Titania Davenport Novels & Stories

She smirked and shook her head. “No rain check, it’s now or never.” She replied. “Never it is then. Sorry, darlin.” I said. I turned around and kept walking. Damn, who even am I right now? I thought. “Dude, why are all these women so interested in keeping me out of these doors?” I asked Titan. “Man I have no idea, but they really seem to want to distract you from your core mission. However, isn’t that like you in real life though? Always getting distracted by pretty women?” Titan asked.

I whispered tightening my hold on her "Love you too baby girl, now clean your tears cause tomorrow you're not stepping out as Ava Della Sanchez but you're going out there as the strong lady who raised three cute sons alone, built her empire from the scratch, and is now unbeatable, you're going out there as the brave, bold and victorious AVA WIRE THE ONE AND ONLY OWNER OF WIRE NATIONAL IMPORT"

"Do you know I'm openly defying Titan Black for this and he's got me on some kind of watchlist?" "And that's why you'll continue stalling him. He has a soft spot for you. Play it to your advantage." "I don't think you understand, Leo. This is Titan Black we are discussing here. Titan Black. What soft spot? He can kill us both and head to a pack meeting the same day without wincing!" "Look, Olivia…" They were interrupted by Maya's voice saying hi to Darius right outside the tent. "Who is that?" "Titan Black's kid sister, she's my friend."

"We're both exhausted from the party and we would love to take our leave now. Goodbye, Mrs. Veronica. Or, are you still holding tightly to the 'miss' title?" Caitlyn chuckled before they turned and walked out of the hall, leaving Veronica burning in pure rage. ▪▪▪ "I wonder how she managed to dress exactly like me," Caitlyn voiced out, breaking the silence in the car. "She must have seen us earlier and quickly ordered everything you had on. She's that kind of person," Martin explained, not taking his eyes off the road. Another silence ensued. "She's one of my exes. The last woman I had a romantic relationship with," He answered the question Caitlyn was dying to ask before she could.

A sharp, hysterical sound that echoed off the concrete walls. "Don't be ridiculous," I told the pathetic man, waving my hand dismissively, trying to reclaim my penthouse authority. "This is a misunderstanding. I'm Tanya Davis. My best friend is Killian Ashford. We were having a private, emotional argument. He's probably already dropped the charges."

Mr Davian answers him after suppressing his urge to laugh more . Luckily Mr Lincoln's sister comes in and joins them at the table . "Hey , you have grown into a big mature lady now " Mr Davian teases her . It has been seven years since he saw her and expected her to be a woman . The other times he has been here . she was studying abroad . She graduated with a masters degree in computer science with applied mathematics . She is an excellent woman with exemplary achievements . While studying she worked with a certain company and boosted its popularity by her performance .

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

A moment ago, Titan was claiming his intentions with her with no strings attached, and now he was claiming her as his mate. “Stop this bullshit and stop playing with words. We both know you just want to see your pups. And it could be with anyone,” Octavio placed Savannah in the back seat of his Jeep with her handbag. “I want my pups, but this girl has something special. She dragged our focus even when she didn’t have a wolf. The way she responded to our touch, no one ever did. I am falling for her.” Titan cooed after a long quarrel, making Octavio laugh.

“Thursday nights stay reserved for Aiden because he’s got that whole tortured artist thing going, and Friday-Saturday are for us, random adventures, or spontaneous Tinder disasters.” “I’m so touched that you penciled us in,” Daphne laughed, collapsing onto Constance’s ridiculous pink sofa that could probably seat half of Boston without anyone touching. “What can I say? I’m in high demand.” Tatiana wiggled her eyebrows. She wasn’t wrong – I’d taken her to one Gavin Decker party and she’d walked out with him on her rotation. Meanwhile, I’d nearly died from food allergies and given a public masturbation performance. Different skill sets.

For all his posturing and overwhelming presence, he looked heartbroken. "Oh, darling boy!" Danu's voice grated on Bailey's nerves. How could she have ever thought the Goddess was a good person? "It was necessary. You know how you are. I was only protecting Titania. She is so young, she doesn't have the strength to withstand your temperament." Danu was toxic. There was no other way to describe the Goddess. Meddling was playing matchmaker. This went so far beyond that, it was astronomical. She had twisted the Spark for her own agenda.