Familia Tygara

I am so excited to be bringing my very first characters to publication. Not Since You is the first of 14. Six years ago I began writing Maleck Treyvano and introduced his God Daughter S’Niah Murielle Tygara. S’Niah came as a variation of one of my dearest friends who has a daughter named Sanayah. I created my first paranormal shifter family and through the years have amassed an ungodly amount of pages. When I began Sin she was a young wiccan were. One day I hope to give her Wiccan Chronicals. I never thought I’d bring her to publication, especially with all new material. For Sin I have around two thousand pages. I would sit for days and go through them and become overwhelmed. Finally I decided to keep the crucial parts that led her to the young adult woman she is now. I kept the bad parts of her personality and included personal growth. I am so pleased at how Not Since You turned out. The rekindled romance takes place over a weekend 🙂 The following stories will show more of the Tygara dynamic. 

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think to write only one solitary female in a large group of males! I like to think part of her early life deviance stems from being over protected and suffocated by too much testosterone.

Let Me introduce the Family Members. These models are not mine and rights do not belong to me, they share attributes that remind me of each character.

Sin “Tygara” Donovan and Mason Donovan












Kavar Tygara











Jaxvair Tygara








Roarke Tygara








Valerian Tygara











Santiago Tygara











Stephan Tygara











Trenton Tygara











Demarq Tygara












Troy Tygara











Samuel Tygara












Reina ‘Socorro’ Tygara Samuel’s Mate












Mineah  De’ Lafuente












Love is Worth Fighting For




Blurb: A moment of reckless passion changed S’Niah Donovan’s life. As her family’s healer, she’s coveted, and as the only female in three generations, she’s overprotected. Personal tragedy takes her faith and hope in one fell swoop, unfairly harming the one man who’s brought nothing but joy to her darkened life.

Mason Donovan loves two things, music and his mate. The complicated woman wove an unbreakable spell around his heart and then shattered it with her desertion. No longer human, unable to leave her as she did him, he sticks around, in the shadows, learning his new craft and how to tame his beast. Three years later, enough is enough. He now plans on using every trick of magic to bring his wayward mate back into his life




“S’Niah Murielle Donovan.”

Her name and the loud banging on the door broke apart their conversation. Sin looked at Reina and groaned.

“Well, I guess you have your answer.”

Reina dinged it right on the dot. Chaos erupted in her home. The sound of Havi bellowing added to Lyric’s voice saying her movie was over. Sin cast a surreptitious glance at the door, playing it off as if she didn’t know who was out there. Reina pinched her into action.


“Get to that door. I got the kids.” Reina darted into the playroom to handle Havi’s racket.

“Lyric, Auntie Reina will be in in a minute, okay,” Sin called out to her daughter as she headed to her front door, placing her hand on the knob and removing it. Would Mason go away if she pretended not to be home? She stepped back on her tiptoes.

“I don’t have time for games, S’Niah. I know you’re right on the other side of the door.”

He couldn’t possibly. Or had his senses picked up quite a bit more? Sin closed her hand around the knob and opened it up a sliver. “What do you want and how do you know where I live?”

“To talk…and I’ve always known.”

He sounded a bit angry and smelled better than the scone she’d devoured alongside Reina. “I have to feed the baby.”

“Hiding behind him still? Worked earlier, not this time. Let me in.”

“Mason Donovan, you have some nerve demanding I let you into my home.”

“I played things your way once before, Sin. Not again. You can open the door and let me in to talk like civilized adults or I can break it down and let myself in to talk at you uncivilized.”

Sin shut the door with force and wove an intricate ward with her dancing fingertips. Feeling rather smug with herself, she turned, her intention to finish her conversation with Reina after seeing to Havi.

Pinpricks of unease drifted down her spine, her tiger moving restlessly just under her skin, pacing. She sniffed at the smell of magic and turned back at the door to see her ward unraveling quickly. In an effort to keep Mason out, she called upon her best spell and began a second level to shield her from his presence.

“I could do this all night and the next day.” Mason’s voice rang with determination and a hint of arrogance.

Sin cracked her knuckles and sat on the floor Indian style. “Let’s see what you got, or did you forget you gained your magic from me?” Sparks fizzled in front of her. He danced a fine tune, dissolving layers of symbols. Each time he gained entry, she slammed him with another tighter woven ward and smirked though he couldn’t see it.

“You think that after a year of strategy with Roarke and Valerian I couldn’t disable a simple ward?”

“I don’t think it. I know it. You can barely keep up with my talent. You’re good…but I’m better.”

“Sin. I gave Havi a bottle and grabbed two more. Taking them over to my place,” Reina yelled.

“No. Wait. Reina.” Sin groaned.

“Problems? I’ll give you a handicap. As soon as the door shuts and she’s free. You have ten seconds to enable a new ward.”

Sin wasn’t a fool. Yeah, she needed the handicap. He’d grown in capabilities since she last saw him. “Deal.” Her palms sweated profusely. Her back screen door slammed shut, the sound resonating to her anticipating-audible sense. Rewriting the ward took a second longer than she anticipated. At each turn she stumbled to keep it moving, watching it stall on her and break apart into tiny fragments.

The door flew open with a spike of energy that sent shards of ice-cold unease rippling across her body. Mason stepped in and used telekinesis to slam the door shut behind him, and the entire time his scrutinized glare daring her to bolt, to give him a reason to chase.

Sin blinked in rapid succession and licked her dry lips. Her mouth went dry the moment she raked her gaze over his toned body decorated in new artwork. The white tee shirt stretched over his pectorals and the nipple rings he sported. Cargo pants encased his muscular thighs and side view of his ass she’d glimpsed briefly at the grocery store earlier. Now faced with all of him, desire coiled within her, waking the sleeping tiger she’d put into hibernation. On sensory overload, her breath came out in uneven spurts, mimicking her unsteady, palpating heartbeat.

Yeah, he enjoyed her discomfort. Run or stand my ground. There wasn’t time for bubble gum in a dish or some other childish game to help her come to a resolution.

“Boo.” He leaned forward, breaking her concentration.





About mahalia2010

Mother, Sister, Friend, Author

Posted on September 15, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. oohhh lala Hales! The guys are HOT! I loved the first book for your new series! Can’t wait until the next one comes out. OK WHEN?

  2. These guys are to die for!!! Where in earth do you find those hot pics? 🙂

    Love this storyline – rock on, girl!! xoxo

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