Tiffany Wolfe Novels & Stories

I nodded, and she squinted to analyse even further. “You lying?” “No, no, I'm good” I sighed. “Just exhausted.” That should put her off, after all, we both were stressed out by responsibilities pertaining to the Literature Club. Tiffany was the vice president. A straight A student that was considered a prodigy. She excelled at nearly everything she put her hands to, and as if that wasn't enough, she bad a perfect relationship with damn near everyone. We'd been close friends since elementary school too, so yes… she knew about Max, and Ellie… and Zane.

he whispered, leaning in so close I could feel his breath. I didn't wait for him to tell me twice. I tapped the screen, and the massive LED monitors behind us flared to life. Suddenly, Martha Wolfe’s name was everywhere. It wasn't just a mention, it was a map of every offshore account and shell company she’d used to drain the Foundation’s money for years.

Alicia knew she couldn’t leak the sex tape, not yet. She hadn’t had enough fun to herself. She would begin with some preliminary threats and pricks of needle-pin starting with his mom, her first strike. Vivienne Wolfe—ash-haired and elegant, Vivienne Wolfe who cared so much about her fancy reputation and legacy, was one to be taken advantage of. She would expose Zara, drop some bombs like a flying bomber jet, strafing low to rain grenades here and there.

For the girls in tbe circle, Tiffany was the devil among the devil's. Tiffany had performed excellently since she was a child. When she grew up, she was admitted to the most exceptional university in M country. At that time, Tiffany Was only 16 years old. She was young and she was the first daughter in their country who had been specially admitted to that university, so she was really brilliant in those days. Her family even held several banquets for that.

“I don’t know what you were talking about, Roger. So please, leave me alone. I didn’t do anything to you.” “Oh, you know what am I referring to, Mcwell. Don’t be so dumb, boy! The sudden speed, massive strength, advances hearing? How about the full moon? Does it ring a bell to you?” I immediately bit my lip and was left speechless after he released his hands off my neck and walked away. How did he know about it? There’s only one human being who knows about me being a wolf. It was only Kevin. “Forty-eight hours, Mcwell! If you cannot provide me what I want, I’ll make sure everyone knows about your deepest secret! Better choose the right one.” He sarcastically shouted before entering the room.

"I was out into the woods gathering some flowers for mum who passed away from an internal inflammation that has spread up to her heart." She sighed, "as I reached mum's grave to place the flowers on top of it I felt it coming." She stopped and gazed at me for a moment as my eyes met hers. "My wolf was getting released and I had no idea. I had no one to tell me who I was, and to make it worse I was alone. A sixteen-year-old birthday girl, with just my favourite dress and a pair of pure white slippers."

“My name is Julecia…Julecia Herrera.” The girl sat there thinking for a long time. “Tiffany…my name is Tiffany Watson.” She sat back and sulked. “It’s nice to meet you, Tiffany. I haven’t seen you here before.” Tiffany shrugged. “It’s my first time. I was told to come.” She let out a huff. “I like coming here. Dr. Wong is really nice, and she’s pretty too.” Tiffany cut her a long look. “She’s pretty? What does that matter?”

I hung it up in a safe place to make sure you wouldn't do that. - Do you think I'm unbalanced? - I looked into my mother's eyes and she looked back at me, sipping her cup of black coffee. That's it, I need to call somewhere with an appointment to do my hair, what do you intend to do with yours? - I'm going to Rose's salon, her maid of honor will take care of you! And she has nothing to do with what happened, Rebecca, it's time to talk to people again. As you can imagine, my connection with Vitor was very long, years and years of growing up, sharing people and moments, it was hard to disassociate myself from everything we lived through.

This was need. She followed him inside the café. She sat down and watched. Selene came back the next day. And the next. She tried to tell herself it was just boredom. Just... curiosity. But it wasn’t. Every part of her — wolf and woman — wanted him. Not to kill. Not to eat. Not even to fuck. Not only to fuck. To possess.

“You managed to fight them off even after sustaining these much injuries?” Tiana looked at Verona who was focusing her attention on the Instructor. “Actually, Red helped me. She came to my rescue and fought off the eagles while I was already giving up. She carried me all the way here because I was too weak to run,” Tiana explained. “Ah ha!” the Instructor exclaimed loudly with an excited tone. “That is it! The obstacles would never harm a selfless contestant who helps the other despite being threatened by time,” he explained and people gasped loudly again.