Tiffany Tala Novels & Stories

Seeing that Mindy's expression showed approval, Talia had an urge to leave a good impression, so she added, "I'm also studying about medicine with the hope to work in the pack hospital, and I'm training to improve my physical condition and learn to fight." "Really?" Talia nodded earnestly and gestured toward the table where Keith was. "Keith is my personal trainer.. He designed an exercise routine for me. We will be going to the training center from here…" "Oh, you will not stay at the festival?", Mindy interrupted Talia. She was looking forward to being part of a group. Sure, there are Sandy, Lulu, Pierce, Liam, and Caden, but all of them are looking at Mindy with stars in their eyes, while

She continued driving and then Tiffany finally answered her cell. "Hello baby girl!" Tiffany was cladded in a bikini that exposed her breasts on the island. She was doing a photoshoot that was why she hadn't responded earlier. "One moment please. Oh come on, it's someone important. I know, sorry!" "What?" Stephanie asked, sounding confused. "Um not you love, I was talking to Peter. He's literally tired of snapping me pictures." "Hmm sounds like you're having a good time." "I am, what is it that occured between you and Kane? Heard you made your way home!"

After all, she was the future madam of the Elijah Consortium after the divorce of Ashley and Jaxon. “Let’s go!” Talia was all smiles. She was so immersed with the fantasy she wove in her mind that she failed to notice the secret eye contacts of her assistants. Talia took her purse, chose a doll shoes stud with diamonds, and clipped her hair to show off her swan-like neck. Her steps were brisk as if she was floating in cloud nine. And her heart was so happy that she sometimes felt some chest tightness.

Tiffany went offline after dropping the message and decided to engage in some activities until it was time. She read her books, saw movies, went to swim in the pool and chatted with her friends a few times. While she did all of that, she kept praying for time to run by fast. As just like she prayed for, it was soon 6pm. She prepared and decided to chat with her friends and ask how prepared they were. @Lady Tiff “Who is ready, because I am.” (She sent and accompanied the message with a dancing emoji.) @Queen Freya

I heard Talia say on the other side of the door but I gave her no response. Flashback. She sat down in La pasta restaurant dressed in her gold shimmering gown. It was her twenty fifth years old birthday and she really wanted to celebrate it with my boyfriend. She had made all the necessary arrangements and had paid for the place to be closed down for a few hours so that she could have some alone time with her boyfriend. She waited for hours glancing at the wall clock severally. He didn't show up neither did he pick up his calls. Sad and hurt she decided to go back home. She used her key to let herself in. When she switched on the light of the living room she saw a lacy black panties few step

Emara Stone I am so happy, like someone gave me drugs for free. LOL. Just kidding. Maybe not. LOL, no. Haha! Hotty told me to get home safely. The girl, the vagina, the drunk butterflies in me shake like a vibrator. No, like a volcano, an earthquake! I leave his cabin with a big smile on my face from ear to ear, like I got my driving license or my degree. As I don’t have both. I try to do twerking in the office’s corridor that I learned from the YouTube tutorial as I am so happy right now, but then I straighten up as I don’t want to get caught in the cameras. As I was about to leave, the telephone on my table rings.

Tiffany’s POV Five minutes later, we were shoved into matching salon chairs. Apparently, the “premium transformation package” came with champagne, cucumber water, and two stylists aggressively touching our hair without permission. I stared at myself in the mirror while a pink-haired stylist sectioned my hair with terrifying confidence. “So,” she said casually, “how long have you guys been together?” “We haven’t,” Lucas answered immediately from the chair beside me. She smiled at our reflections. “Mhm.”

​"She's a lot, isn't she?" ​Malik turned his head slowly. Talia was standing there, her skates resting smoothly on the linoleum, her long legs crossed. She had her hair down, her eyes tracking Kelsey's bright pink top across the room before she turned a sweet, overly familiar smile toward Malik. ​"Hey," Talia said, tilting her head. "I don't think we got a proper introduction without the house-party music blasting. I'm Talia. Kelsey's best friend since the seventh grade."

“I just checked your I*******m. You sure tag all producers and directors in your bikini pictures. Show me how you look without any bikini and I shall make you enter the movie world. My company is the biggest investor in Hollywood. Nobody can refuse me. But.... that is if you can satisfy me. If media sees you with me you, will become famous overnight.” Troy winked impishly at the girl, pulling her much closer to his hard chest muscles. “Oh, you bet. I am a tigress in bed.” The girl whispered seductively in his ear.

Hell, she’d sell it online and take a world tour on the profit. “How long are you going to stand and stare?” “What?” she said, coming awake from her lust stupor. “Ahm, sorry. I’m Talia McKenna.” She went to offer her hand but thought better of it. No need to melt in front of Adonis. Concentrate! “I’ll be your assistant during your visit.” She rushed back to the table and pointed to the content on it. “Here. Your brea—ah brunch. Here’s your brunch.”