Tiara Makeine Novels & Stories

Jose said softly after a while. "Oh, really? And what do you want in exchange?... A makeout session or more?" Tiara smirked. "Nothing... Just stop messing with men." They locked their gazes for a moment. "I will think about it. By the way, don't worry...I don't sleep with married men." Tiara winked before leaving the restroom. . In the hall, Ariadne and the kids were waiting for Tiara. "Sorry, I was talking to someone. Did I keep you waiting for long?" Tiara said as she approached them.

Tiara shouted, asking for money. "Why should we pay for it?!" protested Diandra. She didn't want to pay that much to the woman her accused of being a seductress. "Because you're the ones who broke the shoes! I didn't mean to ask for money. I can buy them myself with my own money. But you're cursing at me, and it's making me sick!" Tiara stared, her face red with anger. Reynald didn't say anything. He remembered that Tiara was the woman who had been with Wira for the past two days. Although he didn't know much about her, he felt lazy if him had to get into trouble with she, especially if he had to replace the ten million.

She is already in the kitchen when I get there. Of course she is. Tiara has always been a morning person in the aggressive sense, the kind of morning person who has opinions before nine am and expresses them fully and expects engagement, and she is at the counter with coffee and a plate of toast that she made herself from Thalrion's kitchen like she has been doing it for years and she looks at me when I come in with an expression that is doing several things at once.

Morning greeted the windows of Tiara's small but stylish apartment. In the open-plan kitchen, Tiara was busy with an apron tied neatly over her T-shirt and jeans. She was humming to an inaudible tune as she poured juice into a pair of clear glasses. Not far from her, curled comfortably on the couch, was Imani, her friend Isla’s four-year-old daughter. The little girl sat with her knees tucked in and an expensive-looking iPad balanced against them. Tiara’s eyes kept shifting towards the child, stealing glances at her in a way that made her hands slow just slightly.

Tiara threatened with a mischievous smile plastered on her lips. “Tiara” Her mother called out her name, her tone soft with concern. Tiara stood up from where she sat, making her way to the door as she paused halfway, shooting her mother one last side glance. “I trust you will handle everything Mother” she added unlocking the door and stepping out of the room knowing she had achieved what she wanted, all that was left was to get her hands on those documents her mom had just shown her. The day of the fundraiser had finally arrived. Gemini came down the staircase, her attention glued to her tablet. Thanks to Tracy, she'd managed to book a talented makeup artist and stylist to help her look her

Anyway, she's helped the good doctor take care of that issue by sending an invite to Gary on a week long yacht cruise in Cape Town, South Africa that has Paige as his plus one- she'll have to wait and see where that goes. However, aside from being the secret owner of the most popular technological company in the world, Mia is also a pro bono private investigator in her free time, taking on jobs ranging from simple lost items to complicated murder cases. She sees as her way of giving back to the world; and although the jobs are usually relatively simple, sometimes they do get dangerous, but with the combined effort of her Tekna abilities and Andrew’s combat skills, she always manages to come

Makaila ignored what she said and brought out her note pad. "I will be your waitress for today. What will you like to order?" She asked. "How about a little bit of fashion sense, good sneakers, class and beauty for you. You really need it." Bethany sized her up with a smirk, while settling on Christian's lap. Makaila fought the urge to speak. "Bethany, if you give her all of those, we won't be able have the kind of fun we used to have with her." Tyler grinned wickedly.

Luciano who was still standing at the door took a few steps in. "I don't think you will like the answer to your question. Especially now. Because I believe it is not the time. The only thing that you should know is that Tiara went through something that opened her healed wounds and caused her a major mental breakdown. It was major enough for her to go crazy, she lost herself. The doctors had to keep her on sedatives. Even if they are losing their hopes of bringing Tiara back from the pit of darkness, she has fallen into."

“N-No, Tiffie! There are too many and too expensive — I can’t!” Aye was not at all embarrassed. “Yo, translation: all of the stuff in Aye’s hands are for Aye! Right?” Tiffany cocked an eyebrow. “Wrong. Oh, except that watch; that’s yours!” she said lithely before turning back to Tanya. “Come now, Tan, don’t say no. Here, let’s go to that cosmetics store there, and we’ll get you the essentials: makeup and skin products, then we let them give you a free makeover. I’ll be honest with you, Tanya. You’ve got outstanding potential, and you know what they say: ‘Beauty is power, and makeup enhances that; it’s a woman’s secret!’ So, what you should do is wake up a bit earlier to transform your face a

Tiara's gaze bore into her brother, his expression caught between a storm of uncertainty, torn between his sister's certitude and his own wavering doubts. "Why not give it a shot?" Marvin's words hung in the air, leaving Tiara visibly angered. "You're naive to trust her. Let's stick to our original plan: let Tesla drain her powers and claim them for herself. She'll become more powerful, just as you desire," Tiara retorted, her frustration palpable.