Laila Kroshka Novels & Stories

Hussaina says and jumps over the couch standing in between her and Lash. "Attention everyone please, this is my sister inlaw, Aisha Humaira, popularly known as HumyLash, the famous blogger and chef." Hussaina says. "Nice to meet you all. I'm Lash." Lash smiles. "We know." another fair girl with a smallish and petite structure says tapping her phone. She doesn't seem to be interested in whatever is happening. "Amhal can you shut up." Halima snaps and the Amhal girl keeps quiet.

"They're hot, huh?" she whispered into my ear. The way the heat hit my skin and the words blew a cool breeze across my neck sent a shiver down my spine. My senses were heightened, and my body was raw in the most intimate way. Roller derby caused my insides to purr the way my Camaro did-and I was in love. My eyes followed the Jammer in black, I think Roxie said her name was Aerial, but it didn't matter-all I knew was little girls needed to aspire to this, not boys with bank accounts.

Next to her was Janita. When she saw me, she smiled. “Bring her forward.” The guards shoved me ahead until I stumbled into the open. I lifted my head, forcing myself to meet her gaze. I had never hated anyone the way I loathed her. Kayla rose slowly, her movements deliberate, elegant. “My people,” she began, her voice ringing through the night. “You all know who this is. Laila, the witch who pretended to be one of us.” “She came to our land with dark magic,” Kayla continued. “She attacked me, your Queen.”

He put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair, "Of course it's something to do with you. You get under his skin like loiasis." "Loiasis?" I questioned. "It's a parasitic worm that lives under the skin and itches like hell," he said with a wide smile. "That's you. You are the worm." "Ew, Mateo I'm tryna eat," the girl complained as she lifted her panini. "Gee thanks," I muttered. "Do I look like a parasitic worm to you?" "Oh, this is Allison," Mateo said, gesturing to the girl, "Allison, this is Ella."

Lilith's POV. I gasped sharply, stumbling backward instantly as the bowl clattered loudly against the floor. Pain burned against my skin immediately. My breathing turned uneven as shock froze me in place. Ria stared at me coldly. “You can’t even cook properly.” I looked down at my ruined dress in stunned silence while soup dripped slowly onto the floor around me. Humiliation crashed over me so suddenly my throat tightened painfully. “I-I’m sorry,” I whispered quietly.

She looks sophisticated but the simplicity can still be seen. She was wearing a white blouse and jeans. A simple watch in the right hand. Her long black hair was tied on a ponytail. Also, a light make-up and red lipstick on the lips. Krauis estimated her age and that she was only five years older than him. "Kraius Montreal at your service," he joked and held out his left hand to her for a hand shake. "Laura Moran," she replied with a smile. Krauis smiled to himself. Although he was annoyed with the traffic at EDSA, the beautiful face in front of him made it gone. If he only didn't know that she was married and was going to annul it, she might have been on his list as well.

She is beautiful, petite, caramel colour skin, with shoulder length, wavy red hair, big hazel colour eyes, with the longest lashes. Beautiful lips, a beautiful smile. But the scent…. The scent, just isn’t there….. Maybe it wasn’t this girl I’d scented… Maybe with the bar being this busy I was mistaken. Maybe now I had missed my chance at meeting my mate because I had thought it was this girl. “Manuel, this is Lola Castillo from Crimson Night Pack, Lola, this is Manuel Gomez” Lilah smiled as she introduced us.

I leaned my elbow on the table and cupped my forehead with my hand, and groaned, “Your impossible when you're like this.” She chuckled “I am trying to lighten the mood, Lilly.” I tilted my head back and whispered, “It's not working, Lisha.” “I know; you have been a really good friend to me, you know that, don't you?” I leaned back in the chair and whispered, “What's going on?” LIsha looked up at the roof, then back at me, and murmured, “I know how to defeat Allana.” “And”

Laila replied. Among the Chambermaids chosen by Fuschia, Laila is the only former lady of the Baron family who went bankrupt, even have to sell her family status to pay off debts. She rarely mingled with other servants. Many think that Laila is more arrogant than the lady they serve, the Crown Princess.

“I want to talk about my art and how proud I'm of it. “I want to celebrate being liberated from the confines of marriage in which I was nothing more than a decoration. You are welcome to stay but I'll prefer you left.” With that she turned on her heels and made her way to stretch Janka's hand. Janka clapped her and waved for the champagne to be passed around. “ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the short delay and interruption of tonight's showcases. My good friend and employee, Laila has created yet another wondrous of her incredible talent. This set she has put out this evening for us, is a deep dive into heartache, grief , pain, loneliness, but also love healing, restitution and brilli