Laura Novel Novels & Stories

I wished everything he was wearing, was gone so that I could devour him with my eyes. I looked up at him again, and almost wished that I hadn’t. “Whats your name, beautiful?” My heart skipped. “Laura.” The word came out on a whisper. His eyes glinted and he lifted his free hand, bringing it to touch my face. I jolted when his fingers made contact with my skin and I was too horny to feel embarrassed about my reaction to him merely touching me. Seriously, what was up with me? Why was I reacting this was towards a guy?

I could smell the mating bound emanating from his body; but whenever I looked into those dark eyes of his, all I saw was the love flickering in his eyes when he first saw me and how he gagged and stabbed me countless times. “Hey Laura, wait up!” Sonia waved her hand in my direction. “ Sorry, I wanted to introduce you to my cousin Alex” I rolled my eyes and muttered to myself ‘Dear Moon Goddess, why are you letting me relive my past?’. “Oh , nice to meet you,” I furrowed my brow towards him as he spewed out his name. “Alex” “Alex, nice to meet you” I smiled at him. “I am Laura'' I said. As we shook hands, I felt a jolt of shock wave go through my body. But I paid no attention to it.

And before I could think twice, I leaned in. The kiss was soft at first. Curious. Then deeper. More certain. Her hand found my chest, my fingers brushed her cheek. When we pulled apart, her eyes were searching mine again. But this time, there was no hesitation. And I knew then, this wasn’t the beginning of a fling. This was the start of something I hadn’t let myself believe I deserved. Something real. ……. Laura’s POV I didn’t sleep that night. Not because I was anxious, or confused, or overthinking the way I usually do, but because my heart wouldn’t stop repeating the feel of his lips on mine.

Ethan nodded, but not before shooting Laura a condescending glance. A feeling of ease and relief filled my heart as I watched him go. I knew what I was doing seems unkind, but who marries a pretty young woman and starves her sexually and emotionally? The sobbing sound of Laura made me grab her in a warm hug. She released herself in my embrace as we hugged tightly. The chemistry between us flowed so quickly. She felt so cozy in my arms and I had the desire to protect her. “Please, don't let him tell your mama,” she said something that struck me.

Love was one of the fairy tales Laura had stopped believing in. She was rich, independent, and influential. She didn't feel the need of having a man in her life. But things changed when she met a charming billionaire. He was everything she had wished for. Laura was now wrestling with her wild desires as she tried to contain her emotions and keep a tough persona as an independent lady. See how the story unfolds in Laura's journey of love.

Stood next to her in every version of life she remembered. And still— This was who she had become. Not just the woman who slept with her husband. But the one who tried to kill her baby. Emma’s chest tightened— Not in shock anymore. In understanding. This wasn’t betrayal in a moment of weakness. This wasn’t anger. Or jealousy. This was something far deeper. Far darker. Laura hadn’t just crossed a line. She had erased it. She didn’t just want to replace Emma. She wanted her gone. Removed. Erased.

“Someone like me?” Nikolai’s smile widened. He walked toward her—slow and unhurried, like a man who never needed to rush because whatever he wanted always came to him eventually. “What’s a lost little Luna doing in a den of monsters?” he asked, stopping too close for comfort. His scent wrapped around her—warm spice and something darker, something that clung to her skin and wouldn’t let go. “I’m not lost,” Laura said, lifting her chin despite her trembling legs. “I know exactly where I am.”

Lia sat across from Tyler’s mum, Miss Laura at a small table tucked between two tall bookshelves in the quiet bookstore. The place smelled faintly of old pages and cinnamon tea, and the morning light filtered gently through the front windows. Laura looked healthier than the last time Lia had seen her, almost glowing with regained strength. “Hey, Miss Laura,” Lia greeted softly. “Please, just call me Laura,” she replied with a gentle smile. Lia nodded, returning the smile. “How’s your health? I can see you’re a lot better now.”

Her eyes were sharp and assessing, taking in every detail like a warrior sizing up an opponent. "That's the dumbest question I've ever heard," Laura said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And if this dumb stranger doesn't mind, I had Zephyr and Dante to fuck and you're ruining it." Lyralei's brain started working again. She looked around, really seeing this place for what it was. The fluid edges. The way things shifted and changed. The impossible physics of it all. The fact that Laura had just said she was about to fuck two men who clearly weren't here, like her mind was creating them from imagination.

For the sake of Ericson who had lost all hope in me, and the Crescent who had mocked me to shame, I must find the answers to all of my questions. "Crying won't save you from this, Crescent. Tell me what I need to know, and I may let you walk out if this." "Her name's Laura." Finally. "Who the hell is Laura?" I retrieved the chair from where it fell, and sank myself into it. "She's the dark sorceress who carries out the diabolism." He sniffed, and coughed. The wolfsbane and silver particles in his system where breaking down his immunity quicker than I thought.