Kayla Mccormick の小説・ストーリー

I don't have much friends but Kyle has been there for me through thick and thin. During the call, the door opens and in walks a pair of fair fine legs. Damn, they were hot! I am a sucker for ladies with long legs. I quickly hang up the call, only to come face to face with the most exasperating sparkly hazel eyes known to me! It's her... Well, well, well, if it ain't the talk of the devil... Let's see how this goes. "Good afternoon sir. My name is Kayla, Kayla Highlander and I am here for the interview for the position of your PA" she says.

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

She follows me . " Did she just call you Luna ? " Kayla cackles . " It's my nickname . " I shrug . We stand in front of the bathroom . " So here's the plan . I want another drink but Jace won't let me drink .. Start the mission guys ! " I plead . " Luna .. I'm not too sure about that . " Michelle looks uncomfortable . She probably doesn't want to do anything to anger her future alpha but what about me ! " Kayla ! My saviour , what do you say ? " I dramatically kiss the top of her hand as if I was some kind of gentleman .

Kai took my hand in his “Fallon, I know you had an idea of what your life was going to be when you left here today, and I know that I do not fit into that, but if you will give me a chance I want to be the one to show you what your life could be with someone who will truly worship you as the living embodiment of the moon goddess that you are. You deserve so much more than you realize. You deserve someone who will never let you forget how beautiful you are when you are dancing around the house first thing in the morning when you think no one is watching. Someone who will make you chocolate gravy when you had a rough night. Someone who will never hurt you or take away your choice in matters th

she tells him. Finally, they seem to notice me, his mother’s head turning to face me. Kael seems to relax, as I interrupt their heated conversation. I watch as his mother stands. Kara, I believe her name is, if my memory serves me correctly. “Oh, mother. This is Jada, my mate,” Kael says softly. Kara smiles. Even in her age, she looks stunning, so much more beautiful than I ever imagined. She reaches up, grabbing my face within her hands.

"What if they can't clear things up and end up fighting and breaking up because of this? We're going to be blamed. Vermont is your childhood friend, and Felicity is my best friend. How are we going to get along with each other?" Keegan kept quiet for a moment before he said, "What if I suggest Vermont come clean to Ms. Thompson about it?" "Do it now!" Stella urged him. Then, she suddenly stopped him, "Hold on. Let me ask you something." "What is it?" "Do you know who Kayla Wilson is?" "Kayla who?" "I'm asking you!" Then, Stella described Kayla, "She's a woman around my age with a cool and elegant appearance. However, she dresses extravagantly and likes to wear very expensive jewelry. She loo

My heart raced, a mix of love and anticipation, my skin tingling with the memory of his touch. The beach was quiet, the waves lapping gently, the pines casting long shadows. I kicked off my sandals, the sand cool beneath my feet, memories flooding—our passionate night here, his hands on my skin, the paparazzi flash that sparked the TMZ scandal. Justin’s press tour, his family’s gradual acceptance, our Met Gala triumph—each had built us stronger. Yet Xiamond’s media shadow lingered, her Paris buzz a reminder of my old fears. Could I, Kayla Reed, once a waitress, truly claim this life with a billionaire?

Wyatt said. "Wyatt, there's more." Nate's voice went quieter. "After Robert Matthews died, after Michelle was safely in California, Liam didn't ever find her. I'm not sure he even looked. He just... moved on. Found Kayla Brennan in Florida and killed her when she rejected him." "Your point?"

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

“She is just keeping me out, and I don’t know what to do.” “You were dead to her, Kai.” I said, reminding him of the facts. “I don’t mean to hurt you with what I am saying, but you know that she grieved for you and that the pain that she felt was one that she couldn’t describe. She found Elijah, and I guess he helped soothe her, I don’t know. You just came back to her two months ago, and no matter how strong she is claiming that she is, I doubt that anyone is that strong to handle that kind of pain.”