Hayley Leblanc Book Novels & Stories

“You talk about her a lot, you know that?” He shrugged, pretending not to notice the edge in her voice. “She just says interesting stuff sometimes.” But the next time Amelia walked into the café, she could feel Lexie’s glare before she even looked up. It happened again a few months later. Micah had started seeing Hailey — a girl who loved yoga, crystals, and quoting poetry she didn’t understand. She was fun, uncomplicated, until the night she came over to hang out with the group. Amelia was sitting on the floor, legs crossed, laughing with Ellis about some book they’d just finished — One Day in December by Josie Silver.

The librarian had taken her to a private table in a private room, here in this special branch of the Yale library, and had set it down before her, allowing her to peruse it under her careful watch. Caitlin sat there, exhausted, her heart thumping wildly, sensing that this book held a great secret, that the key to finding out what happened to the lost vampire race lay here, in this manuscript. Caitlin could not just show up in Egypt at the Sphinx and hope to enter. There would be guards and no obvious way to get in, if an entrance even existed. She needed to know more. She needed to know what she was getting into, before she even considered flying halfway across the world.

“This is exactly what I needed.” Leif pocketed his phone and crossed his arms. “My job here is done, then. But if you need more…you know where to find me.” Evelyn nodded, her mind already racing with how she would use this newfound information to destroy Hazel. As Leif left the room, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. He had done what he was paid to do, and now it was up to Evelyn to finish the job. Hazel might not know it yet, but her carefully constructed world was about to come crashing down.

And it's Hailey's handwriting. Hailey, "I know my parents won't allow me to run a cafe so I opened it myself under someone else's name and ran it. The customers started pouring in…" As she was talking about the cafe, I turned the pages of the book to see those recipes and found initials written inside. H and A. This is Hailey's book for sure. I didn't know she wrote a bunch of them. As I turned the pages, I saw more clips of a boy and girl.

Chapter 136 Hailey POV "Let me go." I yelled as I was hurdled back to the room and chained. "I made a mistake once, Hailey and it will never repeat itself." Blake said through gritted teeth. "Wait for your punishment tomorrow, once the boss learns of what you are trying to do." "No, Blake please no." I pleaded but he didn't listen. He left the room when my pleading got too much for him and the other guard replaced him immediately.

“Everything. Liora…your existence shouldn’t be possible. Only one being was ever prophesied to carry the dormant blood of the Firstborn. Only one being could unlock the seal. For years we have hunted and killed every hybrid in existence in order to prevent fulfillment of the prophecy. Mila did a good job at hiding you from us.” Nyme suddenly screams in my head. “Liora,run!” Before I could act on it, the door burst open and several guards burst in. “Alpha Kaelen demands her presence in the courtroom." With that, the guards drag me out of the room, down the corridor and into the courtroom. I'm being pushed to my knees before Kaelen who stares at me with his signature cold glare. " You, Liora S

“You’re in a hotel room with another woman while I’m at home alone, pregnant and sick every morning. How dare you? I gave up everything for you, my pride, my time, my future. And this is how you repay me?” The woman finally spoke, her voice cool and composed. “Calm down. I’m not having sex with your husband. I’m in love with someone else. We met here because it allows for privacy. We’re only talking because we have a common enemy. Nyla Leclair.” I froze, the name hitting like a slap. “Nyla? What does she have to do with this?” She stood gracefully and stretched out her hand. “I’m Mia Hangrove. Kael’s betrothed.”

“No, I’m purty sure that’s what he meant. It would be hard for him to say the words, though, I imagine. Now, this Halley—she seems like trouble, honey. Coming in here, keeping her past a secret, and not even willing to tell anyone where she lives. I’d steer clear of her.” Her grandmother’s words sounded foreboding. She was sure if Grandma Iris thought she was in any real danger, she’d say, and it didn’t seem like that’s what she was getting at, but still, the fact that they knew so little about Halley was alarming. Hadn’t anyone ever read the book Rebecca? Or anything by Lois Duncan? Isn’t it possible Halley was hiding who she really was because her past held more secrets than anyone could e

I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale. While fiction, the essence of Tara Lyle, the main character in this book, mirrors strength as resonant as the very essence of the narrative. I invite you to accompany her until the publication of Tara Lyle Book 2, "At Willete's Mercy," where the saga continues to weave its captivating narrative.

Jesus, did she have a death wish to chase storms like these? You don’t know me anymore. Hailey had said that when they were together in Amesport. Turns out…she was right. “She has a whole secret life nobody knows about,” Jayden muttered, pissed and troubled. Where was the shy girl he had known? The quiet, sweet young woman from before college? Every time he’d seen her since that day, she’d been quiet and subdued, showing nothing of how much she’d changed. “We all have our secrets,” Terrence said solemnly. “She’s done a lot for her age. She sells many of her photos to major publications and is already highly respected in her field.”