Haley Layne Novelas e Histórias

I paid and went back to the tabe not find her Missing again. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Can you at least have a little pity on me I yelled attracting the eyes of most customers.

We soon pull up to a building and Hales steps out. "Come with me please" she tells me "Why are we here" I ask "This is a famous designers building. We are going in" Haley says smiling I look at her funny and she drags me inside and a woman walks out and I gasp. "Lauren. How are you?" Haley asks "Hi sweetie. I'm great and I see you are doing perfect" the woman says to Haley "I am indeed. Now this is my mother Alexis. She has to be your biggest fan. Her closet has nothing but your clothes in it. I was hopefully thinking you had that thing I asked about a few months ago." Haley says

The audience was in disbelief. First of all, Haley was the well-known artist Jellyfish. Second, Eleanor, who was well-known in D city social circles for her "kindness and grace," had a very vicious side. "You're lying! All of it is false.” Eleanor yelled in anger. With her hand raised to slap Haley, Eleanor lunged forward. "You're just jealous of everything I have!"

Haley straightened her back and said, “I have modeled for a skincare brand.” “Oh,” Alice reacted. “What brand?” The mother and daughter looked at each other before Haley answered, “Lotrimin. The spray one.” Alice choked while drinking water. She coughed a few times, and Xavier stroked her back. The poor thing was so jealous, she choked on her water. “The anti-fungal spray?” Alice clarified. “For athlete’s foot? That’s skincare?” “Yes, that’s the one,” Haley proudly said. “They featured my feet in the commercial, so you probably did not recognize me.”

Indeed, this regal woman was none other than Hayley King, Zayn’s birth mother and Sicut In Caelo’s Saintess… in the past, anyway. Ever since she ran away from the organization and became the wife of the oh-so-mortal Valentine Larson, she had lost any privilege and trapping that came with a title as high and mighty as the Saintess. Now, trapped in a mandated quarantine, she was but a glorified prisoner. “Are you sure? Is my dear Zayn living so well?” Hayley pressed on, both anticipating and queasy about the answer.

That evening, Haley dressed in the crimson gown, the rich color accentuating her every curve. Her makeup was flawless, her hair styled into soft waves that framed her face. A beauty mark just below her eye added a touch of allure. She was striking, like a vision from a painting. As she walked into the auction hall, she felt all eyes turn toward her, including those of Alex Lane, a man known for his sharp wit and even sharper tongue. He took in her appearance with keen interest.

Finally dropped the fake halo and showed up like the villain she really was. "If you behave, I might let you live long enough to die of old age." Cute. Real generous of her. Even if I'd been totally clueless, they still would've wiped me out. Just like last time—erase, delete, gone. Lillian cracked up, loud and unhinged. "You did this to yourself! Rot here! Everything you had? Mine now!" In my last life, I never got why Bobby and Whitney backed her. She might've "saved" them, sure, but I was their son's wife. That used to mean something, right?

I listened to her voice as she cackled before turning into a full blown hysterical laughter. " Wait a minute!." - She panted, laughing in between the gaps. "Repeat that again ma'am." I frowned, not understanding what was so funny about opening an account. "What's so funny?" - I asked sternly. Her cackles stopped, "I'm sorry........ Miss Selene." "It's just that - in this day and age. Not having a social media account is kind of............. unheard. It's actually become a necessity and you not having it -"

Haley smiled. She was wearing a fuzzy, white, sweatshirt over black leggings with a small pink purse with gold and white highlights hanging from her neck diagonally on her hip. Her flowy, brown hair had been straightened and pulled behind her ear, letting her petite nose and chin shine. Her green eyes gleamed with mischief as she saw Selena holding onto Samson. Sneakily, she elbowed her. “What happened to never falling in love with the hot alpha?” Haley teased. “I’m not in love with him!!!” Selena roared.

Haley was a world-renowned artist overseas. If it weren’t for the massive scandal erupting in Haven State, he wouldn’t have even realized that his “Little Sweetheart” was still alive.