Tessa Afshar Novels & Stories

It’s Emily /Amara . My phone vibrates against the table, its glow lighting the shadows. For a second, I do not move. Fear coils in my stomach, heavy and hot. Then I force my hand forward, swiping the screen. PI REPORT: Confirmed. Amara Holt is Emily Jack. The words blur. I blink, once, twice, gripping the phone as though it might slip from my hand. A breath escapes my lips , jagged, trembling and suddenly the room feels colder than ice.

When the final clap of thunder reached her ears, Tessa opened her eyes and remembered she was far from the warm bed she shared with Rafik in England. She slid her hand across the cool sheets beside her and realized he hadn’t been there for some time. As the crisp, thin mountain air hit her, she took a deep breath of it, then pushed herself from the bed and stretched her arms over her head as a gentle moan fell from her mouth. She pulled on a new black dress with silver buttons down the front as an aching sadness started to well up in her throat. A master of denial, she could lie her way out of any situation and had hustled thousands of dollars from manipulating people with her deception.

Trent's face paled, and he stammered, "Yeah, Miss Thelia. I put the entire content of the vial in Asher's drink, just as you told me to." Thelia's lips curled into a snarl, and she released him with a huff of frustration. She turned on her heel, her mind racing. Where could Asher be? The aphrodisiac should have taken effect by now. The mere thought of him being with someone else made her blood boil with jealousy and rage.

She had to stop him from learning what she was now certain was true. Mia Thompson was Elena Ashford. And if Nikolai proved it, Cassandra would lose everything.

Ace lowered his eyes, and a strange glint flashed through his eyes for a brief second before he picked up his phone and typed something___ 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒏 20. Then, he sent it out.

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

Unfortunately for him, it was only Laura, who had come in to clean the room. "Mr. Hartness, what are you doing sitting on the floor? Ms. Cavendish has gone abroad." She paused, then slapped her forehead. "Look at my memory. She left something for you and said to give it to you after she was gone. I'll go grab it right now." She hurried out and returned with a USB drive in her hand. Cole took it and went back to his room to plug it into his laptop. The video on it was the security footage I'd pulled from the incident with Rachel.

Amaya shook her head “You did all the work and I am really proud of you Miss Asherway soon to be Miss Universe.” “Thank you, Amaya, truly,”Tanya said in ernest before noticing how uncomfortable Tresh was. She sighed and braced herself for the conversation that was long due. “Tresh I know that you have reservations about me and I don’t blame you. If I was in your shoes I would also not want to associate myself with someone who once tried to destroy my relationship. Amaya is a great woman, you will be a fool to let your gut down around me after what I did, but I assure you that I am no longer that person. I am still your biggest fan and very proud of what you have accomplished, especially the

The crowd erupted into gasps of shock and awe once more. Alyssa Taylor was Alexa? Something imploded in Jasper's mind, blanking his thoughts out entirely. He felt like his soul had left his body, slowly drifting out like an astronaut in space. Alyssa was Alexa. She was the world-renowned, reclusive jewelry designer who had the world at her feet because of her stunning creations. She had been making a fool out of him all this time while he tried his best to invite her onto his team, likely enjoying her little games to no end.

So I crept around the village, darting from tree to tree and glancing into every house. At long last, through a kitchen window, there she was. Jessica Michaels. She stood at the sink, washing the dishes as her parents sat in the next room. I picked up a stick and threw it at the window, hoping to catch her attention. Her eyes snapped to the forest as she froze. She glanced through the door to where her parents sat. They hadn’t heard, and I prayed she wouldn’t call them. And the Goddesses listened. She grabbed a towel, dried her hands, and shut the door from the kitchen to the living room. She slid the back door and stepped gingerly onto the porch.