like us to add? Lavender, strawberry, baqarat or do you have any special ones you like?" Aliyah asked and Tequila shook her head. She didn't want to put them through any stress. Back in her apartment, she barely used any scents other than her bathing bar. She undressed and the girls turned their back to give her privacy. She walked into the bathroom with them trailing behind her.

One step, two step, three-- “Ouch!” Something really hard hit her on the head. “Sorry.” A soft voice said. Ellaine straightened up to meet two chinky, brown eyes looking closely at her. She inched away and saw a young pretty face in front of her. “Have you seen a red pouch?” The woman, who seemed to be in her mid-twenties, asked without taking her eyes off Ellaine. Ellaine felt awkward at the woman’s unwavering stare. She looked as though she’s some kind of specimen under observation. To avoid further eye contact, Ellaine looked down and surprisingly found the red pouch at her feet.

I am an omega. My name is Zhane Bradshaw, and I am one of the rare breed of werewolves, male omega as they called us and werewolves like us were forced to hide, finding different methods to blend in the crowd in order to survive this brutal world. Unfortunately, I barely even got the chance before I was sold to a merciless alpha by my own big brother in exchange for luxury.

the cheers became louder when she held the pole and began to strip. *ALIYAH* My heart was beating very fast as I heard the murmurings of the men behind the curtain where I was standing that separated me from them. My name is Aliyah White,I was abducted by a human trafficking syndicate when I was 5 years old.they trained young girls on how to satisfy men with their body and when they were up to age,they would showcase us to the sex starved men who would pay a huge amount of money to have us for the night.

Elena said with a relieved smile. Aliyah stepped inside a narrow hallway lit by a single bare bulb. The scent of boiled cabbage and old carpet filled her nose. Elena led her to a small room with a twin bed, a rickety dresser, and a single window looking out onto a brick alley. “It’s not much,” Elena apologized, “but it’s safe.” Aliyah sank onto the bed, exhaustion and relief mingling in her limbs. “I’m free,” she whispered. Elena perched on the dresser. “You are now Marina. Remember: no mention of Perez. No mention of Aliyah Haven. You’re a community college student from Marin.”