Kayla Jenner Novels & Stories

My dad asked "Kayla is a Victoria Secret model and my friend at school. She's undercovering herself as a nerd so she can have an ordinary life as a student. I didn't know at first but I found out from her voicemail. It states that she's Kayla so I knew it from the start but still treat her bad as Carla.. At first , I was going to have fun with her 2 identities but it turns out I really like her" I stopped because my parents shaking their heads "What?"

As her voice cut through the sweet moment between them, their heads snapped to her immediately. "Renee, what are you talking about?" Adam's eyes flickered with guilt as he wiped a smear of ice cream from his lips. "T-this is Kayla. You remember Julian Spencer, right? She's his sister, who just got back from overseas. You met her before, remember?" Kayla Spencer had big, bright eyes and rosy lips. Her hair was up in a princess-style bun, while the pale yellow dress she wore gave her a fresh, innocent look. Also, she had that sweet, first-love kind of charm that made her instantly likable.

My dad and I weren’t so close because most of what we talked about was how to run this pack but I’d like to think he’d be proud of me for what I’ve achieved in soccer and in school and of course this pack. We talk some more until we’re distracted by Kayla walking in looking like the beautiful goddess that she is. She is wearing a sparkling ivory green dress that molds to her body then flows down past her feet. She is probably wearing high heels because she is not her usual height. Her hair is a dark brown color and is in curls around an updo on the top of her head. She has other hair pieces falling down, framing her face. I’m glad she’s mine. This beautiful gorgeous woman is mine.

She said as she stomped to the bedroom and slammed the door behind her. The worst part about this is that she has to go to the wedding. Hundreds of photographers and media personnel are going to be there. Danika has to present herself as the perfect daughter, she doesn’t want her family to be in a gossip column like the Kardashians. I didn’t know how to help her out now that we aren’t together anymore. I don’t know what the rules are. I don’t know if I can still tell her if doing something is a good idea or not. Like agreeing to help her mother out with the seating arrangement at the wedding.

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

Just because she agreed to listen to her rant on why she loves her favourite superstar, she's smiling like she passed her examinations with flying colours. Rich people indeed have no real life problems. They are just in their own world. Gemma had concluded so many times. “Kayden Kings is a 23-year-old from New Lando. He became a music sensation at the age of 16, after realising his first hit song "dream" which amassed over 28million streams on the first day, making him the most streamed artist with a debut song and since then, he has been on a roll. Hits after hit, breaking records here and there.” Ava paused to see Gemma, who was paying attention.

Sweat dripped down her forehead, and she wiped it away, taking in deep breath to calm her nerves. The door to the gym swung open suddenly, and Hailey rushed in, breathless and wide-eyed, looking like she had just witnessed a disaster. “Melissa!” Hailey gasped, struggling to catch her breath. “You’re not going to believe this.” Melissa paused mid-stretch, her eyes narrowing at the sight of her assistant. “What is it, Hailey?” “I—I just found out.” Hailey took a deep breath; her face paled with anxiety. “It’s Kaitlyn... she’s the new face of Eminence’s special edition.”

Something twisted hard on Kyla's chest. She hadn't been the type to mingle with guys. She had one goal. To make her father proud. Her mother died after birthing her, and seeing the struggles her father had to bring her up, Kyla promised herself not to get distracted. Until he came. The boy who saved her from a car accident. His tousled brown hair reminded her of her celebrity crush. Jayden was famous in high school. Girls drool over him, especially because of his talent. He has a great voice and would sing to her at any chance he got.