Tyria Moore Now Novels & Stories

Most of the time, she was the quiet one in the room, but today she was out of her shell. “ I hate liars, you always know what's going on, especially when it comes to your pack, Silvermoon.” Yara twirls the small blade between her fingers. After much cutting and more nails being pulled out, Mira was a bloody mess. She lost her voice from screaming too much, and finally, she whispered barely audibly, “ The new rogue Alpha has her.” Finally, something I was starting to think that she would never give us anything but the ladies crack her.

Triana paced a few more times, chewing the insides of her cheeks. "I can’t stay locked up anymore." She stormed out. As she walked down the hallway, she ran into Moana. Moana gaped at Triana, her pupils dilating. Her heart twisted when she saw her in Blaze’s sweater. Her hands curled into tight fists. Triana wasn’t bothered by her hostile look. She walked past her, holding her chin up. "Don’t be so happy," Moana grumbled. "Alpha will never take an interest in you." Triana ceased her steps and turned back to her. "You are wrong, my dear." She gave her a sly smirk. "Look at me." She pointed her fingers towards herself. "Blaze allowed me to wear anything from his wardrobe. This proves he likes

Damon sat back, ruffling his hair in frustration, his jaw tight. “I suspected… but I wasn’t sure. Do you remember Tyrian had asked to leave him alone with me in that basement? He needed information from me. He had a younger brother and sister. He thought I killed them. But it wasn’t me. It was Anna. She loves her twisted pranks and bullying — she thrives on that. Tyrian’s brother loved her. She played with him, tricked him, and it led to his death. His sister came after Annaida, almost sabotaged her. But Anna had her tricks. Tyrian believed his sister died too. But I just found out… she’s alive.” He sighed, his voice heavy.

Etian’s working on reopening Sadie’s cold case. I smirked. “Desperate little heroes.” They thought they could expose me. Peel back the layers. But the truth was—there were no layers. Just the version of reality I’d already put into motion. And by the time they caught up, the world would have moved on. The headlines would read: Aliana Moore: Betrayer. Killer. Case Closed. And Claire? She would come home. Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not next week. But eventually. Because where else could she go, when everything else crumbled?

Mal interjected. “—But she’s gone too,” continued Ty. “Now he’s looking for her replacement which is probably gonna be either Scarlet, Alison or Blair.” “Nah,” said Mal. “It might be a new one.” “What’s her name?” asked Ty. “Sierra.” “Don’t you think you could call a few, share maybe, give us options?” I decided to ignore the two idiots and turned to Zayn. “How’s it been with Christi?” I asked him.

Tyra Mae is her name. Jovie laughed again as she considered what might happen. "How come your beauty isn't working on him?" I think you're stunning and the ideal hot lady for him." Jovie made fun of her. "Hmmm... you just had that thought. Prepare for what I'm about to do next! He can't keep avoiding me forever! Whatever happens, I'm going to get him!" Sandra boasted as she held her breath. Tyra scowled after reading Linzy's SMS message. His boss at the strip joint where he works. Yes. She works as a stripper.

she asked. I looked at Nate and used my eyes to beg him to intervene. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Tyra, I was still processing all the shit that had just happened with her and Zach. I know she was raised to be a Luna and she had a hard life, but she was a damn snob 90% of the time. “Yeah we don’t really know anything yet. We have to wait until we learn what our funding is and all that. We have meetings all week,” Nate said.

they said together before Moira stepped out. "Trajan! Bonded to Moira Leary, daughter of Alpha Darren Leary and Luna Fallon Leary," Moira yelled to the crowd. The applause began with the announcing of Trajan's name and quickly grew. She beamed at the people gathered and gestured for those behind her on the stage to come forward.

Summer brought unexpected visitors. Riley was working in her home office when the doorbell rang. Luna got there first, always eager to answer the door despite being repeatedly told not to. "Someone here!" she announced. Riley opened the door to find a woman in her early forties, well-dressed and vaguely familiar. "Can I help you?" "Are you Riley Armani? Riley Chen Armani?" "Yes. And you are?" "My name is Victoria Moore. I'm Tiara's older sister."

I say and she nods. “So, the charity wins another million dollars and I get to choose who to spend my time with. Seems fair to me,” I let out and she nods. After the auction ends, I am standing next to Moore as he looks at his phone. His smile disappears, and he looks at me with tears in his eyes. “Miranda and Tatum are in trouble,” he lets out, and everything else around me disappears. All I can think about now is how Tatum is in trouble. Where the fuck is she?