Evil Laura Novels & Stories

You started from a touch patch but it doesn't matter, they love you for who you are. Not beauty, not fame or money, but for you! Laura learnt that variable lesson and she's forever in debt to her family. Her real family!!!

It was pride and possession, a man trying desperately to protect his image and soothe his guilt, nothing more. How ridiculous. “You go ahead,” Laura suddenly said. She turned toward Victor with a soft smile. “I want to talk to Ava for a second.” But instead of walking toward me... she walked toward Anderson. My wolf narrowed her eyes immediately. Laura stopped in front of him with an apologetic expression so perfect it almost deserved applause. “Alpha Anderson,” she said quietly, “I know you hate Ava. I understand.” Her voice trembled delicately. “She did go to prison for five years for what she did.”

Her methods of meddling and manipulation were far more subtle, more integrative, more twisted. Laura wasn’t just messing with my life; she was messing with my mind. I stood up then. My stomach clenched and my legs were shaky. I hated her, but I was scared of her at the same time. I didn’t understand her. Vivienne and Ellie I understood. They were spoiled rotten and rich. Evil to the core. Born from a bad seed. But Laura was something else entirely. She was accomplished. Brilliant. Charismatic. She helped Stella find a fantastic oncologist. She was helping us so she could destroy us. She was a double-edged sword. A contrast. Two extreme opposite ends of a spectrum.

Laura looked at the five of them with anger in her eyes; she shouted: "Fucking bastards. What do you want?" Reana frowned; she had always disliked Laura. Reana sneered, saying sarcastically: "A hideous vampire." Then she walked over to Laura and squeezed her cheeks with great force: "You must feel lucky that you fell into our hands and didn't get killed. I really wanted to tear your body into hundreds of pieces when I heard you plan to harm Conal. So be careful with your mouth. You idiot." "Laura, we're bringing you here, and we want to know something. If you talk together, we won't hurt you." Phelan remained polite to talking to Laura. However, Laura was not like that; she struggled frantic

“In front of our allies. In front of the entire pack.” Laura slowly turned her head, the red mark already blooming across her face. “You tried to sell me,” she said, her voice low but steady. “Dress it up however you want, but that’s what it was.” Valencia's eyes blazed. “We tried to give you a place! A future! After everything you’ve done—after everything you ruined—” “I didn’t ruin anything!” Laura snapped. “You just wanted a version of me who smiled on command and obeyed like a good little puppet.”

I asked, daring myself to hope. Dante and I have little talks about her once in a while, and from the little he told me, Laura was far from being an angel, as her fans think so. She was more of a devil who bewitched and destroyed. His private investigator had been able to do some digging for hidden dirt and discovered that she and her father were affiliated with a mafia group. A fricken mafia group!

“ One of us just died, right after being tortured by the mistress, and now everyone is acting like it’s nothing big. What about Master Chris…” “ Valentina” “This way!” she hissed, practically yanking me through the narrow garden path. She grabbed me tightly until she shoved me into a cramped shed, slamming the door shut behind us. “ What the fuck…” “What the hell were you doing?” Laura demanded, her voice sharp but laced with fear. Her blue pupils stared into me, desperate for answers. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?” “I was just,” I stammered. “How could you say something like that?”

"Laura... The name means victory and I like starting the new chapter of my life on the right foot. With you around, let's accomplish great things together, shall we?" Unknown to Tynan, something magical happened the moment he said that. The man was happy to plug the new phone in for it to charge while he went for a shower but the phone flickered to life even with zero percent battery. On the screen, an image of a girl started to rub her eyes and look around. The girl had pink hair tied up with a bandana that was decorated with a cute skull. She wore a red tracksuit and looked very athletic. If anyone recognised her, they would know her as the Princess of the Dirt Track from five years ago wh

Unable to keep calm, I hollered in fury. “Don’t you ever dare to touch my people, Valerie!” My threat shifted up Valerie’s attention, so Alicia moved ahead and rescued weeping Laura. Her swollen cheek drove me crazy as I charged at Valerie. “How can you be even so heartless to hit a child like this, Valerie? Laura isn’t a maid to whom you can punish as you see fit.” Keeping my anger in check, I tried to knock some sense into Valerie’s dense head. But it turned out that there was only garbage instead of brain in her skull, as she scoffed off defiantly.

Her aura was absolutely compelling yet there was something about it, a sort of darkness, psychotic darkness. "What is it, Laura?" "I had imagined that you would be ripping their throats apart by now. Do you know how much I was hoping that you would send us the signal." "Turned out they were not as stupid as I thought." "Maybe," Laura shrugged. "Well, killing them would have been fun." Monster! Zezi's mind screamed. She clenched her fists by her side. "But would it have been worth it." Laura said to him with a sick smile. "We've lost so much because of the..." Laura's eyes seized up Zezi. "little inconvenience."