Fairy Tail Layla Novels & Stories

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

Just whip the damn glasses and be on your way, I told myself. " It's not a story, Layla! I keep telling you that! I can't believe you haven't heard of Logan DeAngelo, the popular Italian Mafia boss! " Maddy went on again. Slamming the towel on the table and hissing for her to shut up, I caught sight of Emma walking in through the door. I quickly looked back at Maddy who was still wrapped up on the customer stool outside the saloon.

Still, Levi hesitated, not entirely at ease. “If you need anything, let me know right away.” “I will,” Layla said, smiling as she waved him off. She turned and immediately found herself face-to-face with a group of brightly dressed women, all flashing enthusiastic smiles. “You’re Layla Xander, right? The one and only Begonia!” “We’ve seen your work. It’s amazing!” “You even shot a personal series for Daniel, right? I’m a huge fan! What’s he like in real life?” Layla was at a loss for words.

Her determination to understand her wolf nature shone through and Lucius admired her resilience. One day, as they stood on the edge of a tranquil lake, Lucius turned to Layla. "Now, Layla," he said, "it's time to explore your unique powers, to connect with the elemental forces that define our abilities as wolves." Layla nodded with eagerness. Lucius led her to a serene grove, where the energy of the forest was palpable. He encouraged Layla to close her eyes and breathe deeply, to connect with the world around her.

And I am confident that I am not a bitch. Kira’s free hand rests lightly on my shoulder as she speaks to the women. “Stephanie, Julia, Rose, this is Layla,” she says, smiling at the group. “She’s Raelin’s mate.” Did she really have to add that last part?! The three women suddenly stop sipping their cherry colored drinks at once, and I catch the subtle shift in their facial expressions. They don't look very happy, but they also don't look like they want to pounce on me and murder me on the spot.

’ thought Lily in disappointment. “You are not at all a terrible friend. How are you supposed to know someone’s secret? She has never been on any party. She is always away from everyone’s company. They didn’t give you a bit of a sign that they are related. How are you supposed to see something which is hidden with that perfection? You are merely a human being, Lil. You are no supernatural creature! Don’t go hard on yourself when it’s not even your fault” said Layla while stroking her hair and continued,

She held a clipboard in her left arm and a pen in her right hand. “Yo, long time no see Layla.” Yuki greeted her with one hand up. “Ahh! Yukiki!!” The elf, Layla, jumped into a tight hug with Yuki. “Hahaha! Good to see you too. How’s business going?” Yuki pushed Layla away lightly and asked. “It’s been going well. What about you? What rank are you now?” “Still Seasoned. I haven’t been doing a lot lately.” “Oh~ That’s not so bad Yukiki. I’m sure you’ll rank up soon. Hm?” Layla noticed the two people that were behind Yuki. “Who are these two? Your new party?”

She craters into a fountain of thick, sticky blood. I rush to Kadeem’s side. He’s gasping, hardly mentally present, but he feels me and nuzzles me. Around us, wolves are overtaking the vampires. Among the new arrivals, I recognize Kadeem’s gammas, but many of them I don’t recognize at all. “Heard you needed some help, Brother.” Layla is standing over us with a smirk. “You owe me,” she sniffs, before transforming into her wolf to join the fight.

“Her words, to be exact, were these: ‘If we are thinking of wells, then that girl might just be a goddess-damned ocean.’” I swallowed, feeling dread start to crawl up my stomach as Kane continued obliviously. The long and short of it, he explained, was that with her powers free now, Layla was different. Anyone with even the slightest lick of sense would feel the power rolling off her, and since she was still too inexperienced to master dulling her aura, things would remain that way for a long time. He didn’t need to finish before I was following his line of reasoning to the end, but he did anyway.

"Derrick is sending warriors to search for you. You're being hunted and....." "Just stop!" I yelled with teary eyes. Each stupid reveal of his were things I already knew, things that almost cost me my life. Things that wanted me dead and gone. Things that called for just one solution - revenge. In a flash, all my hurt turned to a mixture of fear and anger. I desperately wanted to make Freya burn, and make Derrick beg me for his life. But what I wasn't sure of was if I was ready for war, yet. Cian watched me closely. “This is your chance, Layla. Are you still willing to take it?"