Alyah Chanelle Scott Novels & Stories

I shake my head and sink back into the seat as my fingers move across the keypad. ME: I'm not telling you about Dan until you tell me what happened with your girls. The text is quick to change from delivered to read, and the three dots appear at the corner of the screen. A pouting face glares at me from across the screen before a new text comes in. ALIYA: Her name is Chloe. ME: Give me the details, bitch! I laugh at my text, knowing Aliya will curse me for it. "Surprised to see you here. " I lift my eyes from the screen to see Emerson standing by the door with a smug smile pressed to his lips.

“Well then, shall we read the next one?” Somewhat holding his breath, as JK is on the edge of his seat and eagerly with the budding fear is waiting for the next character that Kyle is going to toy for him. Kyle then smiles, as the ice pen writes the characters and symbol of the known primal Goddess. As he in an almost whispering way, said. “Alliah Leiz Sandoval.” Alliah. The daughter of the God that they three are serving, but they both are betraying. All for their greater desire, that lies and falls to the persons that importance is everything into this world and book.

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she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Sean was taken aback when he heard Sliva refer to Alyssa as "Ms. Alexa" Could Alyssa possibly be the internationally renowned cream of the crop in the jewelry design world, Alexa herself?

Ayla: My name is Maria Ayla. My loved and closed ones call me Ayla. I'm 20 years old and I'm 5'3". I'm from Chennai, South India. Currently pursuing my BE at Mumbai. My dad is super cool and mom is sweet but strict at times and I have one annoying little brother Riyo. He maybe younger than me but always acts as a older brother. I have lots of friends but only 2 of them are I'm so close with. You all already know them I guess. I don't wanna bore you with that again.

If I was a bad person only a simple DNA test could end Khalan's entire career, but no, I am not a bad person, as much as Khalan deserves it, I am not capable of doing it. Who must be happy about this is Mike. That snake always tried to separate us, now he got Khalan all to himself. Good for him. I don't know what my problem is, why I still think about him. I need to occupy my mind with something or I am going to go crazy. "Girls lunch is ready." I announce and the two come running. Kayla got this habit of running around the house from Aaliyah. "Hey, no running." Picking Kayla up I put her on her chair, Aaliyah is already sitting down in her chair waiting for her plate.

he teased and Alessa rolled her eyes. “Now is not the time. I have questions.” “Listening.” “When was the last time you heard anything about Aliyah?” “Aliyah? It's been years. She doesn't work anymore.” Jaxon replied and Alessa raised her brows. “What? Why?” “She got injured badly in an explosion. She lost her legs and... “ “So it's true?” Alessa cut him off. “Huh? What are you talking about?” “Did you know she had a daughter?”

Despite the hype and popularity of her clothing, Ayla never thought much of it. She picked out a floral Gucci bomber jacket, a black tube top, and skinny jeans. She paired her outfit with a Chanel slingback. “Perfect! My whole outfit screams luxe!” She looked satisfied with her outfit. She strutted out of her room with a classic Chanel flap bag. “Miss Ayla, you have scheduled filming of your latest design after your date with Madam Yu… Why are you…?” Her assistant nervously asked.