Laura Novels & Stories

“And smell. I can scent the sweat on your palm and face. There's really no need to be suspicious of me. I literally saved your life.” Her eyes surveyed Jenine again. “I'm Laura by the way.” “Jen… Jenine.” “And for Goddess sake, Jenine, calm yourself. Your heart's gonna burst out of your chest if you keep going like that. I mean I don't bite. Mostly,” she rolled her eyes. “Oh…” Jenine shuddered as her mind went back to the night she had first arrived at Lupestone. Her face creased as the sweat beads formed on her forehead. “Yo I'm just kidding,” Laura chirped as her mouth parted, a little laugh escaping her lips.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

Laura was taken aback; the smile on her lips disappeared. Instead, her eyes flashed with fear, and her face was pale. But very quickly, Laura tried to appear calm in front of Azura. She said in a defiant voice: "Is that so? Maybe the wound on your neck has already healed? That's why you're so bold."

hickey retorts as she oats me on the back, I grunt a little knowing his lost she had been and iersed in darkness and ignorance just like I was until yesterday, "You do not get the point I'm trying to pass accross to you, William isn't Laura's mate she's Arthur's mate she is a hunter and Arthur is an hybrid however now Laura had hybrid blood running in her hunter veins do you realise how disastrous it is and it bothers me that no one takes me seriously being an hybrid would be an horrible turn for Arthur,

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 underbrus

Growing up sporting rags and gross hand-me-downs meant that all those old t-shirts fit me like dresses; hence me despising wearing them in the first place. After Jacob had left, I practically inhaled the delicious eggs, pancakes, and bacon made by Christine. Never in my life have I eaten so much food in one day- that I can recall anyways. Tate's mother, Luna Frances, hasn't come to see me yet. It's been several hours so I decided to clean myself up to go down and meet her myself. Aura feels excited to meet the mother of the man we're destined to, but I'm just nervous; internally shaking because I'm not sure if she'll accept me. Maybe she wanted him to mate with Lisa instead. I shivered just

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

I tried to ask in the best possible calm manner I could. She turned around. She had black hair, perfect hourglass figure . A bit taller than I am. She looked up and down at me, before opening her mouth to speak "I'm Laura, Christian girlfriend. I'm here to see him." Christian what?

Laura said, leaning against Isabelle’s desk, "Where did you go? I saw you had coffee, but I didn’t see you at the stand. I was just there." Isabelle quickly smiled, trying to sound casual. "Oh, I grabbed it a little earlier. We must have missed eachother." Laura nodded, though her expression suggested she wasn’t entirely convinced. She leaned against Isabelle’s desk, launching into a story about her time in Asia. Isabelle listened politely, though her mind was still half on the rooftop. “You know,” Laura continued, her tone shifting, “when I was Liam’s PA, we were quite close. I had a huge crush o

"I'll save you the heart palpitations." I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "What are you up to?" I demanded. Laura leaned closer, dropping her voice into a conspiratorial whisper. "Guess who's been parading herself all over the pack as the new Luna?" she said, her lips curving into a sly smirk. I blinked, confused. "What? Who?" Laura’s grin widened, a slow, sharp thing filled with meaning. She leaned back, crossing her legs elegantly, tapping her nails against her knee. And then… She dropped the bomb. One word. One name. One storm. "Maya."