Angel Layla Novels & Stories

Layla pushes him off and turns to him with anger in her eye's as she stands from the bench. Suddenly everything and everyone around me begins moving in slow motion and I look to Layla again to see her eyes have gone silver and a blue fire like energy lingers around her. I am momentarily shocked at the sight before me. My Layla, the Layla from the past was nothing more than a low level witch who could never possess powers such as these. The air gets chiller and I begin to sense danger. I look around and see that Lorie like the others is also moving in slow motion.

Cody nonchalantly cast a glance over his shoulder. “I gotta agree with Bennett on this, Murph. The woman is out of her element, and I’ll eat my f**king keg tap if she’s got any real experience as a Domme.” “Better give us the basics on her,” Sully added. The big man stroked his fingers through his long black beard and looked at each one of them in turn, but spoke to Ben. “I told you. Angel is a friend of Layla’s. She’s here to see if this type of club would be a good fit for her.”

And then Xavier stepped forward and said, "All hail to the chain breaker, the Wulfblood bride, Luna Nadia of the Wulfblood clan!" "Hear! Hear!" all the other alphas cheered. The rest of the Weres howled, then lowered to their knees in a bow. Nadia's eyes blurred with tears. When she raised her eyes to meet Angel's, he was smiling down at her. "Well, you did say you wanted me, right?" he muttered sheepishly. Nadia giggled despite her mood. Angel threw his head back, pushing his chest out, and howled. The alphas joined in.

Her skin is fucking glowing, her eyes have found a new shine, the color is still black pitch, but with a sparkling of crystals, her body is gently lifting in the air. What the fuck is happening to her? “Allaya!” I utter while trying to reach out to her. “I am not Allaya Edwards, I am Allaya Morgan, daughter of Justin Morgan and Aria Belmont. I did not die, I didn’t! I am very much alive.” She spokes, her voice sounding like music, but with a tint of animosity. Allaya Morgan? The daughter of my uncle and the vampire female? Landon’s sister? My eyes widened even more at the glorious scene progressing before our eyes. If I would have ever tried to imagine how a goddess looked like, it would hav

Nigel's voice comes off again. " It is. Right now I need to get to that woman before she runs off " I said into the phone before disconnecting the call and hurrying down the stairs. As soon as Layla caught sight of me, she looks down. Reaching her, I snake a hand down her lower back and faced the red head who stopped talking as soon as she saw me next to Layla. " Oh hello Mr DeAngelo" she greets like she knew me " I was just trying to have a conversation with your girlfriend here till you came back. Rumor has it that she's your girlfriend. She's a very beautiful one "

My life is as boring as boring gets. She stepped back. ‘’I’ll get some ointments for her injury. You can’t wear your band over your scraped fingers.’’ I tightened my jaw as I watched her walk out. Everyday I was losing more and more restraints. I may be running out of my mind, but I had to figure this out for the sake of my sanity. Layla was the goddess’ priest. I had connived with Isabella and set her up, leading to her demise. What if she was reincarnated by the goddess to make me pay for stealing the Alkali drum and killing her priestess?

From the lady's look, I suspected that she was the mistress in charge, and so I followed behind Christine until I stood before the mistress. "And who might you be?" The mistress asked me as she tried to distance herself away from me. "I'm Layla..." I said with an excitement in my tone, smiling so broadly one would ask what was the cause of the ecstasy within me. "I want to serve here" I said to her I watched as the mistress looked at me, and then turned her gaze towards Christine who stood by her side, both of them looking so startled at the way I hit the nail on the head. "Is that so?" She asked me, looking at me from my head to my toe and also stretching her neck to see if she could have a

was all I could respond to, as I picked at the green vegetables in my bowl and took a bite. "I heard the Alpha went to that auction held in Barbara's club once, but he never picked anyone there," Layla continued. "Why?" Layla shrugged. "Maybe when he went there, no one piqued his interest. So basically, you're the first one from that club." "How do you know all of this?" I couldn't help but ask after noticing that Layla has a stronger aura than Gayle. Layla chuckled. "I'm his niece, and I handle everything related to his mistresses—dresses, makeup, making sure they know the rules, what to do and what not to do, and what to expect while living here."

June whispered in Layla's ear and she nodded. "She is cute if I look past the fact that she won't stop talking about sleeping beauty and snow white," Layla said and June laughed. Well, she was right, after all, her sister wasn't a fan of fairy tales, she was more of a paranormal person but she listened to Angel talk because she had taken a liking to the little girl. "I don't think she is a threat anymore June, She is just a little girl after all," Layla said and June was glad that she finally understood what she was trying to make her understand.

Tabitha tried to be supportive. "No, I think he is." Layla pulled on the bottom of her tunic. "Oh! That's harsh for a mate." Tabitha laughed. "Tab, he is not my mate." Layla said solemnly. Tabitha's jaw dropped. "What do you mean? How do you know?" Layla scanned the area for any eavesdroppers and pulled Tabitha close to her. "I already have a mate," she whispered. Tabitha scoffed, "yeah, Alistar."