Laura Hale Novels & Stories

He pulled back and looked at me with those beautiful assessing eyes and then immediately started telling me about a dream he’d had involving Gerald the dinosaur and what sounded like an elaborate heist. I was still listening to him narrate the dream when Laura appeared in the doorway. She was in a simple sundress, her hair loose, minimal makeup. She looked like the morning sun—unhurried and warm and something I didn’t have a word for. “Hi,” she said. “Hi.” We looked at each other for a second longer than was necessary, then— “Alec, let Xavier breathe,” she said, turning away first. “He’s fine,” I said. “Gerald’s heist is very important.”

Helen sees it too and she laughs. We’re all standing in the foyer. The guards are stationed outside, guarding the condo. “She’s right Cary,” Helen wipes an imaginary tear from her right eye. “Be sure to keep an eye out for Laura tonight.” “Who’s Laura?” I demand to know. I’m even more curious when my dad flushes harder. “She’s no one,” he says, glaring at his sister. “Just an acquaintance. An old friend of the family.” “Oh she’s more than an acquaintance, alright.” Helen leans in and whispers in my ear, loud enough for Cary to hear. “They dated all through high school. And then, Cary broke up with her after she got into a very public fight with me.”

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

The girl was clearly the opposite of the graceful Lolerei. Lolerei must be very anxious because this girl would be Luna instead of her. But she didn't need to worry at all because I would destroy everything Ikaros Alexandrovich loved. ***** Azalea's POV When I arrived at Jay's apartment, I noticed that my sister's scuffed leather shoes with worn-out soles were already by the door. And seeing those shoes, suddenly, guilt spread within me. If only my education wasn't so expensive, she would have bought herself a new pair of shoes.

Her eyes locked on Laura, intensity burning. “You don’t believe it?” Laura shook her head. “No. I don’t.” “And what if you find out it’s real?” Sloane asked, tossing her bag onto the couch and walking closer to the bed. “You know I’m the baddest girl in this game,” Sloane added, her eyes serious. She was a private investigator—a well-known one—and had studied criminal justice in school. Sloane had been close friends with Laura and Melissa back then; they were inseparable. Melissa didn’t attend school, but Sloane did.

Well, she should enjoy the little time she had with Greg, because she, Laura West would strike again soon and this time, she would not lose. Her days of taking shits and accepting defeats were over. Her days of being softhearted, merciful and showing pity and kindness when she wasn't supposed to, were over. So Samantha, be on the watch starting tonight because Laura West, mother of Cameron West Williams, yes Williams, is out to take what, or rather who rightfully belonged to her. ❤❤❤ She saw him excuse himself from Samantha and headed towards the restroom and she straightened and turned to Dexter with a sweet smile.

Laura simply went to Huaqiang Road to find Professor Helen, and he continued to help Dylan run the book club. Professor Helen was a little surprised when he saw Laura, "Laura, why are you back?" However, he added: "Last time I heard Cara say that you have returned to work, and it was on the cover of that pictorial. It seems to be true." Professor Helen was more surprised by her change, not by her return.

I pushed him away forcefully. "You don't have authority over me!" I snapped as I exited the room, two guards trailing behind me. As everyone parted to let me through, I walked into the ballroom. I exuded confidence and a commanding presence. As I approached the front of the room, I could see fear and curiosity in everyone's eyes. "Hello, I know many of you are interested in learning more about me. My name is Laura, but I was previously known as Brie Turner. I am Dedrick's daughter, and I have returned home."

I tapped Rita, waking her up and we both stood up. "This is Rita and Makaila." Nigel introduced us. "Wait, So this is the famous Makaila, Christian won't stop talking about." Mrs Hales smirked. "That's right."Nigel smiled at me and I smiled at Christian's parents. "It's a pleasure to meet...." I stretched my hand for a shake, only to be pulled in to a bone crushing hug by Mrs Hales. Not what I was expecting...

deserted. As if the whole town was deserted, if truth be told. Wait. Ellaine’s mind voiced out. The place was so familiar to her. She knew it very well after all. She just can’t remember why she recognized the place. She dreamed of it. The answer came abruptly to her. “Finrod, Margarette, I have dreamed of this place.” “You did?” Margarette was all ears. “This is Shasta, the ghost town of Lenriad. How come you dreamed of it?” Finrod asked.