Angel Layla Novels & Stories

Ava stopped and looked down on her phone. “S-sir?” she asked confused. “Go into the closet, I left something behind the door for you,” Zane told her. Ava squirmed on the bed. She had been so close, and she thought she could make herself tumble over the edge if she just accidentally rubbed her clit. “Angel.” he demanded.

I asked her and, without stopping walking, she replied. “Yes, I died less than a week ago. Long story short, I said no to the egotistical Alpha Aaron. As a result, he rejected my as.s and sold me to Blake, who decided to hand me to that Demon-Wolf, Elijah. For whatever hell of a reason, he killed me — maybe a virgin damn sacrifice; who knows why he chose me to be his victim,” Angeline shook her head. “Virgin?” Stormy barked in my mind, a wolfish grin forming on his muzzle.

_________ Lyca" “Anistela she was the one who helped me to build a room like this and in return, I helped her to talk to the king of hell. Because she wants to live again after centuries have passed and according to her, she will wake up at the right time, And I will know if the person is what she has been waiting for. I guess you already have an idea. The flying angel said. “Seriously the one that she was waiting for, the one who could open the door of this room without any help to all of you?” I said mocking.

I asked with another threatening yell, and she was visibly shaken. “I’m Layla..Layla, Layla Luther,” she stuttered and I frowned. What was the moon goddess trying to do? No way a Lutheran could be my mate.

Without a doubt, it was the weird presence I’d felt coming from the forecast that’d spiked my worries and triggered my anger against Castle for having left her behind and unattended. Rogue wolves were always known to play dirty, so I knew that if she’d actually approached the young man she’d seen, he would’ve forcefully sought to claim her even if it meant causing her harm in the process, especially on seeing how breathtakingly gorgeous she was. But of course, as usual, the moon goddess had undoubtedly proven that Layla was meant for me alone by ensuring that I’d run into her right on time, before she’d succeeded on approaching the strange young man she’d spoken of.

Ayanda said, hugging her friend and then dashing out of the room. These girls. I love them too much to get mad at them. Gia thought to herself, heading to her closet to get shoes and jewellery to match the outfit she had just picked. ~~~~ Aly stood at the door with a bottle of wine in her hand, feeling nervous. It had been too long since her last visit to Bazyli's place. The last time she was here, things felt so right. She was just about to ring the bell again when the door suddenly opened. Whoa, he looked even better than she remembered! His hair was still damp and a little longer than before.

my voice was barely audible. “Aurora,” Diana called, “You shouldn’t be harsh.” “You should take another room in the North Wing, I and Layla are staying in our room,” Aurora said and walked away with her maids and guards following behind her. “Who ….. Who….. Who ... .is Layla?” I asked as I stared at Aurora. “Layla is Indigo and Elijah’s daughter,” Travis answered and I nodded my head. “Do you know what time Mother…. Queen Roopa will face punishment?” A lump formed in my throat at the thought of it.

"Derrick is sending warriors to search for you. You're being hunted and....." "Just stop!" I yelled with teary eyes. Each stupid reveal of his were things I already knew, things that almost cost me my life. Things that wanted me dead and gone. Things that called for just one solution - revenge. In a flash, all my hurt turned to a mixture of fear and anger. I desperately wanted to make Freya burn, and make Derrick beg me for his life. But what I wasn't sure of was if I was ready for war, yet. Cian watched me closely. “This is your chance, Layla. Are you still willing to take it?"

If everyone believes Layla they would all kill me. I blame the moon Goddess for all this. If it wasn't for her none of this would be happening. It's all her fault and I have to leave like this for the rest of my life. I had to leave in a lie, A very painful lie. "No Lalya please don't do this. You know I love you. You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you willingly. " I sobbed begging her. " I don't care what you would do Angie. The only thing I care about is being the Luna. If I can't be the Luna, no body can. Not even you Angelina." Her face glowered angrily.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.