Tori Spring Novels & Stories

Something shifted again — shuffling of fabric, a step backward. “Don’t do anything stupid,” Tori added. “You keep your mouth shut, and no one gets hurt. But if I go down, I’m not going alone. You remember that.” Summer’s breath was fast and shallow. I thought she might cry. I thought she might break. But instead, she said, “I have to go.” “Good.” Footsteps. Fast ones. The door opened and shut. Silence. Long, stretching silence. Tori didn’t move. She stood still for what felt like forever, and I didn’t dare breathe. Then finally, she exhaled—just one long, sharp breath—and stalked toward the dresser.

Several had been at their wedding last year. Jolene exchanged hugs with Tori, Parkers fiancé. “I hope we weren’t supposed to bring anything.” “Just yourself.” Tori said with her sweet southern accent. She was a strawberry blonde with dark blue eyes. Where Jolene had her mother’s fluff, Tori was rail thin. “I love this sweater. Of course, I don’t have the chest for it.” Jolene laughed as Tori placed her hands on her chest feeling her small breasts.

Tori. ---END OF CHAPTER TWENTY ONE---

He had arranged such a homey feeling apartment for her. "Come let me show you around." Tyler said and, started showing her apartment which was spacious enough for two people to live comfortably. He showed her around and lastly they reached to the bedroom. They entered inside and he walked towards the bed side table. He took out the documents and handed them to her. She saw her photo already there but with different hair color and outfit which clearly told her it was edited. "From now on this is your identity. You have to dress up like this. You are Aurora Valenti, you have to create your own unique personality now. You have to gain popularity so that everyone start believing that you are Aur

Tori continued, tapping the flyer with a perfectly manicured nail, "then Atlas can be ready this time. He’ll see whatever they’re planning coming from a mile away. And he can finally flip the script and get some revenge." Millie opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish. "But—but—" "But nothing," Tori finished. "He deserves to live his senior year, not hide in fear every time a cheerleader or a jock sneezes. And honestly?" She gave me a small, crooked grin. "You’ve got a boyfriend who’d burn the school down if someone looked at you funny. You’re not going alone." The way she said it made something warm bloom in my chest, something protective and hopeful and just a little reckless.

In a feeling full of contempt, Sikandar tore these pictures into pieces as if they weren't pictures, but living bodies standing in front of him. Right now his revenge and hatred for them was at its peak. ******* Today Biya came to the shopping mall with her mother-in-law and her fiance to choose her wedding dress. "Biya, Taimoor you both go and select a dress till then I will do some other shopping." "Ok, Mom." After his mother left, Taimoor turned to Biya. Wearing a black plain dress with her eyes fixed on a lehenga in front of her، she was looking breathtakingly beautiful to him. Taimoor felt her very close to his heart.

“I told her I ran into you… sot of… She’s been in Paris studying. She came home for our father’s funeral and Sofia’s wedding, but now she’s in Australia working for a friend of Alex’s, a businessman by the name of James Black.” “How is she?’ “You know Tori…” he said with a rueful twist to his mouth. “If there’s a party, she not only wants to be there but she wants to be the center of it. She wasn’t too keen about being packed off to Sydney but we all thought it best if she had some time in the real world. I just hope it irons out some of her willfulness. She has always been a little too independent for her own good.” She looked down at her hands for a moment.

I yelled back. If Melissa was home she would be pissed but she and my dad had gone out on a date so we had the house to ourselves. I walked into the home theatre and walked over to where Tori was sitting. “Your snacks await you, my lady,” I said with a thick British accent. “Thank you, governor,” Tori replied as she picked up and tore open a bag of chips. She looked really adorable. Her long hair was tucked away in a bun and she was wearing a jumper that was way too big for her, sweatpants, and thick fluffy socks.

"Tell me about him." Tori felt a smile tug at her lips, despite everything. "His name is Eilad. He is from the Obsidian Pack. He works as Alpha Orion's assistant. We grew up together, in the poorer quarters of the pack. I have not seen him in years, and then tonight, at the festival..." "He found you." "He found me." Tori's cheeks warmed. "He is kind. And patient. And he looked at me as if I were the only woman in the world."

Her desires were awakened, matching my own, as the world around us melted away. My hands trembled with desire as I was on the brink of removing the satin dress that clung to her body, ready to explore the depths of our passionate connection. But in an unexpected twist, Tori gently pushed me away, leaving me bewildered and breathless. My longing still burning brightly, and I stared at her with disbelief in my eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice heavy with both disappointment and concern. Tori's eyes reflected a complex mix of emotions – desire, conflict, and a hint of uncertainty. In a whisper, she confessed, "I can't. I'm about to marry the Alpha of Blood Rose Pack."