Darling Haley Novels & Stories

HAYLEY "Will you marry me, Hayley Marie Basco?" Those words kept ringing in my mind as I tried to think of what I have done in the past to deserve this situation. Few days ago, my long-time boyfriend Harold Wilton proposed to me and I said yes to him. His charming smile was still vivid to me as he reached for my lips and kissed me in front of the people who had witnessed our love for each other. We were already planning our wedding. But, guess what?

"What, who could that be? I frown. It's early for a visitor and we never get visitors even if it's not early. The only person who usually comes is Danna and I'm sure she's still asleep right now. I walk to the door with Oliver in my arms and open it. "Yes?" a tall man in a suit with neatly combed hair stares at me. He looked like an executive. "Can I help you?" "Hazel Mason," he says. "Yes, it's me..." I say with reservation, intimidating his serious look and he's too erect to be normal, reminds me of....

I murmer to her under my breath. I am carrying her up the gravel driveway to a large home in an affluent neighborhood near Houston, when she begins to stir. “Gabe?” she asks in a barely audible whisper. “Shhhh.” I hush her before she loses consciousness again. The old woman, Dana, opens the door and the fear at seeing me delivering her ‘precious cargo’ personally, is palpable. Normally, the task would have been delegated to one of the operators under my employ. Given the fact that I trust the hunter as far as I can toss him, I will be seeing to it that the delectable creature in my arms is not subject to the hunter’s atrocities.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

If he refused, I would make sure the board of directors heard about his 'unstable' home life. Just then, Hailey appeared at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a deep emerald green silk dress. It was one of her own designs—elegant, structured, but with a hint of something soft. She looked beautiful, but she looked fragile. The sleeping medicine Evans had been pumping into her was still visible in the slight heaviness of her eyelids. I stepped forward, ignoring Evans entirely. I met her at the bottom of the stairs and reached out, taking her hand. Her skin was cool. She flinched for a split second before remembering her manners.

“Yes, I have… the flight went fine.” “Oh, good. And is Halle behaving? she's there too?… do you want me to put your dad on?” Alix stretched her arm across the table, thrusting the phone toward me. I snatched it from her hand. “Hi, Mum.” “Hey, Halle… what are you doing at Charles place? That dinner was supposed to be a romantic reunion for the two of them!” “Mr. Damon invited—” I started, a migraine threatening to form.

Huge crystal chandeliers poured warm golden light over the room, and the long tables were piled with delicacies and strong liquor. I sat on the high throne, slowly swirling a glass of scarlet wine in my hand. I wore a dark red battle armor, my long hair tied up high, my face cold and devastatingly beautiful. Below the platform, Alphas and nobles from every pack lined up to offer me their highest respect. "The Wolf King of the West presents a pair of Millennial Herbs in celebration of Alpha Female Selene’s return." Just then, a commotion rose at the doors of the hall. "Let me in! I am Selene’s mate! Who dares to stop me?!"

I replied. Tristan is a real good-looking boy wearing his suit. He looks like a prince and he really resemble his father. “But, you’re a part of our family honeypie. You should come with us.” He insisted. I looked at him once I’m done fixing his suit. I combed his hair using my fingers. “My honeypie is really handsome!” I said, trying to stop him from pleading for me to come with them. “Come on, Angela. You should come with us.” Ma’am Haley suddenly appeared wearing a pink dress with gold flowers embellishments spiced up with some pearls on her neck. She looks simple yet gorgeous at the same time.

And Haley Sterling, the worst singer in the universe, holding everything together with pink light and pure, magnificent chaos. The compass pointed downward, steady and warm. In the egg chamber, Haley hummed. And far below the crystallized floor, the First Dreamer discovered the concept of chocolate and trembled with delight.

Darcy flipped it open and saw the headlines which showed a picture of Gale and a woman inside the car and the woman was clinging to him like a koala. And the caption was “ Gale Harris the CEO of Harris International who had just moved to Michigan a few months back was spotted being cosy with his girlfriend inside his car late at night near the Havana club.” Although the face of the woman couldn’t be seen Darcy knew it was her and her face turned red but she heaved a sigh of relief because Gale had wrapped a jacket around her and her dress was not visible and so no one would recognize her. She was grateful to Gale for being so thoughtful but at the same time her heart ached because she had l