Laura Mina Novels & Stories

"Scarlett." ******

lilian said, pointing to herself. It wasn't surprising to Laura that she knew about her connection to Kneed. "I'm his mate!" Laura said, in defense. "Never!" Lillian thundered. "You will never be! I'll crush you before you get close to him. You will die a miserable death! You can never have him, as he belongs to me." She affirmed in a thunderous tone. Swiftly, she put her hands out and tightened them into fists. In the next second, Laura held onto her chest and started to cough out blood.

Laura had already walked into the mansion and saw Egan and Yin He Chengdu left, and Cara was still watching them, so he turned back and said to Cara: "Cara, Mina likes you the most, can you help me to persuade her?" Although Cara was not very happy, he also asked Her: "What happened to Mina?" Laura said lightly: "Because of some matters, someone came to make trouble just now, and Mina was frightened." She only told Cara part of it. "What about the young marshal?" "The young marshal happened to be passing by." Laura also imitated Cara to call Robert the young marshal. Laura just finished speaking, but Cara suddenly smiled, "Anyway, there are many coincidences between you, and I don't know if

Laura blurted with a strong tone, her face so mean. "You are right!" The Alpha replied before I could even say anything. Did he just agree to that? "Laura is not your mate! She is working for the demons because of the help she got from them. Joy's mother is your true second mate, and Laura had her caged for many years, waiting for her death! She has a secret room where she keeps the forbidden dark mirror, which she uses to invoke the demon king. She doesn't care about this pack!" I shouted at him, kicking the table in exasperation.

Ava's POV Victor didn’t react to the change in my tone. His voice remained even, almost conversational. “Laura is Mr. Hale’s final disciple,” he began, as if reciting something well established. “She has an impeccable reputation here and internationally. She’s the youngest porcelain restorer in the field and the most renowned. Every major collector and elite seeks her out.” Each word felt like a sharp, precise needle driving deep into me. “She’s always needed a proper assistant,” he continued. “I’ve seen your work. Your fundamentals are solid. You could handle the simpler pieces.”

His tone carried an edge as he added, “But know this—no one who harms my family will ever go unpunished.” I pressed my lips together and decided to change the topic. “Is Mum still filming?” My mum, Laura Hemsworth, the Luna of the Crimson Pack, is a well-renowned actress in the human world. She has mastered the art of balancing her secret life as a wolf while maintaining her place among the elite. Even now, in her forties, she captivates audiences and wins accolades, all while keeping her bond with Dad and the Crimson Pack a tightly guarded secret.

Mina looked shocked; her lips parted but nothing escaped, and she scoffed. "What the hell is wrong with you? I would never use that against you," she said, sounding genuinely confused. Christian didn't buy it; he swiped through her phone and shoved the screen toward her face, showing the video message. Her eyes widened and she gritted her teeth hard enough that I could hear it through the feed. "Who the hell did this?" he growled. "I can't think of anyone else." She stopped and her eyes widened. "What about Xena? Or perhaps Silvia? They are the only ones who are actually so close to Laura," she said. That made my heart rise in panic, but then Christian shook his head.

Either way, nobody would come to my aid. “Well, well. Look at you, Luna.” The voice was cold, dripping with venomous mockery. My head jerked up, and I saw her standing there,a smirk dancing at the corner of her lips Laura. My husband’s mistress. She sauntered into the room, her treacherous eyes gleaming with triumph. “I must say, Enise, you’ve done a wonderful job. Lucas and I couldn’t be happier.” Something about her words rubbed me wrong. It's like a conspiracy was about to be revealed.

I had requested playful, Laura however was out to kill. I was wearing a one piece black strapless sundress that tied behind my neck with a shawl to cover the large medusa tattoo on my arm, and was also wearing high heels after all my legs were my best feature. I have to say I think Laura was Laura's best feature. Sitting across the table from her I couldn't remember ever being with such a beautiful woman. I told her that and her face turned redder than her blouse.

she asked again, her brows pulling together in an almost cute pout. She moved to close the door, clearly uninterested in a conversation, but I slapped a hand against the frame, keeping it open. I met her gaze head-on. “I’m Laura, from Room 6B downstairs. I get that you love a good party, but other people are trying to sleep. Your music is too damn loud. Will you turn it down?” It was unnerving to be staring at someone who looked so much like me but wasn’t related in any way. Wasn’t there some old superstition about doppelgängers being a bad omen?