Laura Pavlov Books Novels & Stories

At this statement, there was a brief pause in Paula’s previous fluid movements. “That can’t be it. My manager is so smart and has been in this industry for years, much less a hint. He should be telepathic at this point, don’t you think?” Laura said with a knowing smile and closed her eyes once more. She only heard a snort from Paula and that answered all her questions. “You can’t be subtle with some people you know?” Laura said after a long time of silence and smiled when she heard Paula hum in agreement. “You should try being bold. Like me,” Laura added, and carried a smug smile on her face. Paula couldn’t really refute her words, especially since she had been able to nab someone like James

Laura didn't fully understand but knew one thing—if Gavin liked her even a little, she would feel happy and content. But Gavin hated her. Along the way, the two chatted and laughed. Laura, who usually said very little—sometimes not even a few sentences in an entire day—was completely different around Phoebe. At school and at home, she was typically reserved, but with Phoebe, she was full of words, her small mouth chattering nonstop, as if she had countless things to say. Her face was also much more animated with smiles, a rare sight in her usual demeanor.

Slowly I push the door and peek through the gap. Laura's eyes wander from left to right across the lines of black wisps on the white paper. She's stretched out on her back, ankles crossed, head and shoulders on a comfortable mound of pillows tucked to support her up. She reads, seemingly oblivious to the world around her. The only sound is the faint hum of the wind between the leaves.

Alexander Pov “I hope you had a nice time with your sister,” I asked, staring at Laura, who sat in one of the guest rooms. Just as I had instructed Madonna not to take her back to the cages, she needed to be fed well and cleaned well, so that in the coming days she would still look presentable to the buyer. “Yes, I did,” she responded as a tear escaped her eyes. “So why then do you still cry ?,” I asked as I moved closer to her.

Sweet, nature-loving, and open to thousands of possibilities, Laura wouldn’t doubt that her intelligence far surpassed the average. When the golden fingers of the sun rose from beyond to penetrate the shadows of the night and let reign the forget-me-not blue sky, with clouds barely drifting on it, Laura stood from the bed and charged her phone. She almost reached the climax of her favorite book, but she had to save it for later. She just felt so heavy and, on top of that, her eyes were already stinging. Sighing, she took a peek outside. She’d been blinded by the rays of the sun, but she was able to see the wide building standing tall in the opposite direction. She pursed her lips, arranging

"You're probably the first person I've brought here in a long time." Laura ran her fingers along the spines of books with titles in languages she couldn't read. "Why show me?" "Because you asked the right questions." He moved closer, reaching past her to pull a leather-bound book from the shelf. His arm brushed against hers, and Laura felt that same jolt of awareness she'd felt in the garden with the moon lilies. Only this time there was no magic making her senses sharper. Just Nikolai, standing close enough that she could feel his warmth.

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.

The question hung in the air, throwing me into a slight state of confusion. Just as Eva was still discussing Sophia, passionately outlining ways she might subtly ‘orchestrate’ a meeting or ‘remind’ Sophia of the good times, the study door swung open. Laura stood there, perfectly coiffed, her expensive silk robe clinging to her figure. She had probably heard Eva’s voice, or sensed my attention was elsewhere. Her eyes, usually sparkling with artificial cheer, were now narrowed, cold, and instantly fixed on Eva, then on me. She had clearly caught the tail end of Eva’s sentence, something about Sophia.

“That was not enough, you kept me there for hours while you had a fun time with your grandmother, and you have the guts to ask me why I sat down after waiting for so long? Liam, you are a monster, and I'm not going to be prey to you like Avery. Thankfully, the universe gave me something I can use.” Her lips slowly stretched in a wide grin, I recognized this look. Laura is a very manipulative woman, and she only gets this way when she has something up her sleeves, but then I tried to think of the possible thing she has up her sleeves, what could it be? I asked no one in particular. “And now I get to make the rules around her my lovely Liam, so you better get your acts together if you still wa

"I just hope I never run into Victor when I visit Lucas and my friend, they told me it wouldn't happen because he hates family reunions, but with Victor nothing can be expected. VICTOR I had completely forgotten that Laura had a presentation yesterday and now I must compensate her for not accompanying her and arriving until the last minute, I told her I would give her anything and she surprised me when she brought so many books, clothes and makeup, she has her allowance that she never spends but now she makes me spend as a punishment since I hate spending money on useless things and for me, this is useless, she has her closet full of clothes, books that she recently bought and she still hasn