Tisha X Brightney Novels & Stories

Instead of him answering, another woman speaks up. "Guys, I think that we need to worry about Barrett and how to stop him right now. If he did attack Grayson's pack today, it was a big attack, not like the small attacks or whatever he has been doing." "Wait, who are you?" I asked, tired of not knowing who all is talking anymore. "My name is Tasha." Is her short reply. That really doesn't tell me who she is, and I am getting more aggravated every minute. "Where are you guys that you can talk to us with no one else around?" Raine ask.

tanya Zayn took half a loaf smeared tasteless butter and swallowed it greedily. "That's where I feel weird, Zayn. How can I be bisexual? I don't like that and that woman is my own enemy that I have to conquer," grumbled Brittany shyly in response to her omega soul instead of feeling happy every time this strange request came in during the free time Brittany had. Zayn looked up curiously as he captured Nadhea's heart.

I inquired in hopes to change the topic. “He’s chatting up some potential clients, it’s all about work with that man.” I smiled softly, “I know what you mean.” Britany’s eyes went to Tia who stood beside me, she gasped loudly as if she just committed a horrible crime of some sort. “I’m so sorry, you must be one of Aaliyah’s friends I presume?” Tia nodded with a smile. “I didn’t catch your name,” Britany added. “Tiana.” She held out her hand which Britany shook with a smile of her own. “It’s nice to meet you, Tiana, I’m Britany.”

There is a specific arrangement of roses that reads, "Happy 25th Birthday Serena." I smile despite my stomach feeling queasy, giving photographers various angles of my pink sequin mermaid tail dress and my perfectly styled updo. After 5 minutes have passed...and yes, I count every murderous second. I walk over to where Kaitlyn is standing, aware of the eyes that follow. I pull on her arm, trying to fit us behind a column decorated with butterflies and vines "Absolutely not!" I whisper-shout. She flashes me a sympathetic smile. "I had no idea. My job was to get you ready and bring you to the venue."

Me : I don't see a problem with it Tisha : Great then , can l have your number so that I can transfer the money with innbucks I called out my number for her and after a few minutes l received $200 from her . Wonder where she gets such money just to waste on people so l decided to ask her what she does to earn a living . Me : So what's your job occupation ? Tisha : Am a business woman Me : Why me ? Don't get me wrong but there are a number of men out there who matches your status and are dying to have you so why did you choose me ?

she said flatly. “I—I’m coming!” Tina stammered, legs shaking. ‘She’s Luna… She’s actually Luna…’ Briella raised her chin slightly. “Look at the watch. Don’t speak.” She held the chain up and began to swing it gently, rhythmically. Back and forth. After a few passes, Tina’s eyelids began to droop. Slowly, they closed. Briella’s voice dropped to a soft murmur. “What’s your name?” “…Tina Zachary.”

Just… tits. Gigantic, gravity-defying, perfectly round titties practically punching me in the face as this platinum-haired barbie bounced toward Tasha in six-inch heels and the tightest, glossiest latex top I’d ever seen. Her lips were shiny. Her waist was snatched. And her smile was fake as fuck. “Tasha,” she screamed, arms wide like they were best friends who hadn’t seen each other since the war. “Good to see you finally made it.” She hugged her tight, jiggling everywhere, perfume slamming into me like a glitter-scented truck. Strawberries. Weed. Sex.

But Tisha's absence screamed louder than ever. --- Tisha blinks against the bright light flooding the room, the brilliance causing her head to throb. The pain felt sharp, like shards of glass swirling in her skull. "Where am I?" Tisha whispered into the room, closing then opening her eyes slowly, everything adjusting with time. I tried to lift my hands, but everything hurt. Strips of bandages rapped around my hands and legs. My legs Why couldn't I move my legs? I shifted, trying to feel something, anything, but all I felt was pain. Mind-blinding pain. Panic flooded my bloodstream with the realization that I was helpless and settling.

Anita said with obvious animosity against Damian. "what can he do?, I should be the leader " Damian said louder Hanson smiled and replied "I can be the leader if you all want me to be? " Everyone just watched the two "By the way where is the female class rep, what's her name again.....? " Anita asked as she tried to remember her name "Blessing, it's Blessing." cordillia said since she was her best friend back then. Everyone looked around trying to find her if they still remembered her face that is.

Tisha will see the rival I was today. Tisha wore a black lace bikini, looking like a model with her blonde hair bundled on the crown of her head. She climbed on Hudson’s back as he welcomed her advances. She kissed the crook of his neck and they acted like a newly-in-love couple. “You are stunning,” he flattered her and groped her breasts as they frolicked in the water. Hearing that, I looked around for a guy that I could flirt with. My heart was subtly bruised from seeing him enjoying the company of someone else. I’ll show him that other guys want me too.