Aaleeyah Petty Novels & Stories

Just as I'm about to turn around to leave, Aaliyah rushes towards me with a huge smile on her face taking out her phone from her pink blazer pocket. "Oh my gosh I totally forgot to tell you!" She exclaims. "Guess who was on tv today!" "Um...Robert Downey Jr.?" I guess remembering how much she loves him. "Ugh I wish but no. It was Alexander Adair!" She grins her green eyes full of admiration and her tanned complexion glowing with love. I shake my head and smile at her new obsession. Ever since Aaliyah saw him on a magazine during her dentists visit, he's been her new crush. She kept those magazines of him and sent me pictures of him because she needed someone to gush to about her new crush.

A bucket of relief washes over my face, knowing I am not gay. Alex is really hot. She has been with me for the past couple of years as she didn't find her mate yet and, of course, no one would deny an Alpha. "Rough day?" She asks me sultrily. Oh, you have no idea. Worst day of my life.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

She, apparently is the daughter of an Alpha of a pack near by. Alec starts by showing us few advanced fighting and deflecting techniques with the sword and asks us to partner up and practice. 25 being an odd number, i was left alone with out a partner. Li offered me to switch with her partner. But i declined, its not fair for her. I ended up pairing with Alec. Alec is a good and patient teacher. Despite my many mistakes he laugh along with me and shows me the right way of doing it.

Alaya was a 20 year old girl, focusing on her passion. Her Muslim family used to live in Washington. At the age of 12 her mother died, leaving behind a new born brother. Alaya took care of her brother alone, leaving studies. Alaya’s father, Wasim Sheikh was a wealthy man, but became weak when his beloved wife left him. As he woke up from his depression, he realized that his business was facing loss. To support his business he instantly married a strong woman of Los Angeles, Angelina Parker.

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

She failed to see how that would be beneficial to anyone. “Our first pair, Emily from the beginners,” Coach Henderson started. She didn’t even have to look to know the Omega was a trembling mess. It was worse now with whatever spell had been cast on them. “And Ava.”

Hailey could only dare to call him uncle in front of her mother. When Ailany heard this, the tension on his face faded away. "Then I'm relieved with Mr. Hamilton by your side. Did you two get along well?" Hailey felt a little hot on her face. She nodded embarrassedly, "Yeah! Uncle Hamilton takes care of me very much." "That's good. Mr. Hamilton is also a very good person." After Ailany finished speaking, her phone rang, "Hailey, I need to answer a phone." Hailey thought that she was going to turn off the video. At this moment, a rather arrogant and confident figure was sitting in front of the camera. It was Aaliyah.

Two girls leaned toward her. “Oh my God, I love your hair color. Is it natural?” one asked eagerly. “Oh no, it’s dyed,” Angelique replied with a polite smile. “I need to meet your hairdresser,” the second girl said. “Don’t listen to her,” the first laughed. “Her mother would kill her if she tried that! Anyway, nice to meet you. I’m Aaliyah Al Sabah from Kuwait — my father’s an oil and petrol magnate. And this,” she gestured beside her, “is Princess Catherine of Gloucester. We’re both A-Class upper.”

Kai shakes his head. “That’s okay, Aletta. I haven’t been here in a few weeks, and they seemed to have missed me.” He says, ruffling their fur and growling playfully. The woman, Aletta, sighs in exasperation then smiles. “Come, children. The break is over, and it is still a school day!” She calls to sad howls from the five little pups. Kai chuckles then get down on his haunches in front of the sad bunch.