Tina Lord Roberts Novels & Stories

"And I'll be helping her do it. In which case, wouldn't it be better if we worked together under your protection?" Robbie turned to her, his glare sharp. "For a Luna's assistant you sure have a lot of opinions. I'm getting real tired of you, Tanya." "She's right, though," I said, planting my hand on the desk beside hers. "Let me go, or I swear I'll go into labor right here and head into battle anyway!" Robbie stared at me, stunned. Then he grimaced, dragging a hand through his hair like he'd aged ten years in a minute.

I replied tapping Robert's shoulder. "Alright then, it's time for me to sleep after this eventful night, see you at home," Robert said heading for the door. I nodded. "Right, Tino should see the doctor again next week. Her name is River if you want to join us next week, she is beautiful just saying..." Robert said loudly while leaving the office. "Get out Robert!" I yelled at him. Why would he tell me about a human girl! He was acting like a fool. He should know that being with humans is a huge risk for exposure. We have rules against that.

"You need to watch your tone, Lacy," Stephanie scolded her. "Who do you think these women are? Mistresses?" She asked, and Lacy realised she had committed an offence. "That is Linda, Alpha Theodore Orlov's mate and fiance; that is Avery, mate and fiance of Alpha Marcel Sidorov and this is Tamia, fiance and mate to the lord of the north and soon-to-be Lady of the north," She said, and the event planner was speechless.

An old man on the vintage chair with a newspaper in hand replied. A woman wearing a huge smile on her face, probably older than Westley stood up. “Audene, I thought you’re busy.” The thick southern accent in her tongue was palpable. She bounced her eyes from me, then back to Westley. “Hello, I’m Clyve.” I held out my hand. “You must be new here, darlin’. I’m Xena.” She shook my hand, then looked at Westley who looked at her with disinterest. It was her way of telling her to shut up because I was not her type.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

She says as she sits next to me and holds my hand. “Okay I guess you are right.” I say. “Wow, you listen to her in a go but not to me even after I begged and pleaded. This is unbelievable.” “Well, she is listening to the boss.” Eleanor says as she snaps her fingers. “You. Are. Not. My. Boss.” Lucas enunciates each and every word.

Surely, his pack members wouldn’t try to interfere. “What the hell is going on?” she shrieks, waving her hands around. She looks like she has been crying. Mascara streaks mark her cheeks, and her blond hair is messy. Her red dress is wrinkled, and her handbag keeps slipping down her arms as she throws them around dramatically. Oliver narrows his eyes, not flinching at her shrill voice. “I suggest you go and find out for yourself. Robert’s in there and will give you the details,” Oliver says coldly. There was no hint of emotion in his voice, his body rigid against mine.

I went up to the cheerful receptionist and took Landon Chambers name, as soon as she heard the name, her eyes widened and she quickly picked up the phone and made a call. “He’ll be here in a second. Please take a seat ma’am. Would you like a beverage?” I smile at her as I shake my head to say no before wandering around the lavish lobby. I looked down to see my professional clothes. I had worn a very decent black dress and paired it up with heels, hopefully I won’t trip again. “Siya Rains” I hear the same deep stimulating voice which gave me butterflies in my stomach. “Landon Chambers.” I turn around and look up to see the same godly man I couldn’t get out of my head. I offer him a smile as I

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.