Hailey Welch Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

Hailey said as she ran after arthur. Indeed she won't, all of those days when Arthur got beat up by men cause Hailey ordered them where now over, that was the old Arthur. Hailey ran after Arthur until she was just a meter away from him, thinking about how to strike a conversation with him. Now that Arthur was not married to Stacey, why can't they be friends? Friends with benefits. She always thought Arthur was cute, and she liked him. That's one of the reasons she was jealous of Stacey. How can her sister have a cute guy like him? Not to mention Stacey never showed interest in her husband.

Luckily, she managed to cough quietly, patting her chest gently, then stood on tiptoe to grab her drink without letting Lucas see her. What did he just say? Hayle thought, finally able to pour herself some mineral water that thankfully was still in her apartment. "Her lover?" Lucas asked incredulously. How could Hayle have a man like this? "Her fiancé," Jaxter continued, causing Hayle to completely lose control and spit out water, coughing uncontrollably. This immediately drew Jaxter and Lucas's attention towards her. Hayle quickly fled from the scene upon seeing Jaxter's sharp gaze, which clearly indicated he disliked her revealing her presence.

Hailey My fingers clamped around the small plastic drive, the edges digging into my skin as Valarie leaned in closer, her breath smelling faintly of peppermint and anxiety. "Take it and go, Hailey," she whispered, her eyes darting toward the crowd. "Before he sees us together."

Haley It is utter chaos as we clash with the enemy. It doesn’t take any time at all for the grass to turn red as wolves lose their lives. I wish it didn’t have to be this way, I wish no lives had to be lost. I give Hazel full control and she easily pounces on wolf after wolf, killing each one as we go.

I'd been tossing the idea around in my head since I crossed over, though, waiting only long enough for Charlotte to calm down and then turn her back on me in cold fury for leaving her behind. Like it was my fault. Again. Sigh. I felt my bodywere hovering even now, silent behind me as I made my offer. I could feel her approval and wondered if the family would be so open. Too late. We Hayles were nothing if not unconventional. "Sydlynn," Talee said, crying again, but this time in happiness, "we are honored to accept." Why did I have the feeling I'd be needing them more than they needed me? ***

"What are you saying special? Are you listening to what I said? That wedding is not real." "Oh, why do you seem disappointed? Oh you, maybe you want to be that wedding to be real, you don't want a fake marriage." I teased her. "You know stop what's on your mind. It's all just pretending and there's an end okay? Don't even think about it and just finish your food." She said. I can’t understand myself but I’m so thrilled with the two of them, I feel like they’re going to have a happy ending. I just finished the rest of my food because Hailey said she had things to buy before leaving her apartment because she was moving to Killian's house tomorrow.

It really made her so anxious that she could not wait till the five weeks she had planned elapsed, as she flew back to the country as fast as she could. On their way back to the first and main stairs that led to the hallway that could lead to everyone's room, Hailey decided to ask the question that had been troubling her so much from her friend, who seemed absent minded so often in a few minutes, "Aren't Dalton and that lady divorcing anymore? What is she still doing here?"

Every since Claire had started living with the couples, She had a free access to the couple’s lives, Claire walked out of the house and saw Hailey seating at the lounge, Hailey had input her username and her password, she had successfully logged in her account and continue her book even though she had left her readers hanging for sometimes, Moreover she had the memory of her past life which meant she just had to create that same book without many hitches. She was busy on her laptop continuing her book when Claire walked close to her with a smile. She smiled at Hailey warmly. "Hello. May I seat here with you?

AXEL Panic claws at my chest like a deathtrap. The jubilation from the win feels sucked out of the air as the scent of Dreadborn lingers. “Ax, are you okay?” The unmistakable look of hurt is etched in Hayley's face when she quizzes me. We've just had a breathless, perfect moment—only for me to pull away like some jerk. “It's just… it's nothing.” God, how much can I let her in on?

Vivian had taken my heart when she left, had shattered my ability to trust, to love, to hope for anything beyond duty and leadership. And then Hailey walked into that pack meeting in a black dress that made my wolf sit up and howl. She looked at me with those blue eyes full of pain and rage and determination, and something inside me woke up after fifteen years of being dead. I wouldn't give that up. Not for anyone.