Taye Diggs Novels & Stories

i need this. @wanna-make-cam-my-fam OHMYGOD GUYS – SOMEONE CROPPED HER PICTURE FROM THE CLEAREST SHOT THEY COULD FIND AND AFTER A GOOGLE REVERSE IMAGE SEARCH ENGINE, THEY FOUND OUT WHO SHE IS!!! she is Shayla Sengupta(!!!!!!) @taylorscissiorsiykwim OMFG, OMFG, wait is she the daughter of THE Abhijeet Sengupta??? @taylorfixme

"This is your lead detail from Aegis Prime. Taye Eilish." I stepped closer, tilting my head back to meet his gaze. I was 5'11, but he made me feel tiny. I leaned in, letting a bit of my stage charisma leak out, giving him a slow, lazy smirk. "Taye," I purred, testing the weight of his name. "You look awfully serious. Do you ever smile, or is that against the company policy?" Taye didn't blink. His expression remained as flat and cold as a stone wall. He checked his watch, then looked back at me with a chilling lack of interest.

He smirked, "duh! I've got unbeatable looks, fuck him." Sarah glared at him, throwing a side pillow to his face, "cocky narcissist." Baby tyga was the alias name of her favourite teen celebrity actor. His actual name was Desmond. After starring a leading role in the Eye of a Phoenix movie, a movie which made him really famous in the movie industry. "I've been streaming the Stars and Sores movie April featured in. It's dope. It feels like she's been acting all her life." she gushed.

he says as he pulls me by my waist, and lifts my chin with his index, placing a soft kiss on my lips. His touch always causes sparks on my skin, making a blush creep up on my cheeks as I look into his eyes. I can't help but smile. "Tyler Slate...my favorite Primord of all time." gosh, even her voice is beautiful. I can hear a growl in my head while I try to keep myself composed. He turns towards her voice, undoing our hug and stepping forward towards her, "Hope... My Goddess, look at you? You look just as beautiful as ever. How are you?" he says as he engulfs her in a hug. The gesture fills me with both anger and resentment for some reason.

he says and leaves Callum ? He fucking remembers my name. " Wow " I yell and look back at my friends. Savvy had this knowing look on her face. Tasha was giving me a smirk and Jay was grinning so wide his lips would fall off. I stand up from my chair and I do a little happy dance right there,I know weird but you need to get used to it. I, Callum Dove will do alot of weird things from now on.

At a party hosted at our house, my husband sang a soul-stirring rendition of “Missing You Tonight". He poured his heart into it, his eyes misty and his voice raspy with emotion. I secretly recorded a video and posted it online. To my surprise, the video blew up. Hundreds of thousands of likes poured in, with the comment section overflowing with sympathy. Laughing, I handed my phone to my husband. “Jacob, you went viral.” The top-voted comment read: [Girl, I’m not one to stir up drama, but your husband looks like he’s nursing a broken heart.] I thought he’d just laugh it off with a half-hearted smile. Instead, he took the phone and looked me straight in the eye with dead seriousness. “Yo

Eds protested. "I beg to differ," Taron clicked his tongue. "Dagger saw you looking all sweet last week for the rich guy. I should have known that bastard looked familiar." "What are you talking about?" She inquired. "Mr Tai chi is the billionaire who got dumped by his actress girlfriend two weeks ago. He was the one Dagger saw you with last week." Taron explained. "You got yourself a great catch, sweetheart." "I was doing a job." Eds informed him. "Nothing more."

It always tasted a bit too rich for my liking. But thinking about the baby growing inside me, I started eating it slowly. As I sat on the couch to rest, I looked over at Arya. "Where's Digby? I haven't seen him around." "He stepped out to handle some work stuff," Arya explained with a smile. "GrandVista has a branch here in LA. He's using this trip to catch up with some old friends and touch base on some business." "Oh, that makes sense. Sounds good," I said, feeling a bit relieved.

I'd been so sure of myself, and here when the rubber met the road I couldn't do it. I washed my face and flushed the toilet, even though I hadn't used it. I put on my blue silk pajamas, and looked long and hard at myself in the mirror before walking back out into my room. "Okay, so who is this guy?" "Well, I told you, lifeguard." "I never pegged you for muscle bound jock types. You like 'em sensitive." "Taylor's also an artist. Studied at Pepperdine." "How old?" "Mid twenties. Short, bleach blonde hair, incredible legs and shoulders, ridiculous blue-grey eyes. You want more?"

So, he ordered followers to get delivered here when he couldn't come. “I brought someone with me today,” Tay says, and turns to look at me. He is doing everything he can not to cry. They must have shared a special bond since they were twins. I know some believe that dead people can hear them, but I think it's just superstition. I have nothing against people who believe in ancestors and those cultural beliefs but sometimes I think it's kind of crazy. “Baby girl, I want you to meet my wife, Olivia Ferguson Payne, your favorite author sweetheart,” Tay says with a smile dancing on his lips. I watch as he talks to the tombstone like it’s his sister in front of him.