Laura Hale Novels & Stories

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.

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 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.

I texted the unknown number. "ALWAYS! Meet us at my car after school. It's the pink hummer. XOXO, Laura" "OMG TNX! CAN'T WAIT!!!" I think that was the correct response. I saved Laura's infomation in my phone. She had honey blond hair with brown eyes. She wore too much make-up in my opinion because she was already very pretty. Last period came and went. I cyberstalked Max and Laura and found pictures of the girl she had been with in the bathroom. Lacey.

“Don't talk to me like that.” He caught my wrist immediately. “Nathaniel.” I stared at him. For once, I didn't have a joke ready. I pulled my hand free. Then, acting on pure impulse, I grabbed the front of Mr. Hale's shirt and pulled him into a kiss. It lasted only a moment before I broke away. My breathing was uneven, my heart was pounding. I looked at Mr. Hale's stunned expression and gave him a crooked smile. “I kiss better.” “Nath—” I leaned in and bit his neck, cutting his words off before they could get out of his mouth.

Too late. I rose slowly, silver flames flickering in my eyes. The hunters scrambled for weapons, their hands shaking. “Where is she?” My voice vibrated in the air, heavy with command. “Whom do you mean?” the leader asked, but fear soured his scent. “My friend. Laura Hale. I can hear her scream.” The power crackled brighter. “Tell me where Laura is, and I might let you live. This is your only chance.” “We don’t know...”