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."

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"

That was two years ago and though settling down didn't happen as I hoped, I have an amazing daughter that means the world to me right now. Taylor who seems to be afar off with her thoughts begins to pull out her phone from her purse and after tapping on it a few times places it to her ear. "Hello, Mycole." "Who's this?" says a rather friendly feminine voice from the other end of the line. The voice is low but I can still hear it and so can Reign. Taylor frowns, but replies. "It's Taylor. Mycole's friend. Can I talk to him?" "He's in the shower." the polite woman replies and Taylor blows out air from her mouth a habit she does when she gets impatient or annoyed, but now I cannot tell which of

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

She learned that he had been sad about losing his father, and really missed him, but Ray had stepped up and became the father figure he needed. Leah enjoyed talking to Carter. He was a sweet pup. When the song ended, she was a bit sad, and was about to request another dance from him, when a tall dark haired man approach and requested a dance from her. She had a suspicion that he was related to Ray as well, and when they began dancing he confirmed it. “I’m Dallas. I’m Ray’s cousin and one of his pack betas.”

He must have headed out to wherever he is going. Taylor puts on some music and we listen to her playlist which is a whole mash of country, Swift and some other artists. It’s pretty upbeat. As I pull onto the highway she is singing to her favorite song and I am tapping my fingers on the steering wheel. It feels good to feel this way, happy for a change. Momma is coming home and hopefully everything will feel normal. “Are you ready?” I say as we head into the rehab center. Taylor nods and runs her hands down her dress.

Charlie objected. “I’m just trying to -” “He is not even my type,” Charlie interrupted, laughing. “He’s like seven years older than me, I think.” “Phew! Old man!” Taylor said, his voice loud and clear. Charlie cracked up again. “Stop it.” They were already on the first floor of the building when Charlie cupped his face. She declared, “I love only you.” “Oh, Babe.” Taylor's shoulders fell as he embraced her. “I badly needed that confirmation. I’m Taylor West. I’m confident and know my strength, but I gotta admit, when I saw Graham Wright's photo, I thought his beauty could turn men into gay.”

Jason Davis and Flora were standing next to Taylor. Jason was the singer for the theme song of this drama, so he was invited as well. As soon as they met each other, Taylor"s face darkened. She said unhurriedly, "Kristen, something happened on the Rocky Mountain that night, you did that, didn"t you?" When Taylor woke up in the hospital that day, the doctor had also examined her. Nothing had happened, but the photos were uploaded online, and rumors were circulating. Everyone felt that she had been tarnished.