Laura Dern Book Novels & Stories

Stood next to her in every version of life she remembered. And still— This was who she had become. Not just the woman who slept with her husband. But the one who tried to kill her baby. Emma’s chest tightened— Not in shock anymore. In understanding. This wasn’t betrayal in a moment of weakness. This wasn’t anger. Or jealousy. This was something far deeper. Far darker. Laura hadn’t just crossed a line. She had erased it. She didn’t just want to replace Emma. She wanted her gone. Removed. Erased.

She filtered through them, trying to find the perfect one to start with before she stumbled upon one with a very catchy cover. There was a lady or girl with a red hoodie covering almost half of her face with other features like a bowing girl, held down by chains and then surrounded by lit candles. In total, the cover looked really captivating. She brought out the book before shutting the drawer. She wore her glasses and glanced at the book, Bound By The Erstwhile Chains, read the title. She turned it over and saw the author's name, Lara .A. Falowo and a bit about her. Fascinated by the prologue, she dived into the book, flipping pages after pages until she heard a voice come through the inte

Laura grinned at Zara, "I look forward to our journey together. Zenrada is a place you will love. Once we are done rebuilding, that is." "Oh, I won't be staying for long," Zara replied. Scoffing as her bare feet made to initiate motion, Luna Laura said, "We will see about that." And, she sounded as though she was certain about something no one else knew about. Alisha and Zaramanni kept their eyes on Laura and once she was locking arms with King Darren, Alisha looked at Zaramanni and warned, "Be wary of her. I think she sees you as a rival."

And God help whoever thinks they can burn me twice. Laura I’ve been staring at the same sentence in this damn book for twenty minutes. Something about love and destiny. I laugh quietly to myself. Oh, seems like destiny’s got a sick sense of humor. My mind has been in a tailspin. I guess I kind of push aside but when I heard that Damien was around, it's okay rushing back. Especially my discussion with Alec. The Miami sun spilled through the glass walls, golden and warm, but it could touch the cold that’s taken root inside me.

“It's not often you can come here, Laura. Knowing you would come, I would have cooked more!” “No need, no need." Laura waved her hand with a chuckle. "I came here to eat the food you made, but also because I wanted to discuss work. Oh, Amelia there? Hello, Amelia!” Amelia turned for a moment towards Ruth and Laura. “Hello, aunties…” “Ouch! Your daughter is so cute!” "I know, I know," commented Sandra. “Then what do you want to talk about?” “Oh, right. I nearly forgot." Laura cleared her throat. “About the promotion for the newest book, I have a great idea.”

LAURA "Let me out," I begged. "Please…" My voice was now a shaky whisper. It had taken less than ten seconds for me to realize that the door wouldn't open unless he wanted it to. But he smiled at me like he didn't want it to. He enjoyed watching me panic. Watching me beg. My survival instincts flared so violently that I no longer cared what I looked like. "Please, let me go. I'm sorry," I babbled, tears welling in my eyes.

Chapter One - Laura Note to readers: Chronologically, this novella takes place after “A Forever Kind of Love” but before “A Wonderful Kind of Love”. It also contains characters from “Saltwater Kisses” and “Yours Completely”. You do not need to have read any of these books to enjoy this book. If you like this story, “A Wonderful Kind of Love” picks up where it leaves off. Laura “Oh God, it's him.” Laura wished she could just melt into the floor and vanish for a few hours. Of course he had to come to this. He was the last person she wanted to see today.

The pressure almost tore her apart but she didn’t let go. The library reformed around her in broken pieces. Shelves and storm-light and scattered journals and silver mist all came back together unevenly. This time the everywhere was different. Laura wasn’t asleep. She was still standing in the spirit-realm library, waiting. Laura stared at her with a frown but she didn’t look shocked this time. She looked like she’d expected Lyralei to come back. “You again,” Laura said. Then after a moment, “I waited for you.”

“Stop this nonsense Laura. Our daughter was just one and half year old.” Laura chuckled and stood in between his thighs. “You know how I was being haunted by the thoughts in my head every night. I always try to fight it but I could not Demir. Do you know the reason why I wanted to be back here?” Her voice was seductive that made Demir groaned deeply and felt the heat through his thighs. Laura o the other hand was busy having her time with her toy. She could hear his deep breath from his mouth and that made her awake the heat from within.

I had seen the book more than him but the superior craftsmanship still dazzled me. "It's beauti…" Crash! A loud noise startled both of us and I nearly tripped on my own two feet. “Dante!" I growled under my breath. It was Laura. What did she want now? She stormed right past me and stood right in front of Dante who had stood up in alarm. He was livid and his eyes were glaring hatefully at her. “Laura, what are you doing…” She didn't let him finish and threw something like a plastic pen on the table.