Haley Layne Novels & Stories

As Travis remained silent, she continued, “And since this is Mr. Sullivan’s club opening ceremony, I thought I could end the conversation as long as I answered what he wanted to know.” “Do you blame me for making that decision?“ Hailey’s smile slowly faded, looking helpless and annoyed. Travis noticed he couldn’t look her in the eye when she made that expression. Travis averted his eyes as he said, “Theodore’s fiancée is Lisa Bedelia, an actress.”

She chuckled and said, "You've really gained weight, huh!" Jenny sighed, "You tell me, do you know that Layne, that bastard, was so self-destructive?" Evelin lowered her gaze and said, "I probably wouldn't have known." Jenny looked at her dejected appearance, feeling both pity and anger. "Evelin, he has already been living with Hallie over there!" Evelin was stunned, "What?" Jenny opened the Timeline and found Hallie's Line, "Take a look for yourself, isn't that the silhouette of Layne?"

“You were amazing.” Erin clapped her hands together. “You should see the numbers online. People are posting about it everywhere. You’re trending!” My eyes widened. “Trending? As in… my name?” She nodded excitedly. “#HaleyReeds is all over social media right now.” I groaned, covering my face with my hands. “Oh no. Now people are going to know what I had for breakfast.” Logan laughed. “As long as it’s not pancakes with too much syrup, you’ll be fine.”

“Because she’s right here. Hello Damon. This is Hayley Stephens. Halloway Stephens is currently slaving away at her office as we speak. I guess you kidnapped the wrong sister.”

“I thought you were rich now, Evelyn. Is this really the best you can afford? Or you just don’t want to spend money on your best friend.” “Haley insisted on inviting you. But this is what she gets from you…a cheap record,” Selene dabbed her eyes, mock sadness in her voice. “I feel sorry for her.” “What’s going on?” A familiar voice cut through the noise. The crowd parted, and there she was. Haley, in a stunning layered pink gown, practically floating toward us. Her eyes lit up when she saw me. “Evelyn, you came—oh my God! Is this my present?!”

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

As she stepped forward, my heart stopped. It was Haley. My twin sister. The girl who had gone missing ten years ago, the one my parents had spent millions trying to find. She wasn't a victim. She was standing there, dressed in expensive silk, watching me with a satisfied smile. "Give her as much as you need to," Haley said. Her voice was identical to mine. "This is exactly what I paid your husband for."

V there , I walked across the cabin but stopped and walked inside it . I saw two cell phones on it and realised one was Aaron's . It started ringing and I just stood there thinking whether I should take it , Then Ruth's name popped up , I was about to grab It but it stopped ringing. I took his phone to call again and let him know the cell was left at the club when suddenly My heart stopped . The number below Ruth's name in the call log's , Familiar . It can't be . I gulp scrolling down , the same number popped three times again , The date was yesterday's . I thought these people were helping me . I smile in sadness , Why ?

the Grand Duke said, I went back to my kingdom, then went to father’s office. “Your highness,” someone said from behind me. She has blonde hair and golden brown eyes. I guess that she is that impostor. “Who might you be?” I asked her. “I am Clementine Rose Westernia, the princess of the Westernian Empire,” she said as she curtsied. “Greetings to the star of the Westernian Empire, I am Crowned Prince Lucas Aidan,” I greeted her even though I know that she’s an impostor. “Where are you headed to?” she asked me.