Novel & Cerita Kayla And Peaches Live

“It was Jiya. I swear on my mother's grave.” “Stellar acting!” Theo remarked snidely. “When will people learn? Don't try to play chess when jackstones are your level.” “You thought that we wouldn’t find out?” I prowled towards her, settling with the belief that she had a hand in aiding the Elders. “My Luna…..my heirs……you wanted to end us.” “You fuck with one of us. You fuck with all of us.” Theo muttered with utmost disdain on the sideline. Peaches paled with fright and pushed her weak hands against the concrete pavement, trying to escape me. Her deeply wounded body could not move since her back was broken. Her fear increased and she peered about wild-eyed.

Ava POV We were just laying down after our showers. I was feeling a little ill, so all I wanted to do was lay down, watch a little TV, and go to sleep. We were watching a show called Jail. He wanted to watch a show called Graveyard Cars. I wanted to watch the show Jail, so we switched it back and forth. I was yawning, finally feeling sleepy when Isaiah suddenly said that Kayla needed us. I looked at the time because I knew tomorrow was her birthday. "Sh*t, let's get to her now," I said, so we hurried outside and found her in the middle of the yard. We needed to get to the backyard because there were guards back there, and they would keep us safe.

The history between Cedric and her seemed fated, from another world to the present. How could it all truly end? She looked at her sleeping daughter, gently touching the soft little hand. This child, in this life and the last, felt like a gift from the heavens. How could she ever…? That night, neither Natalie nor Cedric found sleep easy. - At Peach Garden, Kayla ate with grace during breakfast. Every move she made echoed traces of Isabella. "Is it not to your liking?" Cedric asked gently, watching her take delicate bites. Kayla glanced at him and shook her head slightly.She wasn't too demanding, but she'd eat it very slowly when she disliked something.

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.

Leila answers, like she read my mind. "Oh, I should be there with you guys." I pout. Leila chuckles. "You’ve got work now. You can come when you’re given a holiday." Kayla suddenly pops onto the screen, taking the phone from Leila with chaotic flair. "How’s the CEO of Apex, AKA CEO of your pus—" she begins, giggling. "Kayla!" Leila cuts in. "Don’t say that." I just smile lightly, watching their banter. CEO of my pussy?

Zoe pursed her lips and said, “I really want peaches.” Kyle stroked her hair fondly. “Okay, I’ll have someone buy it for you.” “It’s fine if you can’t find any. We can eat something else.” Zoe did not have high hopes because it was already past the season for fresh peaches. While there were canned ones, fresh ones were rare. After accompanying Zoe until she fell asleep, Kyle got up and left. It was indeed difficult to find peaches during this season but not impossible. Kyle made several phone calls and finally managed to find some.

He yelled at the other end of the line and I winced at how loud his voice was while pulling the phone from my ears before he ripped my eardrums. “I didn’t call you to remind me of things I already know. And right now, I am not Kayla Monroe but Kayla Reynolds, a dancer at the underground who has the hots for the man who would never look at her twice” I said bitterly and chuckled when I realized something sad. “Recognize something familiar with both Kaylas? They both have their priorities set on the wrong men” “Kayla, you know that’s not what I meant” He sighed “I …”

“Don’t be so sensitive. I’m just teasing you. Of course, I want to hear it. Unless you’re going to tell me that Kayla was promoted, or worse, got herself a billionaire or something.” “Ew, no!” Poppy replied. “She can kiss my ass. I couldn’t care less. Anyway…so, do you remember that pop rock band we watched at Coachella a couple of years ago with the cute bass player and the hot singer?” she asks, her voice way too excited for me to keep up.

Another finger tapped the video call button before I had time to second-guess myself. Then the screen exploded with Kyara’s face, who IMMEDIATELY screamed, “FINALLYYY! BELVA MOGUEL! ARE YOU ALIVE?! DID PASCHA YELL AT YOU FOR YANKING HIS PREGNANT FIANCÉE’S HAIR?! ARE YOU IN THE NEWS YET?!” Aurora appeared almost at the same time. “Ky, volume down. I haven’t even made tea yet.” I took a deep breath. “Oh my God, you two...”

"Um, she…she's traumatized over the ugly incident. What did she say?" “Kayla has been through tougher times. She literally masked her pain when Delilah was mistreating her. She survived her adoptive mother's tortures. She survived bullies in school. She survived a fatal accident, Mom,” Kaiden stated, his voice barely above a whisper.