Hayley Williams Hot Novels & Stories

Hailey sat by the window, watching the beautiful and twinkling lights outside as they faded away. Travis Blake left after a while. He didn’t even answer the call, even though his phone had rung twice in a row. She felt sad every time she saw Christian’s name appear on her phone screen. She felt very deflated for no reason. Her phone kept ringing. The caller seemed determined to wait until the call went to voicemail. Christian didn’t call back after that, but sent a message to Hailey. Hailey’s mind was fuzzy as she looked at the notification. However, she couldn’t resist and touched it. Her eyes sparkled with surprise. It was a photo of two tickets to the premiere of Jodie Wellington’s new mo

Williams had almost made me forgotten what it was like to feel desired. He soon walked up to us. "Hello, angels," he greeted, his voice hoarse and appealing, his eyes lingering on me. "Time to go find myself a hot figure like you've got here. And who knows, I might get lucky and have something fill my hole tonight," Hayley whispered shamelessly before excusing herself. I shook my head at her, laughing and wondering if the guy heard her. "Don't mind my friend, she can be shameless sometimes," I said, turning to the hot guy in front of me.

“You think you’re so smart, don’t you? But you’re just like every other arrogant bastard with too much money. You think you can control people, play your little games, ruin lives—” She was still ranting when the large projector screen behind them suddenly flickered to life. Hayley froze. Then, her expression crumbled. The video playing on the screen was a series of compiled clips—her, throwing herself at different wealthy men, whispering sweet lies, pocketing cash discreetly. The final clip showed her slipping into a hotel room with an older businessman, laughing seductively as the door shut behind her. The room fell into stunned silence. Brayden turned back to Hayley, his voice quiet but cu

He grabbed her hand and flung her onto the ground straight away. Someone had started taking videos. Hailey immediately reached out her arms to cover her face when she saw the phones. She cried and told Wayne, “Wayne, you know that I can’t be caught on camera! I’ll be ruined!” She felt extremely regretful right now. If she got caught on film, this incident would go viral online, and everyone would start calling her a homewrecker. Her career would be seriously impacted.

Chapter 101 Hailey Whitmore had watched Riley face on three different magazine covers this month alone, and every single time, something bitter curled tight behind her ribs. She sat in her penthouse living room with her tablet propped on her knee, scrolling through yet another glowing profile *Riley Creed: From Tabloid Punchline to Hollywood's Next Leading Lady* and felt the old, familiar heat crawl up the back of her neck. Two years ago, Hailey had been the one people wrote profiles about. The golden social elite, invited to every gala, photographed on every red carpet that mattered.