Layla Aisha Winx Club Novels & Stories

It was perplexing. Layla no longer hid her intentions to attend the Moonbane festivities. It was odd to everyone except for Tabitha and Alistar who knew the truth. But no one was brave enough to ask her. Since Cassias' accident, her demeanor changed completely. She was a new person, a stronger, more confident, intimidating person. Layla did not shy away from the new sense of fear she instilled in those around her. She knew that if she could harness the fear and wear it like a cloak that when it came time for her to take her rightful place as Luna that no one would dare to challenge her.

I moved out of his way and watched him clean the wound on her head. “She has a concussion I’m sure,” he said looking at me. “It’s not a big deal if you announce she is the Luna. As long as you keep Drew tamed, I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” he chuckled. “But she’s beautiful and if she’s mated to you, then there is a strong reason for it.” “What do you mean?” I countered. “Well she’s Lycan and witch blood, I can smell both on her,” he said looking back at her. “She is going to be strong once she finds her true self. I have a feeling she knows nothing of this yes?”

Beta Nick was in charge of managing pack matters while they were out. After the formalities, the men started with a casual talk about pack business and border security without the specifics. Meanwhile, the women reconnected. Luna Lily was emotional after seeing Glinda alive and well but anxious at the same time, knowing that Elaine came with the group. “Glinda, who would have thought that our children are fated mates? I knew she was your daughter the moment I saw Agatha for the first time. She looks exactly like you." Lily affectionately rubbed Agatha’s back while her other hand rested on her rounded belly. In response, Agatha rested her head on Lily’s shoulder and circled an arm around the

"Good morning Aunt!" Karis greets immediately she walks into the sitting room. "Morning, sweetheart! When did you get back? " Mrs Wachukwu asks, quite surprised to see her Karis, she had no idea that she was back. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you! She came back last night!" Aunty Stella says to her sister with a broad smile. "Morning Juliet!" Karis greets immediately she sights Juliet, who returns the greeting with a smile. Meanwhile, Alexandra walks in. She greets her Mum and Aunt, you could tell she was in a shitty mood. She is still dressed in her nighties which looks so transparent.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

was all I could respond to, as I picked at the green vegetables in my bowl and took a bite. "I heard the Alpha went to that auction held in Barbara's club once, but he never picked anyone there," Layla continued. "Why?" Layla shrugged. "Maybe when he went there, no one piqued his interest. So basically, you're the first one from that club." "How do you know all of this?" I couldn't help but ask after noticing that Layla has a stronger aura than Gayle. Layla chuckled. "I'm his niece, and I handle everything related to his mistresses—dresses, makeup, making sure they know the rules, what to do and what not to do, and what to expect while living here."

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

“She’s right. Ashina just needs to be reminded of her place.” I laughed again, unable to help myself, even though my heart burned with fury at their blindness. “Her place? You think you can remind her? She’s no longer some naïve girl you can push around. She’s beyond your reach, Farkas. Beyond both of you.” But Lysara paced towards me as if I were a child in need of instruction. “We shall see, won’t we?” she said, her voice soft and chilling. “You forget how long I’ve played this game, Esther. You forget how many have thought themselves beyond my reach, only to fall at my feet.”

The possessed Layla let out another chilling laugh. “She only defeated your pathetic Evelyn because I allowed her to tap into my power! She is mine! Her will is subservient to mine! She is merely a shell, a puppet on my strings!” “No!” I shouted, dodging another brutal assault, feeling the familiar sting of energy as she clawed at my arm, her touch burning like ice. “She’s not! She’s Layla Bloodwood, Luna Queen of the Bloodwood Pack, and she belongs to no one but herself, and to me!” My heart ached, a deep, crushing sorrow settling over me. I couldn’t keep fighting her. Not like this. This wasn't a battle against an enemy; it was a battle against my own soul. Each block, each parry, felt lik