Tessa Dare Author Novels & Stories

Meanwhile down in the basement... Elika had fallen asleep with her head on her knees, the tears that had fallen from her eyes as she thought of her mother and brother’s death still lingering on her cheeks. She stirred slightly, stretching as she woke, every muscle in her petite form aching. She shouldn’t have fallen asleep in the corner of the room behind the boxes, but she was too terrified to move; the voices that came from the living room drifting down towards her ears. She sighed softly, her small hiding place concealing her from the basement steps, the light having gone out hours before. What was she going to do now Darkous knew of her ability? What could she do other than obey him? Her

Liv clicked open my inbox and went quiet. “Oh,” she said softly. My heart dropped. “Oh? What does oh mean?!” “I’m so sorry, Tessa,” Liv said in a mock guilty voice. Riri gasped. “No! You’re kidding!” Then Sophie started laughing, unable to hold it in. “Tessa, open your eyes before you combust!” I peeked and froze. Congratulations, Tessa Williams. You’ve been accepted into the T Fashion House internship program. I screamed, jumping to my feet. “I’m going to kill you, Liv! I almost had a heart attack!”

Tessa sighed and rolled her eyes. "Who am I kidding?" She scoffed, and went down, climbing downwards briskly. "What?" The boys muttered in surprise, seeing the way she had left them suddenly and quickly. "You coming or what!" Tessa yelled at them, after her safe landing. "Aiish" The boys muttered. If you aren't reading this story in Authoress Sommy Pearl's Library, Please, Note that it has been pirated, and do report it to me. *** Lia struggled to walk while Kristen and Clef helped in taking the zombies down with their weapons.

“What?” Lady Bianca’s magazine slipped from her fingers. “She said what?” On screen, Chloe dabbed her eyes with a tissue, her voice trembling. “Seven years. Seven years, Ares raised those children alone until I came into his life. I stepped in. I became their mother, their caregiver. And now Tessa returns, acting like a victim, deceiving the world with her fake tears and her… surgeries.” The interviewer’s eyebrows arched. “Are you saying Tessa abandoned her family?”

My name is Yileyna De’Lacor, and this, this is just the beginning of our story… THE END *Tearful Muse wants to cry but instead asks everyone to please read the attached author’s note containing coming works and more, once her lovely readers have taken a moment to recover from all their emotions of course!*

Damian nodded sharply, indicating for Aiden to allow her in. Moments later, a tall, striking woman with sharp eyes and an air of authority strode into the room. “Elara,” Tessa greeted warmly, rushing to her side. “I came as soon as I heard.” She knelt down beside Elara, her voice full of concern. “Are you alright?” Elara nodded weakly. “I’ve been better.” Tessa turned to Damian, her eyes narrowing as she took in his towering frame. “You must be Damian Blackwood. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

She shook her head, her eyes soft as if going down a nostalgic train in her thoughts, “It’s not enough. Nothing could ever equal what you did for me. Without you, Damon, I wouldn’t even be alive. I would’ve given up a long time ago.” My blood boiled when I remembered the first day I found Tessa. She had been just twelve. A human child, fragile and terrified, sold by her own father to a filthy brothel on the human lands. I had stumbled across it by chance on one of my journeys beyond my pack borders. In one of the many brothels I had gone to while looking for sexual satisfaction, I saw her crying and trembling, her innocence already stolen from her before she had even grown into herself. I ki

~Tessa~ Tessa woke up to the sensation of rocking in a soft comforting sway. She felt secure and opened her eyes to find her mate's toned, tanned chest. His sweet citrus scent pulled her in closer. "I guess someone's awake," Dainin chuckled, placing Tessa's feet on the ground. He towered over her and his larger hands enveloped her own in a gentle grasp."Why didn't you wake me up," he asked, laying his head in the crook of her neck.

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

AUTHORS POV Tessa’s heels tapped softly against the tiled floor of the shopping mall as she made her way down the brightly lit aisle. She wasn’t dressed to be noticed—plain jeans, a white shirt, her hair tucked into a low bun—but somehow, she still felt exposed. Maybe it was the shelves lined with menstrual pads in front of her, or maybe it was the heavy cloud of stress that had followed her from the office. If there was a way she could discard Pedro's bodyguards outside the mall, she would have. But she couldn't.