Willow Tara Buffy Novels & Stories

Slowly his eyes opened, and he looked up hazily at his sister. "Kitty? Oh hey, you're back already..." "Already? I've been out all day!" Tara huffed. William rubbed his eyes and sat up, though he kept his hand where it was. He was looking there intently. "So... what did they say?" "Oh, the usual. Eat right, exercise, brush my teeth. But then I had to take off my shirt and... well..." "Well?" "Well, they found this," Tara stood up and lifted her loose shirt. There, amid her toned and slim midsection, was the slightest curve just below her navel. A little bump even? William touched her gently, running his hand over his sister's belly while looking up at her.

ONE YEAR BEFORE It was the week before Tara’s birthday, and even though she wasn’t quite at the official mating age yet, she was still totally excited about the event. Tara would be turning 20, and as always, it was a chance for the three of us to celebrate together. We spent nearly every moment of that week planning her birthday. It wasn’t going to be anything fancy, just a small cake at Tara’s home with her family, and then we’d head out for a girls' night. Simple, but perfect.

“She sees your boy, Sasha. His shard, his blood—she’s taking it all.” The voices scream—Kill her. My claws twitch, my eyes blazing red. “You’re not touching me,” I growl, stepping forward. “Or Sasha.” “Jerry, don’t!” Sasha says, grabbing my arm, her voice quick. “She’s trying to trick you, like Morgana wants.” Tara laughs, her eyes cold. “You’re weak, Sasha,” she says. “You think you’re family? You’re a hunter. Always will be.” “Shut up!” Sasha yells, her voice cracking, charging at Tara. Their knives clash, sparks flying in the rain, but Tara’s faster, kicking Sasha into some crates. Wood breaks, and Sasha groans, hitting the ground.

I really need to find the time to go for a haircut, I’m starting to look unkept. I stroll quickly through the empty kitchen. The Omega wolves that cook for us all have finished cleaning up and have the evening to themselves. ‘Ahh’ Tara jumps from behind a big freezer taking me completely by surprise. ‘Fuck. Tara. I could have hurt you.’ I scold her lightly, fully aware of how hard my heart is hammering against my rib cage. She looks me in the eye and laughs. ‘Sure Silas. Before or after you have a heart attack.’ She flips her shoulder length brown hair and turns to walk away. I grab her by the wrist and pull her back to me. ‘The only thing that’s going to give me a heart attack is your blata

“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.

It looks like a cabin and I have my own beautiful yard which I have planted with different beautiful flowers, it’s my favourite place to read a book and have a coffee. I am Beatrix by the way, people who know me call me Bea. I am 26 years old and was born and brought up in this town of WillowRidge. My mother decided to divorce my dad when I was 2 years old and left us. We never saw her after that. My Dad loved me to the moon and back. He worked hard to raise me. He was always present for all my sports, recitals, parent meetings and still managed to work full time to provide for us.

But something was off about today and Jimmy would know how to get her out of this funk. As Tara drove out of the school parking lot, Elle saw the same wolf sitting behind that fence again. Closer up now, she could see scars from previous battles. “Do you see that?” She asked. But by the time Tara asked, “Huh? What? Where?” the wolf had disappeared from sight again. “Nothing. Never mind.” Elle shook her head. Tara gave her a sideways glance. “You are acting so weird today.” She teased. Elle shrugged. “I feel weird today.”

“I’ll give you what you need from here. Check your phone. I just sent you a picture of the lady you’ll be searching for. Her name is Lupa Blackwood. She is 5’4 and she loves collecting architecture. Try not to piss her off so that she’ll agree to help us. She doesn’t care about humans anymore than you do. Just like all werewolves she loves coming out at night. So the perfect time to track her is at night. Here’s a bracelet she gave me some decades ago. The scent of her on it is faint but if anyone could track a scent that faint it’d be you. So here you go. You can move at night today.” “Sure. Thanks.” “You know building a hybrid army for the future is not really that terrible of an idea.” Ta

Zoey asked. "I was just worried that I'd interrupt your writing. Also, they're not guests. This is Sherry, and that's Cecilia," Willow introduced. Zoey was stunned for a moment and asked, "Willow, is she your birth mother?" "Oh, she's not. She's Caspian's birth mother." Willow shook her head. At that moment, Willow felt slightly unsettled as she had not found her birth mother yet. Zoey was very surprised and hurried over to greet Sherry and Cecilia.

When Tara entered on Xavier’s arm, with Sienna on her other arm, the crowd fell into a hush of admiration. “You look beautiful,” Xavier said lowly, almost against his will. Tara glanced at him, surprised. “Thank you.” They danced, moving in perfect rhythm. When the song ended, Prince William appeared, bowing deeply. “May I?” he asked Xavier, who stepped aside reluctantly. As they danced, William’s voice dropped. “There’s no mistake. You are of Hasteria. I can feel it. You're my aunt's daughter ” “ I need to talk to you about that, but not today. My husband will seek for you ” Tara's voice also dropped