Novel & Cerita Lacey Owens

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.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

I grunted, turning my back to face her, as I strolled to my bed. I had taken my seat on the bed before realizing that Layla did not come in. She was standing at the door post, holding a tray that carried a bowl, a jug of juice and a glass cup in her hands, while her eyes were scanning the room as if it was a sacred place. "Come in Layla," I repeated. "Sorry about that," she said, suddenly taking her eyes off the walls, and walking towards me. "Chicken and waffles, with orange juice," she whispered, dropping the tray on the bed.

Remi let out a painful wince and fought hard against his grip. "I don't know what you're talking about!" "Stop acting dumb!" Lacy laughed and held on so tightly that it felt like he was going to tear her bones. "Getting a divorce from me was all for this moment, wasn't it? Your taste has truly gone down the toilet. Did you really believe Finn Garvey was a good catch?”

Wow, a bath would be great right now. Grayson takes a seat by my side, as my legs still cower underneath the blanket. "It's important you don't freak out," he tells me. Instantly, his words have the opposite effect to what he intended. My heart flutters at the insinuation of bad news. It's early in the morning, my mate is looking nervous, and now suddenly, he's holding my hands between his own. I'm captured in his intrusive gaze, as he suggests I don't worry without even speaking. But nonetheless, his next sentence shocks me. "Lexia, I'm a Phantom Wolf."

Lexy answered with an assuring smile. "Really?" Ethan was astounded. "When? I mean…. How? I didn't even notice," Ethan added as he chuckled. "You were busy, and I understand," Lexy answered with a proud smile. Then she told Ethan what she felt. "I don't know how to say this, but I could feel eyes were watching us from somewhere, and so I thought, just to be sure, we have to be careful. And the thought of asking mom's help came to my mind. She said she would ask Doctor Freya for help, and Doctor Freya sent me a message that they would execute a ritual representing the covens of the west, south, and north while my mom took the spot to sit for the east coven. The four corners of the earth's gra

She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.” “No she is not. She is just leading this-“ “Well, if I am leading the team, I am the boss.” “No, you are not. We can call up Frank right now and-“ “Okay wait! Not that I am not enjoying this juvenile bickering, I have too many questions now. You are married with a kid, aren’t you getting married to Hank?” I ask her, “And lead a team to what? Please tell me what is happening!” “Exactly what I am talking about. These things are too complicated. You need to leave right now for your own safety.” She says

CHAPTER 60 THIRD PERSON POV Ayra bent her head low. “I have some information I thought you might need.” “Yeah? What is it?” Layla’s eyes were glazed with disinterest. “It's about Mr. Sterling’s fiancée. I know of someone who hates her for the same reason that you do.” Layla’s eyes brightened at that, but she still didn't seem convinced. “Who is this person you speak of? Can I meet her?”

"Mark took her and brought her to his pack but she ended up being adopted by beta Collin and his wife Melissa. They have a daughter so they treated Maya as their own until Mark started showing interest in her and paying her a lot of attention. Melissa felt that her daughter was being ignored and thus started insulting Maya at every chance she got. On Mark's twentieth birthday, he had promised Maya that he was to take her as his luna but he ended up being engaged to Melissa's daughter, Lily. After that Mark went for secret training and that's when Maya was cast out of the pack and made into an omega. Lily also ordered people to abuse her and over five years, she had undergone every kind of to

I’m more prepared this time. Tomorrow, I continue the plan. For the first time since all of this started, I’m not scared of what Owen might do next. The fear that used to sit heavily in my chest is mostly gone. After watching my parents tear down my door like I was nothing, after realizing how easily people who are supposed to protect you can hurt you, Owen Kyle loses his power. He can glare, threaten, watch me all he wants; none of it compares to what I’ve already survived. I don’t feel reckless. I feel steady. Almost excited. Like, I finally understand that I have nothing left to lose.