Tessa Afshar Books Novels & Stories

When I turned back again, I thought I caught a glimpse of a black coat out of the corner of my eye. Well, who cared? What did that have to do with me? … The second time I ran into Cole after coming back to the country was at a cafe. My fiance, Timothy Greer, sat across from me. The Greer and Cavendish families had been close for generations. This engagement between him and me had been set the moment I was born. But with less than a year to live, I had no intention of getting engaged to him and wasting his time. So, this meeting at the cafe was for me to set things straight.

And Goddess… Those eyes. Crystal blue. Wide and magnetically beautiful. “You can talk to us,” Asher offered gently. Tessa hesitated before speaking quietly. “I-I want to, but… I just don't want any trouble.” “But you're not trouble, neither are you causing one!” Hayes said immediately, crouching lower too. Her eyes flickered with disbelief. As if she had heard something like this, believed something like this, but ended up turning around to bite her. “Fine, if… if you say—”

“It should have.” He hesitated. “Because of last night?” She shook her head. “No. Because of what came after.” He swallowed. “What did come after?” Althea lifted her gaze to him. And Luca Ashford—careless heir, charming threat, untouchable prince—felt something inside him surrender. Her eyes weren’t just scared. They were grieving. “I woke something, Luca,” she said quietly. “Something old.” He didn’t move. “And when it looked at me,” she whispered, “I looked back.”

"An, do you want Akira to be safe?" "Yes I want!" "Do you also want them all to be safe and at peace?" "Yes, of course. What should I do?" Aresha takes something from inside her clothes, it is a book by my novel. I smiled and was confused. "What should I do? Isn't that my novel? ”

I breathed, quickly going silent when I placed a hand on either side of his face. How one person could fill another so completely, I’d never understand. Every single facet of me, every flaw and strength, Asher had access to. Loving another person like this was terrifying in and of itself, but it was a risk I couldn’t imagine not taking. “Well, we’re somewhat safe. I take it you’ve seen the newest edition to our prison.” Asher grumbled. His eyes were swirling with flecks of gold when they slid to where Tessa sat in the grass, so tightly bound she couldn’t move a muscle. I wasn’t sure who put the gag in her mouth, but I appreciated the added precaution.

Chapter 5 Jason lay in bed rehashing his day with Tessa. He thought to himself; What is it about this girl? I can’t stop thinking about her. She isn’t ready for a relationship, she’s not someone to just fool around with. She works for me, I need to be careful with my emotions, it would be wrong to make an advance towards her and I don’t want to lose her at the firm. I don’t know why I feel protective of her? Why I’m longing to be with her, even if it’s not in a physical relationship. But oh...I can’t stop myself from fantasizing about what it would be like.

“Nah. It’s her day off. She’ll probably come in anyway though.” Dr. Rachel Miller was a gifted surgeon who used to volunteer with Doctors Without Borders. Her selfless and giving nature was what led her to be at the wrong place at the wrong time while helping out at an Ethiopian refugee camp. A jihadist terrorist group exploded a magical bomb in the center of the camp, killing hundreds. Rachel was the only one to survive, awakening with the extraordinary ability to heal any diseases and injury. She headed up the Medical Division within the AHDF now and had actually been the one in charge of their care when they first arrived.

Pleased with her reaction, Asher walked away and climbed the stairs, leaving Miranda as nothing more than a shaking creature on the wall. Asher exited the attic with a smile on his face. There was something about teasing Miranda and playing on her fear of him that brought him joy. Asher entered his bedroom with a glee in his chest. He now had a new toy. Miranda was afraid of him. Asher saw this as good, because he wanted to make her pay for reading him so easily earlier. Asher plopped his spine on his bed and placed an arm on his forehead. He shut his eyelids for a second, and the picture of Miranda's lips flashed before his black vision.