Three Women Lisa Taddeo Novels & Stories

"They're certainly provocative poses. I hope she's about done." Naomi turned to the group watching and asked, "Lisa, would you be interested in being in some of these pictures?" "Since you twisted my arm!" laughed Lisa as she hurried over to join her sister. As she walked, she worked on removing her halter. By the time she reached Steve and Gwen, she was topless. Steve groaned and Lisa and Gwen laughed. "I'd think you feel pretty darn proud of yourself, Steve," teased Lisa. "Don't I look good enough to pose with you and Gwen? Am I too fat, of flat-chested? Are my girls too small after seeing Gwen's?"

The water that dripped under her hoodie turned to acid, drying out the grasses she walked through. In the subterranean chamber, Lisa, the three-eyed monster wife rubbed her hands together as she paced, sweat forming dark circles under her arm, and ominous thoughts writhed in the back of her mind. She paused, bit her lip, and looked toward the entrance when she noticed Sage's presence. "You already murdered Lia?" Lisa asked. "No, not yet," Sage replied as she walked in while drying herself at the entrance. She placed the kettle Derek was locked in on a table.

Hopefully, they would both get what they needed. Emma took a deep breath before entering the cafe. She didn’t know what possessed her to say yes to this meeting. She knew she was walking into a trap and yet…there was a tiny sliver of hope that these women actually wanted to be friends with her. They seemed so lovely the night before when they extended the invitation. And they were meeting in a public place so they weren’t going to murder her and bury her body…she didn’t think so anyway. From the stories that were bantered around the table at dinner, if anyone could do it, it would be them. Lisa was some sort of thriller writer who practiced dismembering bodies by cutting up pork carcasses. F

I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the task at hand. Elijah's strategic thinking impressed me, but his physical prowess lagged. 8/10. Tracy's speed and agility earned her 9/10. The final contender stepped forward – Tasha. Her eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of determination. Show me what you're made of, Tasha. With a deep breath, she began her demonstration. Her skills surpassed my expectations. 9.5/10. A contender for Beta. But I couldn't let personal feelings sway my decision.

Lisa looked like she was seriously considering violence, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. I immediately released Alessandra's arm and took a step back. "Ladies," I said, forcing my voice to remain calm. "I just wanted to talk to Alessandra for a moment." "She has nothing to say to you." Lisa stepped forward, placing herself between us. “And you have nothing she wants to hear." I looked between the three women, especially at Alessandra who was standing slightly behind them, closer to Fatima now, her arms wrapped around herself defensively. There was no way I would get through to any of them. At least not tonight.