روايات وقصص ضمن Who Does Tara End Up With In Dance Academy

Her destiny, so to speak, and whichever brother she chose to date, to move into a serious relationship with, he’d join her destiny. Sebastian? Or Darcy? Which one? Sakura fell asleep with the two brothers’ names in her mind, and though she didn’t know it, she had a smile on her face as she drifted off. *** Tara marched through the door of the restaurant with her temper fuming hot. Behind her, Ray said, “Hey, calm down, will you?” Tara turned and snapped, “Don’t tell me to calm down. Have you any idea what I’ve been through today? Having to watch that bitch being praised by not only Mr. Tachibana, but the Princeton brothers, too.”

I was too busy wiping my mouth and trying to ignore the bitter taste. “No, please excuse me,” I said and placed the glass on the table. She stared at me for a while and shrugged and began dancing. I watched her for a while and walked away. She was only in small bum shorts and a bra with sneakers. I didn't know she was this wild. I knew Skylar was wild, but this Tara girl was the worst. I glanced back one more time and found her dancing with two shirtless men. They were smoking and sharing with her.

His face looks happy now unlike earlier. “Uncle.” A familiar man’s voice greeted the despicable man in front of me. I waited until the newly arrived man came into my view. I want to see the face of my so called fiancé. “Mark?” I was shock to see him hugged Mr. Avila. Is he his nephew? “Hi there, Tiara. I’m your fiancé.” said Mark Mendoza. I can’t believe he is related to Mr. Avila. What a small world!

“I don’t know his name is to be honest. We talked, like, once at the welcome party. And now he’s being kinda... crazy," "Ha-ha, yeah, I know what you mean," I agreed. The poor girl must be horrified, being chased around by that creep. "You're Blake, right?" she said suddenly, her bright blue eyes studying my face intently. She knows my name? "Yeah. And you're… Tara," Tara smiled in response. Actually, I saw her around a few times in welcome week. I did hear a bunch of guys in the team liked her, including Chuck, obviously. The rumor was that she’s from Texas and she was a model or something like that.

People began moving toward the dance floor. A warm hand touched her lower back. She turned. And it was Kendrick. He extended his hand. “Let me have this dance.” Zara hesitated. For some reason, her gaze flickered to Ace’s almost instinctively. He met her stare, his expression unreadable, except for the slight clench of his jaw. The same man who could charm an entire room now looked like he wanted to break something. Whatever light had been in his eyes during the solo dance was gone as he adjusted his tie roughly.

, this was very confusing. “It would definitely work. It really suits your situation. You have the baby first, take over the company and still stay single. Why don't we go see her first before you make a decision. She'll be at the Santos bar. Come on, let's go see her. Trust me my friend Tara is special and highly admired. You'll like her.” David said. We finished our drinks and were off to the bar where we met up with the lady David was talking about.

He asked, falling to his knees. "Funny how your misfortune started long ago, long before now," Tiara mocked. "Your misfortune started the very day you decided to get married to Vanessa and make her your Luna," "We both know that I never meant for all of that to happen. You know that I had no other choice but to dance to their tune, my pack was at stake," he disagreed. "You should have been a man, Edwin!" Tiara yelled at him. "Did you think that the Luna who fated us was stupid? Do you think that she lacked the wisdom to set things?" She asked, closing the gap in-between them.

"You let her wear the family crest. You had her in our bed. You had her get the same tattoo as me. And you're telling me it was all just a game?" "Zora, let me explain—" "No," I held up a hand, stopping him. "I don't want to hear it. Because nothing you say changes one simple fact." I stopped right in front of him, looking up into his eyes. "You chose her over me. When our lives were on the line, in a hail of bullets, you chose to protect a nightclub dancer and let your fiancée die." "That was an accident! I was—" "You were perfectly calm," my voice was like a razor blade. "Calm enough to make a choice. And your choice told me everything I needed to know."

I meant it as a sincere question but cringed at the harsh tone portrayed. “Well, Tara, I actually need your help,” replied Dustin. “It’s just that all of the wedding arrangements have been made and I need you to help me cancel everything.” “Yeah, I’ll help with whatever you both need.” God you are really testing my strength right now. Please help me through this.

Tracy must be really popular, I reasoned within myself. I spotted Kennedy near the bar, fussing over something with the bartender, his face creased with worry. "Kennedy," I called, walking over and touching his arm. "We agreed to let me and Lolita handle this. You should dance with Tracy. She's been looking for you." He looked torn, glancing between the bar and where Tracy stood laughing with Sandy. "Go," I urged. "I've got this." "Thank you, Tara." He squeezed my shoulder gratefully before disappearing into the crowd.