Layla Majnun Novels & Stories

Magnolia beamed. The two women had gotten closer over the past two weeks. They had been spending every day together, so it was bound to happen. Laya confessed that she had no interest in Daniel and that he was like a brother to her. She had told Magnolia about the man she was madly in love with and the sad tale of how he was killed right in front of her on their wedding day. He was the reason why she had decided to join the army and become a mage. She had made an oath to herself at her lover’s grave that she would never give her heart to anyone else until the day she died and joined him.

None of them had expected Caroline to emerge victorious. Suddenly, the bottle of red wine in Layla's hands cracked, and she let it fall to the ground. The sound of it shattering snapped everyone out of their daze. The people around Layla wore different expressions as they stared at her now. "No way! That's impossible!" She smashed anything and everything around her as if she had gone insane. She abruptly stood up, grabbed someone by the arm, and snapped, "Tell me that everything I saw just now wasn't real! Tell me that it's all fake!"

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

How come this thing of a rich man falling from the sky didn't fall on her head, having a little man to drive for herself, and making Nora happy, and also getting 20 million dollars, dreaming and waking up with a smile! As soon as Layla was envious, her stomach reacted. She lay on her back by the sink, dry heaving for a long time,Daphne rushed to give her a pat on the back but Daphne’s heart was a little suspicious of the shadow. Layla isn't pregnant,was she? Layla stood up straight and said very slowly, "It's just bad food." Her words did not completely reassure Daphne, and there was always a doubt.

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.

My name is Layla Martins. And this is the story of how I ended up marrying him— A mysterious man I didn’t understand.

I blinked twice while looking at him ridiculously. My jaw literally fell with what I’ve heard. ‘Adryan was his best friend? And Stephanie cheated on him twice?! What the actual fuck?’

Life is unfair. I thought of Layla. I missed her. That girl was a bomb in anyone's life. She was blonde with short straight hair. She hated having long hair because she said she was lazy to comb it every morning. She was a goddess. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. She had several men in the palm of her hand, and one of them was Jay. The poor man had always been in love with my friend and he understood it perfectly. If I had been born a man, the same thing would have happened to me. She had a boyfriend right now and he was perfect for her. I've never seen her so good with a man before until that boy came along. Lewis. It wasn't Layla's style. She was a party and he was homey.

“And you, Aria, or whatever you call yourself. Have you no shame to get yourself entangled with a taken man? I assure you that I, Layla, am going to teach you a lesson that you will live to remember for the rest of your life.” Layla was a very beautiful woman. She had blue ocean eyes, and everyone said that they were the most beautiful eyes in the world. Her hair was caramel, and it was long enough to reach her waist. Her legs were long, and every time she walked the runway, she would leave heads turning. She came abroad to complete her major in modeling, and she was about to walk her first international show. She grew up alongside Damian and a bunch of other rich kids. She was the only one

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #FINAL_CHAPTER 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫 🐫 #OMNISCIENT_POV Laila stunned by Sadiq's statement begins to laugh! She couldn't believe this stranger before her was the late Sultan's real son.. But as she looked at his face, she saw the resemblance.. But how was this possible? All this years, she thought he had died, it was the reason why she had went through all this trouble to conquer Marida! But not, it would seem like the joke was on her.. Not only was she fooled about his death but now Marida is in a state of ruin and the prince is here to end her.