Tyria Moore Now Novels & Stories

And now I felt my subconscious mind matching up the voice I heard earlier on and hers. Who was she and what bond do they share?? I asked as I realized that I have been right all along, she was the lady back there. But why would such a beautiful woman like Tiara be so obsessed with a beast who calls himself Alpha Darwin?? I scoffed as I finally gathered the courage to say my name. "I'm Yifa Erikson Moore!!" I muttered. "Erikson Moore… that rings a bell and not really a good one. You are the daughter of…"

I wouldn’t know why but I would follow their orders. “Who are you? Please state your name.” My eyes widened a fraction when I heard the animal talk. It was speaking using a female voice—meaning this animal was a she-wolf. But my parents told me that animals couldn't talk, what kind of creature was she? She was so alluring to be a monster! “I-I’m Vera Moore,” I stuttered because of bewilderment. "Why are you here in the woods? Alone? Go back home and don't ever come back here in the woods, kid."

“You’re right. I think she might be Skyler Moore’s plaything!” “What? Skyler Moore… Isn’t he that burly gangster? Oh no, oh no, Faye is in huge trouble this time…”

Everyone except Alaya Moore. She was still on the couch in Tasha’s living room, legs tucked beneath her, wearing one of Tasha’s oversized hoodies. Her hair was tied back, her face bare and tired. The funeral played on TV, muted. She wanted to be there. More than anything. But how could she show her face? To the world, she was just the side chick. A stain on Darius’s legacy. The reason he cheated, the reason Janelle cried on camera, the reason people said he died in disgrace.

The lady's eyes, barely aged, hinted at her meticulous self-care. "You're Zyra, right?" The question snapped Zyra to full alertness. She nodded, eyes wide. "Yes, that's me. How can I help you?" Zyra's voice quivered, betraying a touch of fear. The lady's brow creased. "I'm Tyler's mother—Shylah Yablon. I've come to ask you a few things. Are you available?" Realizing she was facing Tyler's mother, potentially her future mother-in-law, Zyra's spirits lifted, and she managed a small smile. "Sure, but I'm not involved with Tyler anymore, so I might not be up-to-date on his current situation."

A new phone had also been provided for her, though she avoided using any of her real information because she knew very well that she was technically still a wanted criminal. One afternoon, Myra laid lazily on the bed while scrolling through random videos online. Suddenly, she paused after seeing a trending livestream clip that had blown up only a few minutes ago. The views had already crossed ten thousand. Her brows slowly furrowed when she saw the face on the screen. It was Lyka. Myra hesitated briefly before pressing play. Lyka appeared looking pitiful and heartbroken. Her makeup was ruined slightly while her eyes looked swollen and red from crying. “Hello everybody…” she sobbed softly. “I

It wasn’t long before a dozen mercenary soldiers stood around the building with their guns cocked and trained at the fire. As it turned out, Katia never intended to work with Tyr. From the moment he came to Kald Fortress, she was already scheming on how to kill him. The reason why she did so was not known. Was she trying to seize possession of the artifacts for herself, or was it something else? The fire burned for a full minute. Katia was relieved to see no movements in the building. “That Tyr Summers is just another pawn in the shop. See, he’s burned to death, just like that. Where is Auster Moore?”

It was Mo of course , and her partner in crime, Kira. I answered, almost immediately, and at that point, I almost regreted ever doing that. There on the screen were Mo and Kira, sitting side by side on Mo’s recently purchased couch, giving me the vibe of a movie scene and playing the character of the pilot for a reality show with the name; Sassy and Raw. “Guess who decided to grace my apartment in the flesh!” Mo shouted. Kira beamed, flashing her newly polished nails in front of the screen for me to see.“Your girls for life! Reporting live from the headquarters of juicy news, and of course, hot questions for our bestie and her prince charming "

"Are you the one getting divorced? No? Then shut your mouth and do as I command, or I'll make you my assistant's assistant." I stood frozen in the nursery shop until the last of the Steele scent faded. I looked down at the crib, my hand trembling as I touched the wood. "Don't listen to him, little wolf," I whispered. "He’s a cold, hollow man. But you have me. And I’ll never let him hurt you." I left the shop quickly, only to run into Candace Moore marching toward me. "Sierra Vaughn, you are truly shameless!" she shrieked. "Leeching off an actor's fame while you're still scavenging for scraps!"

Malachi pleads his case when my mom stands up and moves towards him. “We can not manipulate a wolf into saying what isn’t true, Malachi. If what this woman has said under the alpha command without difficulty, then it is the truth. Who is she?” my mom asks and I smirk, knowing she already knows. “Sapphire Elisabeth Moore. You know the whore of Solar Eclipse, former spy here.” I say and my mom looks at me with a raised eyebrow.