Tiffany Aching Series Novels & Stories

I like how we can comfortably chat with each other. "Doesn't he still hope now?" Tiffany shook her head and go back to looking at the sink. "It's not that extreme compared to before. He already created a tomb for her." Suddenly, I got curious about Tyler's mate and why didn't she come back. "Who's she?" Tiffany looked at me with a grin. "Oh, I'm sure as hell you know who I'm talking about." I gulped and a heavy load formed in my chest as my head started to form someone. Oh, hell no she didn't!

Tiffany’s POV At first, I didn’t get what the big deal was. I can go a week without sex, no problem. But as the night got longer, I started to feel like I was burning up. I drank water but it wasn’t helping and damn it, I didn’t have any blood either. I’d have to go out at some point to get some from somebody. I stripped and got in the shower, turning the water to freezing cold but I still felt so hot. I whimpered as I put my hand between my legs and played with myself, trying to relieve the growing ache.

But not like this. Tiffany. Her hair is pulled back in a sleek ponytail and her eyes are closed in concentration as she sucks and licks Nate Funderlings's cock. Her cheeks are sucked in, showing how hard her pull is. One of her hands is holding onto him, quickly stroking in time with movement of her mouth. The other is massaging his balls. My heart plummets to the ground. I like this girl. Really like her. But watching this, having this image of her sucking off my teammate, my married teammate, makes me want to vomit.

Tiffany twirled her hair as she mockingly watched me. "Where's Lory?" Did Tiffany hurt her? "What did you do to her?!" "We didn't do anything to her… At least, not yet." Tiffany walked towards me. "Did you enjoy the good watch we gave you, Avery?" I raised my brow at her as confusion filled me. "What do you mean?" Tiffany soundly smirked at me and she suddenly pulled my hair. "Did you enjoy watching me be tortured, huh?" "Tiffany, let go of me!" I hissed at her, but I didn't pull my hair back and I covered my womb instead.

and a long nasty scar on each end of the patch. He spoke directly to the girl who hid behind me in fear “Ahh, Tiffany; so, you are hiding here now?” he spoke to her, lust dripping in each word. He took to stairs down and I changed to my attack stance “come closer and I will not hesitate to rip apart your limbs” I growled, and he laughed “oh, is that so? You think I am afraid of you?” he came closer and I charged at him and clawed at his arm and ripped it right off, he stared at me with shock and then fell to the ground dead; the blood oozing from his bleeding arm and I called the girl I now knew as Tiffany to follow me up. We got out to see the Night crawler pack houses engulfed in flames;

Five years ago, Tiffany Perkins believed her boyfriend would love her forever. Certain of their future, she abandoned the baby from a one-night stand on billionaire Oscar Vance’s doorstep and ran away with the man she trusted. Five years later, that trust is shattered. Her boyfriend cheats on her, throws her out, and leaves her burdened with a thirty-million-dollar loan she took to build his fashion brand. Homeless and desperate, Tiffany returns to her family home, only to face her grandfather’s harsh ultimatum. Obsessed with patriarchy and preserving the family business, he refuses to forgive her unless she brings home a wealthy husband. With no other choice, Tiffany turned to a

Aislen replied crossing her arms and leaning back in the chair. “The sooner you leave this town, the better, I think,” Tiffany replied. “The sooner you get away from those boys, the better, as well,” she added as she pulled into the driveway. “I am sorry, however,” she said softly. “That you found that dead child, and I am sorry that I had to hear that you had done so through strangers and not you.”

"A ruined reputation changes everything. Once people start talking, nothing stays the same. Zachary's family will never fully accept her, and Zachary himself will think twice before throwing away a twenty-year marriage for a woman the entire city is whispering about." Tiffany sat quietly for a long time. The grief that had filled her all day slowly began to harden into something colder and sharper. The sadness remained, but it was no longer the only thing inside her. For the first time since learning the truth, anger was beginning to take its place. Finally, she nodded. "All right," she said. Tiziana watched her carefully and saw exactly what she wanted to see. The seed had been planted. As

They are all dressed in some sort of lingerie too. I look over the group and see Tiffany looking up at me defiantly. I slowly walk up to her, letting my angry alpha aura pulse around me. She returns to a submissive stance and begins to shake when I get near her. “Tiffany, what exactly are you all doing in here? You have not been invited into my quarters, EVER!”

All her life, Tiffany has never turned faster. She peeled the arms away from her belly, and their eyes met, the pounding music seeming to be playing at the back of their skulls. It felt like the world is burning with brutal abandonment, and they're the only two left behind. The alcohol effect slipped away from Tiffany's mood, and when her senses settled perfectly, she stepped back... "Tiffy," Ryat said softly, eyes so guilty he couldn't even hide it. Tiffany took another step back, her heels stabbing the sneaker of a guy.