Taylor West Novels & Stories

“You’re not. Things will get better, I promise.” “That’s what you told me last week too,” Liam replied, his voice laced with bitterness. “But look what happened.” Taylor sighed, her eyes softening as she regarded him. She was an astrologer, a rare trait among werewolves, with the ability to glimpse the past, present, and future by studying the stars and the positions of celestial bodies. How she did it was a mystery to everyone, but she had made accurate predictions before, even if some had turned out to be wrong.

I'm sure I like him but let's just wait and see where this will take us. I just can't believe that I, Carmela Thompson is dating Cyrus Steele!

"Good job on the chocolate by the way. She loved it. You should've seen her face when they delivered all of it." She offers me a side hug and I accept smiling, "I'm Liam and I wish I could've seen her face." I say sadly. "She hasn't called me back, but I'm glad that she loved it." Taylor studies me still grinning. "I'm crazy about your wife. She is super talented. I can see why you're trying so hard to win her back. It's not very often that you find a triple threat. You know model, actress, and singer. She's amazing."

Thats all about Savannah. Natasha who will kill anyone who calls her by her full name or Nat. She prefers just Tasha. She isn't from here like I and Savannah. I think from Australia or so. She moved here after her dad divorced her mum so she lives with her dad here in Georgia. Her house is only few houses from mine. Tasha is also 5 feet 9 like Savannah. But she doesn't have the body of a model. She isn't fat or chubby but just normal but with curves in the right places and sexy too with her black curly waves and her deep brown eyes. The girls at our high school could kill for the type of natural curly waves she has. You know like the type you pay a thousand bucks or more to get done at a sal

There was no way for them to associate this girl with Taylor, who had always been lively and cheerful. However, Hannah remembered this look in her eyes. In the video on her phone, Taylor, who stood on the edge of the building, said goodbye to Hannah. This was the exact look in her eyes before she ended her life. In this life, everything would be different. Taylor approached Hannah cautiously and took ahold of her hand. She realized Hannah seemed a bit off. "Hannah, what's wrong? Is it because this photo didn't look good?" "Well, it does seem quite ugly," Taylor muttered, as she scratched her face, "But Mr. Westwood said this looked best for the character. I also think this suits the characte

Seeing the look on Taliah’s face I look down, “is he married or something.” Shaking her head no Taliah took a deep breath, “he is like one of the top drug lords of New York Taylor...like in fact, he is one of the top drug runners in the US. Like he is deep in the mafia. Every time the cops arrest him the witness ends up missing or dead, evidence gets destroyed. Taylor, he isn’t a good guy.”

“Care to guess how long you’ve used me as your handmaid?” “By the way, I get caught up in my own bullshit and I’m sorry. I’ve been a horrible friend.” I hugged him while clutching the front of my dress with one hand. “How have you been holding up?” Taylor, his on again, off again girlfriend, recently found her mate. She had been staying with her mother in a different state when it happened. “It’s whatever. Thanks though."

Grace kept talking about getting what to eat instead but stop noticing Tory was already sleeping. Tory slept for hours before waking up,she felt her head ache as she stood up but didn't care, she kept on looking at her phone which had Brenden's picture as her wallpaper, she kept on gazing at the picture asking herself what was so special about this guy that makes it hard to forget about him. "Will you come, so we can get something to eat or do you still want to keep looking at Brenden's picture as if he will suddenly pop out of it"

There was nothing I hated more than hearing him say such thing especially when he was partially right about some of it. “Oscala she is my wife. She is married to me. You touched my woman and except me to give you a pat on the back. To kiss and make up? You should be grateful they I’m treating you like this.”. He sighed. “You can hate me, quite alright but you can’t distrust Taylor. That’s my real problem with you right now. Anyways.” He stood up, going to the plants by his window. “What does Taylor want?” “She wants to search her mother’s memories and find them moment she raised the witch so she can know what her mother did. Perhaps then she can know what to ask when she gets to your village

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.