Tiffany Wolfe Novels & Stories

"No, I didn't. I have to prepare your waffles. You want some extra ice cream?” "Give me a scoop." Then suddenly Tiffany's expression became serious again. “You have to open yourself up to those.” "I'm fine, Tiffany. I'm busy with my restaurant." She kept her focus on the waffle. She looked at the waffles on three different plates, then she chopped the berries she prepared into the bowl. She sprinkled the berries randomly on top of the warm waffle which looked tempting. She would hang on as long as possible on her waffle to avoid Tiffany.

Tiffany bit her lip "You probably won't believe me about what I'm about to say" "Or maybe I will, I believe you even when you say you met a flying pig somewhere when you were five Tiff. I believed it when your parents laughed at you" "Don't make me remember such embarrassing things!" Tiffany is upset "Okay now tell me what is Lusevell, we will keep this a secret together" "It's a place for Immortals" Tiffany said "Violet and Isa my sister is a werewolf!" For a moment Ayana's eyes widened like marbles "wow. You finally found out?"

’ the nerve of this girl. Reaching the bottom steps, I could hear Tiffany trying to give directions and Olivia cutting her off. “What the hell do you think your doing Tiffany?” “I’m going to be the future Luna of this pack. It’s time these people learn to respect me” “HAHAHAHA! You’re lying right? Ain’t no way in hell Jaxxon would ever choose a skank for his Luna. He has a taste for fine wine, not damaged box wine.” “You bitch. You dare disrespect me, your Luna!” You can hear the tone in Tiffany’s voice trying to entice authority. But she is a weaker wolf then Olivia. No doubt my sister could kick her a few rounds. She might be spoiled rotten but she definitely is a skilled fighter.

The place was busy, crowded with students and freelancers and the kind of people who treated caffeine as a survival mechanism. Raven Wolfe stood in line, her coat collar turned up against the cold, her hair loose around her shoulders. She had not slept well. She had been thinking about him again, about his gray eyes and the way he had looked at her across the table, and she was angry at herself for it. She did not have time for this. She did not have space in her life for a man she barely knew. She ordered a black coffee, extra strong, and stepped to the side to wait.

Cat ~Four years later It was the end of another long day at Wolfe Ranch. I was sitting on the grass on the front lawn of the main house and watching as Jacob and Ivy finished the last of their chores in the horse stalls. Owen was walking back toward me with them walking on either side of him. He had his cowboy hat on and a big grin graced his lips. It was hard to believe that we had been together for four years now and that Ivy and Jacob were now ten years old.

“It’s… complicated.” “Complicated means hot,” she says, eyes sparkling. “It’s Damien Wolfe,” I mutter. Maya gasps so hard I’m afraid she might choke. “Mr. Penthouse?! Mr. Tall, dark, ruined-your-womb-with-a-glance Damien Wolfe?!” I groan. “You make it sound worse.” She grabs a pillow and clutches it dramatically. “Girl, you are playing with the kind of fire that burns souls. That man is a volcano in a suit.”

Tiffany. She was leaning against my car, looking like a million dollars in designer silk. Three years hadn't dulled her hatred. She still blamed me for stealing Harold from her, even though the Moon Goddess had literally fated us together. Move, Tiffany, I snapped, trying to unlock my door. "I’ve had a long day." "A long day of being a pathetic little errand girl?" Tiffany sneered, stepping closer. "I still don’t get it. How does the Team Captain of the Vipers, the future Alpha of this pack, end up with a wolf-less charity case like you?"

How was that possible? Unable to process the news she allowed Stella to pull her into the room where a dozen staff full of smiles thanked Tager and one other board member profusely. Tager, smiling benevolently, raised a hand to calm the excited crowd. His eyes swept across the room and landed on her. They narrowed on her briefly. “You all really shouldn’t thank me,” he said. The laughter and squeals of excitement were dying down. “We have Mr. Wolffe to thank for this. And maybe some recognition should be given to Miss Blanc who happens to be a good friend of his.”

Tiffany quickly denied, “It’s not that… Isn’t Mr. West good friends with Mark Tremont? You’ve heard of Mr. Tremont, haven’t you? Mr. Tremont’s wife is my best friend. Over time, I got acquainted with Mr. West’s mother. That’s all.” Her colleague sighed, “So that’s it… I was wondering why you had so much nerve. It turned out that you know Mr. West and an affluent figure like Mr. Tremont too. We’re going to have to depend on you to cover for us from now on…” her colleague said, half-jokingly. Tiffany wiped the cold sweat off her brow, “I don’t want any special treatment. I applied to this company on my own, having worked here previously too. You should all go back to work and stop asking so ma

No one’s dictating or watching my every move, no one cares if I don’t cook or eat food, no one complains about how dirty the house could be or the dirty dishes in the sink. It was a lovely morning to start the day, I opened the window in my room and inhaled the fresh air, I loitter for some time, enjoying the birds chirping and the fresh wind blowing on my face, after that, I swung the bathroom curtain and cleaned myself before picking an outfit for the day. It was suspicious that Tiffany didn't asked me how or why did I know that Tyler was my mate, she may be assumed that Tyler already told me that. Tiffany was really a guardian angel, she’s not just a mom to the wolf’s house but in my farm