Laura Ingraham Novels & Stories

“Well, as for me, I am more of a social person, but not to majority of.” The woman continue, regardless of the unspeaking Eve she haven’t had garnered responses in return. Laura as her name mentioned about how did she end up on El Casa. She is a University student on her last year. The funds runs out, and before she knew it, she was already knocking on Chicago’s doorsteps to ask for help as she was seen by a mere encounter and was offered for a job. To speak of how appealing she may have gained profit for the club, Chicago of course escalated dither and hired Laura on the spot.

James opened the small fridge that was in the cabinet next to him and pulled out a bottle of wine. Before turning to study her. "So what do you do?" James asked, curious about what she does to make a living. "I'm a model, exclusively for Rock Jewelries," Laura said in response to James's question. She watched the way he opened the wine bottle in a daze. "Oh? What agency are you with?" James asked, suddenly curious. "I don't have an agency," Laura said with a smile as she watched the way he was searching for a glass to use.

She’s one of the celebrated new models featured in the latest summer collection. I felt small all of a sudden, but Liam is mine and she should know to take her hands off him. I tightened my grip on Liam’s arms that made him lose his stepping. She extended her tapered milky fingers toward me, reaching for a handshake. “My name is Laura. One of Liam’s special acquaintance. We just happened to cross paths again, meet each other’s eye, when I saw him walking on Aurelius Street.” Special friend? What does she mean by that? I can sense her reeking duplicitousness in her angelic façade. Her eyes resembled of a sneaky snake, craving, patiently waiting in the underbrush to poison its prey and maw its

Alpha Vincent replied and barged out of the hall. * Laura sat on the bed as tears trickled down her cheeks. "So, if not for Beta Lorenzo my mom will have been alive and I will have a brother or even a sister, my everyday dreams, he has ruined my life every minute, and he has given me a mark that killing me alone won't solve anything, it won't be to wipe away the pains he has given me for years, Beta Lorenzo and his daughter has taken more than enough important people of my life and important things that money can't buy, oh moon goddess why can't I be just happy and live a normal life? Why can't I get over my past without my past becoming a new future for me full of news and stuff's my mind c

Sebastian angrily ended our call. Then, he plastered a smile, took Jayla's hand, and led her proudly into the hall. I tuned into the livestream. Laura Graham, the student who placed first, was speaking on behalf of the others. "Thank you so much, Ms—" "Thank me? Ms. Graham, you're welcome," Jayla interrupted, her smile bright. Laura's parents valued sons over daughters to a brutal degree. If I hadn't noticed her talent for art, they would have sold her off long ago.

“And you’re going to smile. Whatever she says. Whatever she does. You smile and you let me handle the movement of this afternoon.” “She’s going to—” “Ella.” Laura stopped walking. Looked at me directly. “You have thirty women here who came today because of you. Not because of her. Not because of history or title or twenty-two years of whatever she built here. Because of you and what you built.” She held my gaze. “Don’t give her a single thing to use. Not a flinch. Not a tight jaw. Nothing.” I breathed in. “Smile,” Laura said.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

She was telling the truth but some of them were not even convinced by her words. “I am Demir Krumpus wife! So you better get out of my way because I need to meet some people from other side.” The men stared at her but still ignore her presence instead they even stood firmly. But Laura was annoyed by their firmly gesture to one another and she could not even get pass through them. She shook her head and turned her on the side. Meanwhile Grace was just enjoying the wine glass that she had and for her it was adequate in taste but seeing Laura looked like a crazy one a while ago was the best for her. She chuckled while she saw Laura back off from the scene.

Dave pointed at Justin. "Blue Prince is a compass for both of you. He will show you where to go," he added. "Alice!!" shouted a woman from a distance, sounding very high-pitched and damaging her eardrums. They turned their heads in unison and saw Laura running towards them. Laura is the only white galaxy creature who has lived for hundreds of years but has never served on earth. Because her voice was like thunder, Dave was afraid that Laura could bring the world to an end in just one day.

Aurora’s POV; Eliza and I were busy sieving the flour to be used for tonight’s dinner when she suddenly called me through a mind link. I looked up at her in confusion, and he informed me that Laura was heading right for us. I looked up and in the grand kitchen, there she was. Heading straight to us. My mind wandered as I admired how beautiful and graceful she was. She would make a perfect Luna. Kind, gorgeous, caring, beautiful, and graceful.