Willow And Tara Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

“What fiancé are you talking about? What the hell is going on? What am I missing here, Tara?” “Calm down,” I told her, while I wasn’t calm at all. I didn’t want to ruin their friendship because of our arrangement, but call me selfish, I also didn’t want to give up until I got what I wanted. “Care to explain?” Olive glared at us. “Or I will leave and never talk to you, Tara. What’s really going on?” “I was looking for a bride. Someone recommended—”

Tara ignited a fire in me. "You’ve walked through the worst scenarios, Lyra. You’ve faced gods. This… this is not the end,” She continued. “But what if I lose him, Tara?” I whispered aloud. My voice cracked. “What if I drive that blade into his heart and he never comes back?” "Then we bring him back. Together!” Tara assured, wagging her tail. "What would I have done without you," I teased, throwing on a cloak. "Unfortunately nothing!" Tara teased.

Tara nodded, and they walked side by side toward the stables. Joe watched their retreating figures, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. “They look like a perfect match.” Jack smirked. “He’s barely good enough for my sister.” As they reached the stables, Tara lowered her voice, glancing at Hunter. “Do you still want to marry me?” Hunter’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Of course. Do you not want to marry me?” Tara hesitated, her words faltering. “I do, but… after how we met…”

Tara said and questioned and I rolled my eyes. 'Are we really going to start on that? I've told you before, I don't need a prince charming. I'm fine just the way I am, especially now that I have a family.' I told her sternly. "Are you trying to convince me or yourself? Don't forget Evelyn, I'm your wolf and we're fused together, I'm a part of you so you can't lie to me as much as I can't lie to you. You want your own prince charming, you want one just like Elsie's. We've escaped the beast and that hellish place so we're finally allowed to dream freely. Imagine what our prince charming will be like and fantasize about him because I'm pretty sure we'll meet him soon." Tara teased and I decided

“I wanted to have him. Wanted to be bedded by him. To chain him, make him my slave. Have him fucked me all day and night.” Then, her voice darkened. Her lashes lifted and the wistfulness in her eyes vanished. “Until I saw Aria step into the stream, joining him.” Tara’s breath turned ragged. “They had been meeting in secret. Aria and him. A goddess and a mere mortal, hiding beneath moonlight while I watched them fuck and bathe together from above, unaware.” Tara scoffed quietly, some spark of defiance in her tone returning. “Sounds a little hypocritical. You lust after a mortal, but when your sister falls for one, it’s a crime?”

We all get busy doing everything we can to make Tara’s day perfect. She is my Beta and best friend. She deserves the best. Timmon is an incredible Gamma; he stood by me at my lowest, and I’m so glad the moon goddess paired him with Tara. They are perfect for each other. I believe that the goddess doesn’t make mistakes, though she and I may need to discuss my mating with Kosta. Yes, I chose him, but she made me love him from an early age.