Twilight Tanya Novels & Stories

she clapped her hands and the ladies helped Tanya into the car. “Who are you?” Ayodele blurted out what had been on his mind since he saw the opulence of the interior of the limo. Magdalene looked back at him in shock with widened eyes “You don’t know her? You don’t….” She looked at Tanya “He doesn’t know you?” Tanya shrugged as she went to sit on a couch extending her hand to collect the flute of champagne that one of her attendants extended to her. “She is the legendary Tanya Darlington! Heiress, Actress, Model in that order!” Magdalene announced dramatically.

I turned, wanting to explain to his family, but when I saw who had arrived, I was stunned. Jace walked in with a woman who had long, straight hair and wore a white dress. She looked like the classic unattainable crush from every romance drama. I knew who she was. Her name was Tanya Twain. "Brad, what happened?" Tanya asked anxiously. Brad didn't answer her but instead pouted at Jace. "Sis, is this your new boyfriend?" Jace's face tightened, his look shifting from surprise to coldness as he stared at me. "What's going on?"

She stopped when she was close enough and smiled so brightly it was almost blinding. "Hi, my name is Tanya. I am Miguel's sister. I am a twin actually and that was my twin brother, Troy." She offered. I smiled at her and her eyes twinkled a little too brightly. "Hi, my name is Maliya." "OMG, you are so pretty and you have a really pretty name." She said. "Thank you." "Your hair, did you dye it to that color? How did you achieve it? Can you tell me? I have always wanted blonde hair." She asked.

And just like that, the fire went out. Tanya stood behind me, looking every inch like the goddess Diane had often described when we were little. She wore a cute sundress with ice cream patterns on it and had her hair in a bun with tendrils escaping down the sides of her face. Her eyes were as bright yet calculating, and I couldn't resist the memories that kept rushing into my mind by the mere sight of them. As the sun shone on her figure, I couldn’t help but think that she was so…beautiful. Anyone passing by would probably think I was her maid.

People nearby were starting to look at us. I watched her unravel with a cold gaze, not feeling the slightest bit of concern. Instead, I felt a rush of satisfaction. Up on the stage, Tyler Zach stood tall and confident, speaking with ease like a rising star in the scientific world. It was a stark contrast to Rosie in the audience, whose composure was slowly slipping. It felt like fate was playing a cruel joke. In my previous life, Tyler had suddenly gone on stage and accused us of stealing his research during this very same conference.

Then who could it be? "Tony? It's me, Tanya! Can I come in?" I heard the familiar voice of Tanya. My hands started shaking. I wanted to see her, talk to her but I was afraid of knowing what she will be thinking of me? Would she hate me? Would she be disgusted by an omega like me? "Tony, I miss you!" I heard Tanya say, her voice was emotional. I was extremely surprised at this. She....misses me? "I miss talking to you, spending time with you, working with you! Please, I want to see you"

I growled to her. "Tyson, take the wolf warrior to Silvana and have Tanya taken away, containment is forbidden to use her magic, and she will remain a mere human until I give the order again and she learns to control herself and respect me." Tanya stood up and looked at me with anger, I know she hated me, and I know why, but I was not going to allow this disrespect; she will have to learn what her place was; Tanya kept looking at me I know if she could she would kill me, "I advise you to lower your gaze witch, don't challenge me because you don't know yet what I am capable of" I told her, and she left with her head down.

That meant the next person coming out would be— I turned. Tanya stepped into the corridor with Elias right beside her. Even from this angle, I could see the difference in her. Her shoulders weren’t up around her ears anymore. The tight line in her jaw was gone. She was talking with her hands, doing those little precise movements she makes when she’s really into whatever she’s saying. She looked like herself. The version that shows up when nobody’s asking her to fix anything, hide anything, or survive anything. I stood there holding two paper cups (one for Liam, so I could pretend I had a reason to be here) and watched her walk with Elias toward the breakroom. I counted to sixty in my head.

“I’ll take the juice to her room myself. I’ll act friendly like I’m on her side. I’ll say things to make her think I’m supporting her crush on Zander. If she feels like I’m on her team, she’ll relax and drink it.” “Smart,” I said, nodding slowly. “Really smart. You’re a badass Priestess Tanya” I cheered. “I think it's high time you stopped with the Priestess thingy and just call me Tanya,” She winked. “Alright, Tanya,” I said in a sing-song way, making us both laugh. “Okay. Back to business. While I’m trying to get Caroline to drink the spiked orange juice,” she added, “You’ll have to make sure Zander doesn’t interfere. If he gets in the way or follows me, the whole plan will fall apart.”

Wayne had a sharp eye for talent. Though Tanya’s appearance was ordinary, her acting skills were top-tier—otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen her. That’s why he felt it was a pity that Skyler had missed such a great opportunity for advancement. Skyler pushed open the door to the newcomers’ dormitory. Silva was lying on the top bunk reading a script, while Tanya had just finished her makeup, dressed in a stunning long dress, looking cheerful and ready to head out.