Laura Novels & Stories

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.

Laura barked, impressed by his strength in her arms, " Why should I listen to your command when my brother doesn't order me around?" She gave him a hard push after spitting those words. Her eyes were glowing in rage. Cohen furrowed at the stubborn princess unhappily, scoffed getting back to his fighting mood, " Very well! Then you should dream of winning against me!" Laura was a hella proud girl. After her mate's demise, she took charge of an entire pack and managed it successfully. Before marriage, she worked in the ministry. So, she was quite certain that she wasn't going to lose against Cohen.

Then she reasoned “Werewolves don’t see anything In nudity.” Shiela bumped her shoulder.“Come-on don’t stare it’s rude.Take off your clothes and go bath.” “Okay” Laura pulled off her boots,then her shirt and baggy pants she was wearing. The sound of water stopped and Laura turned to see everyone looking at her with their mouth opened. She wondered why. Then she remembered the mark of ELARA. And the stupid thing decided to glow now. “Umm don’t worry you guys I don’t even know how it came.” She smiled weirdly. They went back to what they were doing.

She walked over and paused outside the tent flap. "Come in, Laura," Nikolai's voice called softly. "I can smell your scent." Heat crept up her neck as she pushed inside. The tent was larger than the others, with several people gathered around a table covered in papers and maps. They all looked up when she entered. "Everyone, this is Laura," Nikolai said, rising from his chair. "Laura, meet my team." A petite woman with dark hair stepped forward first. "I'm Lyra. Information specialist." Her eyes were sharp and knowing, like she could see right through people.

Bound to a ruthless monster by an ancient blood rite, Princess Theia is traded away to a foreign realm, unaware that her dangerous new life might finally grant her the freedom to heal. Secrets are reveal and past trauma is uncovered in this whirlwind journey of slow-burn romance and a reverse harem where the men already love each other. In the cold shadows of the Royal Palace of Iskeld, Princess Theia has mastered the art of survival through quiet invisibility. Ignored by her father King Aldric and secretly enduring the calculated cruelty of General Callen. Everything shatters when King Aldric uses her as a political pawn to seal a delicate treaty with their realm's most feared enemy. Niko

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

“And now another unexpected voice has entered the conversation.” The screen shifted again. Emma’s stomach twisted. Laura. Laura Laurent sat inside a television studio looking heartbreakingly elegant. Her dark hair fell softly around her shoulders. Her eyes looked red. As if she had been crying. The interviewer leaned forward gently. “Laura, rumors have circulated suggesting you may have been involved with Dominic Sterling. What would you like to say about that?” Laura shook her head sadly. “Those rumors are completely false.” Emma stared at the screen.

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Anyone who dared to show Kiara any kindness was going to suffer. “What are you doing?Why are you giving me your portion?” Kiara asked as she reluctantly took the food from her and looked around to make sure no one saw them. The girl noticed this and tried to calm Kiara down. “It’s fine,it’s not mine. It’s for one of Hansel’s favorites. And don’t worry, no one is around.” She assured . “My name is Laura.” Laura said as she stretched out a hand to Kiara with a smile beaming.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

Darryl said as he took a slow step forward, but no one knew if he were smiling. Darryl snooped on Lauren while he spoke! Laura was regarded as a famous goddess throughout the Nine Mainland. She was dressed in a long fiery red gown with long hair scattered on both sides of her face. Her skin was as white as jade, and her features were exquisite. However, she looked a little weak. Darryl chuckled inwardly again. He was delighted while he admired her. 'That Ecstasy Poison is extremely beneficial. Laura would never have imagined that the method she used against Zoey would be used on herself.'