Laura Mina Novels & Stories

I did not see why her name was ironic. “Why is her name funny Theodore?” She hid her face from sight. “It means supplanter, devotee of the virgin Mary…” She sounded sad. So her name meant she was a substitute for power who worshiped a virgin named Mary? Who is Mary? “Who is the virgin Mary? And why is that a bad name for a demon?” They exchanged a look with each other. “No one Layla. They both said it at the same time. They would not tell me the truth. It was like they were hiding something from me. I let it go though. It was not important at the time.

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

Then she moved forward to bow her head in front of me, followed by Loki's mother who elbowed him in the stomach. "Forgive us Princess, my name is Mina and this is Laura my friend and Loki's mom. We both cooked for everyone in every occasion that Alpha Zero held." "Nice meeting you Laura and Mina, please dismiss the formalities and treat me like the common member of the Cold Mountain pack."

she said, afraid that she might have been too obvious. “Your face looks very familiar” the lady added. On hearing this Amira’s heart started thumping. “You must be the wife of the blacksmith” the lady said getting even closer to her. With great relieve that she wasn’t recognized, she face her and played along. “I’m vina” the lady said extending her hand for a hand shake. “I....I’m , Am .....m... Mika” Amira stuttered. Vina chatted with her for a bit, and she noticed she loved talking. But then she was such a beautiful lady and she wandered what brought her here.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

For this reason, he was always mean to Laura and her friends; Michelle and Monica especially Laura. Laura on the other hand is known to be one of the prettiest girls in school and her dad was a competitor to Jace’s father in business. Unlike Jace, she was much nicer but has an arrogant attitude in conversing with Jace and his friends. Michelle is caramel toned and is as tall as Laura who is 5 ‘7 feet tall. She has glowing caramel skin tone, light brown hair and has the best definition of hour glass shape. Though she doesn’t have hip dips like Laura and Monica, she still has a lit body shape. Monica is 5’4 and she is exceptionally cute even without giving a try. She is fair in complexion, has

“No luck.” She shook her head and wrapped me in a hug. “They are stubborn as hell. But they will see reason. Logan will come to his senses. He will realize you are what he needs. Not that bitch, Sienna.” I laughed at Luna Gloria calling Sienna a bitch. She was always so calm and collected. It was necessary. She was a Luna. Calling someone a bitch was totally not a Luna thing. But it was nice to know that she agreed with me. Sienna really was a bitch.

Laura would say joking, her eyes lit with pride and love whenever she spoke of Damien or assurance, whenever Lana aired her apologies to her for Damien's distance with her. "This..." Damien spoke, his voice a little hoarse and the paper shook slightly in his hands, "Is this for real?" Lana shrugged, "Why would Laura lie?" She uttered, "And besides, with the recent happenings, you've seen for yourself that Rina is bad news." Her voice hardened as she thought of Rina having a hand in her attack, "She'd always been that way, Damien, can't you see? She is the gold digger here, who cares nothing about you, not me!"

Emma finally managed to free her arm, but that problem seemed to have been forgotten, as her eyes were narrowed as she stared at Laura as if she was rummaging through her own mind in search of some memory “Do I know you?” "No. Of course you don’t.” Laura opened a smile that was pure mockery “My name is Laura Poulin, Mrs. Bianchi. You can contact my lawyers if you want. I'm sure they'll have a piece of advice or two to give to a lady your age who's still trying to pick fights with girls who would be old enough to be your great-granddaughters.” “And what do you have to do with this?!” "Nothing." Laura replied, colder than ever “Absolutely nothing.”

"Do you need my help, Mistress?" Laura's voice rang out, startling Minerva. She was in her head and replied. "No need, you go do your own thing." Laura nodded and continued her work.