Tessa Bailey Books Novels & Stories

Cathy muttered as she began to eat her salad. Bailey placed her food tray on the table and seated beside me. Of course, she noticed the obvious. "Wow, what a crowd," she commented with her soft voice. "What's up?" "H-Hey Bailey, what's up?" Alec stuttered and I almost winced at his stupidity. "Just fine," Bailey merely answered, taking her spoon and started eating her mashed potato. It was one of Tiana's favorite and I just realized that everything and everyone around would always remind us of Tiana. Our redhead maiden was everywhere with her perky personality.

They ended the call. Tessa changed her clothes and left the house later that afternoon. She told her mother she was going to see a friend. Diana did not ask many questions. She was still angry about other things in the house. Tessa arrived at Gabriel’s house with the envelope in her bag. Her heart was beating fast. She felt proud of herself. Gabriel opened the door with a bright smile. “Baby,” he said softly. She smiled and walked in. The house was quiet. “I’m alone,” he said.

Yeah that's despite the fact that she was kissing Gideon while I was trying so hard to survive with a bullet lodged in my frail gut. "Trouble in paradise huh?" Bailey was the first one to spark a conversation and too bad she started with me and Tessa. The woman could smell bad blood, too much credit though, Tessa looked like she could kill someone. "A little disagreement" I mumbled looking at Tessa, she clicked her tongue and looked away. The table went into a light laughter. Surprisingly I was also laughing and Tessa joined in. Whatever was funny I didn't know but as long as there was no smirk on her face.

Tess is the queen of one night stands, she likes nothing more than bringing a man home on a Saturday night, having her way with him and then setting him free in the early hours of Sunday morning. “Josh was the only man I’d ever slept with…” I begin to defend myself but Tess just holds up her hand to stop me. “Tonight, that’s all going to change,” she says gleefully, exchanging looks with Bailey, who starts looking around the packed bar, her smile widening. “You need a pallet cleanser,” Bailey tells me, as if I should know what that is. “What does that even mean?” I demand to know, feeling uneasy with what they’re cooking up.

From Tessa’s Perspective: I stare at my ceiling for most of the night after we’ve parted, replaying every moment spent with him. I’m positive this feeling I have is love or at least the beginning of it. I’m not sure how it’s supposed to work since I’ve never felt it prior to him, but it does seem a little weird to me that I’ve fallen head over heels for him within the span of a few hours of one night. But damn… there’s no other way to explain the intensity of what I feel for him. The desire to please him, to be near him, to protect him, to do anything for him even at the risk of my own life. I’m able to get to sleep and end up sleeping longer than I usually would. When I wake up, I immediate

Another, horrifyingly, had both. I picked one up, read the title, and groaned. LUNA’S BARGAIN: FATED TO THE ALPHA. “Bailey,” I said carefully, “why are all of these?” “Masterpieces,” she finished. “Questionable,” I countered. Bailey waved her hand. “You’re going to love them.” “I like romance,” I said. “Not… paranormal wolf erotica.” Bailey’s eyes glittered. “That’s what you think.” Before I could respond, she tilted her head slightly, just slightly and her gaze drifted toward my front door like she’d heard something. I frowned. “What?”

As if they had a silent understanding, she turned to Celia and remarked, “I think I’ll call it a night.” Celia smirked knowingly and said, “Have fun.” Tessa blushed and walked into the mansion. She made hurried footsteps, her heart pounding knowing Aaron was following behind her. Excitement crept into her and she felt tingles coursing through her nether region. She went to Aaron’s bedroom and tried to rush to the bathroom to freshen up but Aaron had already entered the bedroom. He grabbed her and pulled her close, “Where are you running off to, Cupcake?”

Her father filled his lungs with air as he continued his lie with, “Viviane and Ruth disagree on her diet. Your mother wants to talk to Dr. Blair about the best way to approach her.” Since Dr. Blair was the therapist who they’d sent her to when she was young and sleep walking, it made sense that her mother would trust what the woman had to say. “I think I’m sleepwalking again,” Eliza blurted as she sat in an empty chair at the table, propped her elbows on its surface and held the mug of coffee to her lips with both hands. “Why?” Vivian asked. “What caused that to start back up?” Having no reply, Eliza shrugged and gulped down an unwise amount of the hot liquid. Tears welled up in her eyes

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I had lost my sense of reality. … Just as they feel the heat of the pressure moment, Tessa who was.. Back inside the clinic room, she sat up slowly once the door closed behind her. Her face changed instantly. Gone was the fragile girl; her eyes were sharp and alert. “She’s getting too close,” she muttered under her breath. Velise’s spirit was clearly disposing of too many deeper things with Ember now. And Kaila... Kaila could smell everything Tessa thought she had buried. Tessa clenched her teeth. She should have acted faster.