Kayla Braxton Hot Novels & Stories

“I kind of want to surprise Slade tomorrow… at the competition. Also, I’d like you all to, you know, keep it quiet. Don’t tell him I’m here.” Kaitlyn’s expression melted into a smile, touched. “You’re such a thoughtful girl.” Thoughtful. Sure. More like terrified. A few steps away, Braxton stood next to Bianca, watching me with an unreadable expression. His eyes lingered too long, and I looked away. “Well then,” Kaitlyn said cheerfully, clapping her hands. “We’ll keep your little secret. Braxton, why don’t you help her find a hotel? It’s getting late, and she shouldn’t be out alone.”

The moment Jaxon stepped outside the café to take his phone call, Brielle felt the shift in the air. A shadow… then the unmistakable click of heels. She didn’t even have to look up. Kayla. Willow Creek’s queen of entitlement. High school’s reigning drama magnet. And the girl who’d had a very public, very obsessive crush on Jaxon Reed. Kayla stopped right in front of Brielle’s table, arms crossed, blonde hair expertly curled as if she’d been waiting years for this exact confrontation.

Gina's POV Just before we arrived home, my phone beeped and it was an email from Daya. The young lady that Alex had been in touch with turned out to be “Antoniette Braxton.” Toni. “She is well known as Toni Braxton. I have attached her photos below. She is Alexander Blackwood’s girlfriend. There are several photos of the two of them which I have also attached.” I scanned through the texts, scrolled down to see the photos.

The atmosphere was buzzing with music, capable of rendering one's ear into a momentary shock until it adjusts. The Braxton club, New York, was one of the most trending and top tier spots in the city. As it should. Being one of the Braxton's facilities. Jason's voice was drowned by the blaring music the moment they stepped into the largest dancing hall ever. The air was suddenly hot and oozing bodily fluids which emanated from the sea of clubbers having the time of their lives.

Kyrah has had more to drink than I have. "Roxy!" she gasps. "Let's sing along to some music. How about Michael Bolton? I think my dad has his album somewhere in his flash drive." "Speaking of flash drives, I have–" next thing I know she's already blasting music and she shouts.

I hop into bed, hearing my phone suddenly buzz on the nightstand. Josh: Hey princess, I was wondering if I would hear from you again. Katherine: Princess huh? You just sayin that cause you don’t remember my name? Josh: Don’t like it? Don’t worry, I remember everything about you Katherine. Katherine: I didn’t say that. You busy this week? Josh: Never too busy for you. Tomorrow night. Dinner. I’ll pick you up at 6.

"As for me, well, this bitch, just happens to be the future Luna and Alpha Braxton's mate! I am better than you because I actually care about people and not who I can fuck to gain more power!" Rae then stood up as much as she could have given she was in the booth still. "Now, I do believe that your ALPHA gave you an order! Leave NOW!" I just stared in amazement at the power of her Luna command! I looked around the table to see everyone bowing to their Luna with smiles on their faces. Stephanie then practically ran out of the building like the hounds of hell were hot on her tail! Rae then sat down like nothing had happened. She took a sip of her drink before speaking again. "Brax, who is the

Notifications stacked up like a goddamn storm warning. Some group chat. Kayla’s friends. [New Video: “LMAO our girl’s slaying”] [Kayla’s going global] I should’ve deleted it. Instead, I tapped. The screen lit up and my world broke. Kayla. Half-naked. Lying on a sunbed near some kind of pool cabana. Bikini top flung off to the side. Legs spread wide. One man between them, thrusting deep and hard. She was moaning like a pornstar. Loud, unfiltered and completely consumed.

Kathrine and Brayan joined this heavy aura. “Why? Who is this?” Miles jeered. “I don’t know, but she is freaking awesome.” “Listen to this,” she tuned in to the radio channel, and RJ Shanaya recited the same line I posted this morning. If you’re committed to somebody, you don’t allow yourself to find perfection in someone else. “She is freaking good. She works under the name Breathless, and I have been listening to her for the last week. You should tune in too.” Raya pulled my hand and winked.