Calla Hayes Novels & Stories

“We do not make a habit of waiting for anyone, Hayes. Especially not when the future of Grayson Holdings is on the table.” Hayes picked up the folder in front of him and opened it, scanning the first page without any visible concern. “I am aware of the stakes,” he replied evenly. “Which is exactly why I am here. And I am not alone.” He turned slightly toward Ysa, keeping one hand along the back of her chair. “This is Ysa. My wife. She sits beside me. She hears everything that is said. She has a voice in this room. That is not up for debate.”

"You told me to keep an eye on Ellis Designs. Maya texted me ten minutes ago. Daniel Hayes just walked into the lobby." Raphael’s jaw clenched so tight a muscle jumped in his cheek. "What is he doing there? Claire isn't even in the city." "He knows that," Ethan sighed. "He dropped off a massive bouquet of flowers on her desk. Peonies. Maya said they were huge." Raphael stopped breathing. The air in the bedroom suddenly felt freezing. Peonies. They were Claire's absolute favorite flower. They were impossible to find in this season, which meant Hayes had special ordered them. It meant Hayes was paying very close attention to her.

“Hey…” I offered her a short smile. “Hi.” “Do you know if the first class is already over? I lost my calendar, it was a hassle finding this place.” She rolled her eyes, panting. “I actually just got here too but I don't think the first class has even started.” I answered and she seemed relieved. “Thanks. I'm Julie Hayes by the way.” “Nyra Meyers.” “Are you coming to the mate dance tonight?” I raised a brow at her, wondering what she was saying and also growing tired of the conversation. I simply wanted to be left alone.

He raised his small hand, tapping the paper with his index finger, and then looked back at his mother. "A... a puppy?" Hayes guessed cutely, his little lisp making the word sound incredibly endearing. "Papa buy Hayes a puppy?" Adrian burst into a loud, booming laugh that echoed through the glass panels of the conservatory, his broad shoulders shaking against Lydia’s side. Lydia couldn't help but laugh along with him, a bright, musical sound that filled the entire garden pavilion. She leaned down, pressing a warm, lingering kiss against Hayes’s chubby cheek, her heart completely overflowing with a deep, consuming affection for her son’s innocence.

Hayes was rancid as he recalled the unpleasant event that occurred at the early hours of that day. His face bunched with repine and his friend asked him a question, “What is Alexa up to? Didn’t the other Shareholders get absorbed under her wing? It’s not like they pose a substantial threat to her ascension”. Hayes kept quiet, as if he was ruminating over something in his mind before he spoke. “I know how cunning and desperate she can get. She may not have counted the possibility of an outsider’s intrusion but I know her, she’ll come up with a counter measure to fill up the gaping hole punctured into her plans” He spoke with surety, his expression only gravely decaying the more as he admitted

"I should get going, maybe Kane will enjoy these with me." Hayley held up the basket. "I honestly don't know why you still put up with Davina." "Because sometimes revenge isn't sweet." Carrie scoffed, "save the monk talk, you need to kick some ass." "I hope when I do that to you, you don't complain." "I'll see you around," Carrie said walking off. When Hayley got to the house, she went up to Kane's room with the basket she got.

She ran her fingers through her hair with a sigh but the moment looked so breathtaking, she was a model of course, I would expect her composures to be nothing but perfect. "You really know how to put on a show" I whisper more to myself, but Camila heard and her head snapped toward me in the swiftest and calmest way. "You really know how to use our words don't you Camorra?" she asks with a witty smile, batting her lashes, almost in slow motion. "I have no idea what you mean" I defend trying to hide my smile behind a glass of water. "Is that right?" Camila asks letting her eyes roam over my face casually. "You have a meeting with Clair in precisely ten minutes" she says getting up from her cha

The dress is lacy with long sleeves, scoop neck, studded with crystals till the waist, and flows down the floor from the waist. A long train is trailing behind the dress and it is so beautiful, Thea couldn't move her eyes away from it. "You like this one?" Darius approached from behind and looked at the dress she liked "Isn't it pretty?" She asked with aww. "You are the prettiest thing I can see here" he teased Thea. She blushed a pretty shade of pink. Darius groaned " that blush" he muttered. "I wish I could have my way with you now" he whispered hoarsely.

Her beautiful eyes widened and kept winking, as if she were hoping to find out some secrets on the faces of the two men. “Hailey, let me introduce you. This is Lex Gunther from Thousand Miles Conglomerate.” Alex pulled her over and introduced him. He then introduced Lord Lex to Hailey, and said, “Lord Lex, This is my godsister, Hailey Lawson, who is also the owner of Belle Blossom.” Lex smiled as he said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lawson.” He even shook Hailey’s hand, which surprised Hailey even more. Just then, some officials arrived at the salon, led by the captain of the Ministry of Crime in California — Tony Lee.

She could feel something coming from the pup, as if it were reaching for her. She smiled. “What’s your name, pup, and how old are you?” “My name is Carter, and I’m thirteen.” They stood swaying side to side with Carter’s arms wrapped lightly around Leah’s waist. He was the same height as Leah, but she could already tell he would be well over six feet tall once he stopped growing. He had dark hair and blue eyes that were reminiscent of Ray and Francesca, and she had a suspicion that he was related as well, but she didn’t know how.