Laura Doyle Book Novels & Stories

she replied. "I don't have an appetite. In fact, surprisingly, I feel full. Now, let's clear the table and retire for the night." We stood up, walked to the kitchen, washed the dishes, and then called it a night. As usual, Laura was afraid to stay alone, so she slept in my room. Serial Killer's POV

Laura said, “Don't worry, I'm upto the task, I will Invite the devil that lives In me out because of them, though, I have dropped all the dirty attitude when I met you, but please let those girls see my true colors, let me give them their size, and I want to put them In their place, and we will be free forever” Clifton explained, “Please, babe, don't go, they might be dangerous” Laura said, “Don't worry, I know what they want, let me put them In their corner” Clifton said,

I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale. While fiction, the essence of Tara Lyle, the main character in this book, mirrors strength as resonant as the very essence of the narrative. I invite you to accompany her until the publication of Tara Lyle Book 2, "At Willete's Mercy," where the saga continues to weave its captivating narrative.

Chapter 21 How Does She Know? Lyla Atelo. After Sage had left my office, I was bristled. Sara and Ivy pounded through the door once more to see me. I knew they were asking questions and rambling on about something, but my mind wasn't in the conversation. My ears kept on echoing Sage's words... I was his first? Like... I was the first woman he had ever had sex with, or did he mean I was the first older woman he had ever had sex with?

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 kept glancing at her watch and the road expectantly. "What's keeping him", she mumbled, quite frustrated from waiting. Laura gazed around for a while and finally spotted an empty bench under a tree adjacent the school premises. She hived a sigh and crossed over to the bench. After settling in, she rummaged through her bag and brought out a novel, "MY REFLECTION" by Otu Harriet. She was a fun of novels and Harriet was one of her favourite authors. She started reading with rapt attention. Ben smiled, wearing a mischievous look. Patrick and Fred glanced at him, wondering what he was thinking of.

Laura returned to her room since she had no interest in business discussions. That left Lady Dallas and Lucien alone in the living room. Lady Dallas smiled warmly as she began sharing stories about Lyra’s childhood. Lucien listened attentively, occasionally laughing at the stories. It was the first time he was seeing this side of Lyra, and it made her feel more… human. She then spoke about Laura. “She’s very different from Lyra,” Lady Dallas said. “She didn’t go into business like her father and sister. She chose the entertainment industry instead.”

She must not get caught, not ever. With fiery eyes, burning from determination, Laura once again opens the box she had hidden underneath her bed. She opens it with the key that’s hanging around her neck before bringing out the guide notebook which Olivia had written. Before opening the notebook, she had remembered something which made her stand up from sitting on top of the queen-sized bed. She walks towards the bedroom door to lock it. Better be careful, she thought. She goes back to her bed, positioning herself in her most comfortable position before finally reading the notebook. She begins to study it, memorizing every single detail written. She also took the Olivia’s smartphone to see if

LAURA I stretch lazily, as I open my lids slowly, I adjust to the r dim lighted room, I can barely see things clearly , I move my hand unconsciously to feel something soft , I look down to my hand, it's a bed An alarm rings in my brain all of a sudden , it's a bed but not my bed, the memory of the previous events and my blackout hits me, instinctively I search around for a weapon, anything , but all my attempt ends in failure , the only thing in the room is a bed and a sofa, Someone turns on the light switch a I squint my eyes away from the light and slowly open them back ,gradually my lenses adjust to the light I see the woman from the previous night before the door, I spring at her rea

Because Mel never missed. Mel was cruel, she was chaotic, she was reckless, and she killed with a smile on her face. As for Laura, she was a nice girl with good grades, a nice apartment in California, and… Weirdly, no boyfriends. Because men who hung up with her disappeared. And they all ended up in the hands of Mel. “We should get going. The party has started.” Douglass called out from the door of my closet, her eyes taking in my body. “What time is it?” I inquired stepping into the Puma Sneakers,