Calla Hayes Novels & Stories

Ben Carter was letting out a breath he seemed to have been holding for five minutes when the door to the tac-center burst open again, this time with a pneumatic hiss and a cloud of perfume that smelled aggressively of cherry blossoms. “Oh. My. God! This place is so sterile!” Hailey announced, striding in, her high heels clicking like machine-gun fire on the laminate. She was holding a tablet encased in pink glitter. “It’s like… cyberpunk, but with good lighting! We have to do a photoshoot. The fans would die.” Jack felt a migraine bloom behind his left eye. “Hailey, this is a secure facility.” “Exactly! It’s ‘exclusive content’!” she beamed, completely ignoring the room full of hardened kill

"Hello?" An elderly voice came through the speaker. "Is… Is this Rose?" I paused. "Yes, this is Rose. May I ask who's calling?" "I'm… Hunter's mother." I fell silent. "Mrs. Hayes, is there something you need?" "Could… Could we meet?" she pleaded. "I'm begging you." After a moment's hesitation, I agreed. … We met at a coffee shop. Hunter's mother, Michelle, looked even older than I had imagined. Her hair had turned completely white. She wore plain clothes, and the light in her eyes was gone.

Keller clicked the link with casual boredom, expecting another anonymous tip about insider trading at a pharmaceutical firm or an offshore tax shelter. The attachment rendered on his forty-inch high-resolution monitor. It was a telephoto shot, slightly grainy around the edges from the coastal fog, but the subjects in the center were in razor-sharp focus. Tobias Hayes—the notoriously reclusive, ice-cold chief executive of Hayes International—was crouched beside a low classroom table in what looked like a rural elementary school. His designer sweater was covered in glitter. He was looking across the table at a dark-haired woman whose face was tilted in radiant, breathless laughter. Clustered b

It just wasn’t enough. He walked over. “Here,” he said, pulling the staff and robe from his inventory. Hayley blinked. “What’s this?” “Upgrade.” She took the staff, then the robe, and her expression changed as she read through the stats properly. “…these are rare.” “Yeah.” Hayes leaned over slightly. “Well that’s nice. Meanwhile I’m over here built like a wall with emotional damage.” “You’re just a wall,” Hayley said, slipping the robe on. “No emotional range to damage.”

I cannot humiliate myself like this. But of course, my luck was not on me today. “Ella? Ella Lattone, is that you?” His sultry voice was coming into my eardrums like I was being caressed by it. I turned slowly as Daisy was arching her eyebrows at me before I glared at her. She rolled her eyes before I turned to look at Hayes. Cameron Hayes, the cold man of WWF. Which happened to be my boss and my crush once upon a time.

She can't even remember the last time, she sits with her parents at their dining table. Remembering back to the old days, Cassandra always kept a smile and she was always with little Hayley in the garden. Along with the white roses' death, was Cassandra's happy nature. Since then, Hayley received cold treatments and when Cassandra smiles, it is not even half as happy as before.

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

Niel said to her. "Oh, right. Fairly speaking, I forgot to ask for your name. See how old and forgetful I am?" The lady still joking and at that, Haylee too finally realized that she did not introduce herself yet earlier. "My name is Haylee Johnson," Haylee said. Madam Rosella just smiled at her, taking a cup of tea from the table and pushing it into her hands. Then she beckoned Haylee to take a sip. "She's my mate," Niel said brazenly, intending to joke with his grandmother. But that statement almost made Haylee spill the tea that she tried to drink.

“Hey is everything alright?” Vanilla asked her big brother setting the table for dinner. “Yeah, I'm good, is Hayes back from his session?” he changed the topic, helping her. “Yes and no, his wanna-be girlfriend Kaia was here so he came to get her and left with her. He just sent me a text saying he wasn't coming home tonight,” she explained. Rémy shook his head and headed upstairs to freshen up. What at all did Hayes see in that bitch?

he smirks and start his car. He goes to flower shop to buy rose flower bouquet... he takes it and turns to go for his car.. but he bumps to one girl... girl: " can't you see... have you kept your eyes on your head or what?? " Hayden: " hello miss it's you... who came in my way... and how dare you to raise your voice upon me.. do you know who am I..?? " girl: " who are you.. it is nothing to do with me.. more over you should be lucky to bump to a beauty like me.. you are so handsome.. I am forgiving you... "