Layla Majnun Novels & Stories

My insides are screaming as panic sets in as flashes of the last however long, blaze through my mind like a forest fire. "My name is Layla. I don't know where I am, or how I got here. I don't even know what day it is. I was running and fell off a cliff into a raging river and that is the last thing I remember. Brady and Jace - " I start to explain what happened when he slams his fist into the cement wall cracking it. Whoa.

I looked back to see he and Frey arguing, his hands pointing to the main exit, Frey was definitely crying but I had moved away from them so I couldn’t see or hear clearly. “You need to remove the noise and just watch with your eyes and heart. Or else you will loose the man for you!” Layla had said those words to me few days ago when we had our girl trip to one of the most expensive mall, all sponsored by Zain. But Zain is crazy and unpredictable and once I put myself right in his palm he might just tighten his hands around me. I know he wants me, he always gets what he wants and I can’t just lose my guards? At least I’m not denying the fact that I want him too.

Layla explained, her eyes scanning the room nervously. I gazed at her stomach and she began telling me about he so-called masters, the Taller one name was Master Bradon, according to Layla he had a pinch of heart in his body but the short one name Master Carlos was Ruthless and despicable, he was the one that raped her and got her pregnant.

"The head maid told me that the NorthStar is meant to shine the brightest today and I really wanted to see it, its not like I haven't seen it before but its like the cake you eat regularly but just one day you really crave it...like really really crave it so yes I kept awake late to see it but then there are so many stars today so I could not find it and ended up falling asleep on the roof b-but then I had a nightmare and it was so scary...I am scared." Layla twiddled with her fingers as her voice got low at the end and she looked down while not knowing why she ran to Icarus. They were married out of the obligation for Avesta's king, it wasn't like he really liked her...but she, well she did

'Wait, what? She let out a questioning voice and made a confused expression. Chandler raised an eyebrow. This was not the time to be thinking about being the recipient to an unrequited attraction but her drunk mind was already picturing long fingers slide down and settle at her waist. The feeling had not yet subsided and she reluctantly kept on thinking of Levi, despite having a famous, well off, well built man with a double life who might pose a threat to her plans right in front of her. Chander's sudden interruption brought her back.

"Can you believe that some arrogant rich guys asked me out to dinner. Like who does he think he is?" She continued to rant about her day to Azaera who was less interested in whatever she had to say and was simply enjoying the stroking. Layla looked at her cat and found out that she wasn't listening and simply smiled. She was a lovely black cat. Everytime she looked into her blue eyes, she was reminded of her mother. She sighed sadly but resigned to the fact that she was in a better place. She didn't deserve to see her husband drunk and naked , fucking ladies that don't know how to shave. She was in a much better place.

Lady Macbeth released a smile together with a small bow before making her exit. " She's flawless.... and pretty too " Shane muttered on his own. *** The Girl's Apartment *** " You're still on this. Really? " Mirah asked unbelievably. Layla raised her brows. " What are you talking about!? " Layla asked in a sarcastic manner. " Is it really that hard for you to let go of him?, You two can be never be together. You should really make a fast decision in accepting that you two are from different worlds. Totally different worlds " She explained and Layla sighed.

“How’s it?” Layla sat down. She drank the glass of wine on the table and gobbled four glasses of wine she served herself. “I need to use the restroom.” She excused herself and strode out of the hall. Mia sat down and picked up the wineglass on the table. She saw the label on the wine bottle and opened her mouth, shocked. “The drink is alcoholic!” Layla felt dizzy as she turned to the corner of the toilet. She looked up and read wrong, and she mistakenly turned to the male toilet. She opened the door and Asher turned to her with his trousers unzipped.

Layla tirelessly entered the car, whispering, “Damn.” Layla’s mission was to monitor and support Calantha to join the party and meet Asher. But a noble woman stopped her from fulfilling her duties. Layla met her at the WC. The fat middle-aged woman was so tormented by her abdominal pain that she confused Layla for her daughter, and held on to her hands, screaming relentlessly even though she had tried everything to calm her down. It was all over when another girl walked into the WC and helped Layla and that miserable woman.

Our gazes locked. She felt it. I was sure. My eyes flicked to her lips, and I watched her bite it. Then they flicked back to her beautiful eyes. I was so drawn to it that I had no idea when I began to tilt my head, leaning in. I whispered, “I don’t know who I am anymore… but I feel like myself when I’m near you. I want you.” I was close, so close. I could almost taste her lips on mine, then suddenly, Lyra backed away, breaking the connection. And without a word, she fled. Back to the dungeon.