Novelas y relatos de Layla Miller

“Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.” “But that is clearly not happening," a voice said behind them as they turned to see who that was. “ I’m sorry for startling you. I’m Tia, Tia Williams," the pretty girl introduced. ~ ~ ~ “ You lost that right, Zac; the fact that I’ve been patient enough to listen to your crap doesn’t give you the effort to talk down on me,” Aly added, cutting him off. She had gone to the shop to grab some snacks for herself when she bumped into Zac.

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

“I helped and abated a criminal!” “Course you did.” She rolled her eyes and looked at me, her expression softening. “Hi Myra.” Did everyone know my name?! “I’m Layla from 3D.” Ahh, Seth left out the fact that she was a nurse. “Nice to meet you.” I answered, forcing a smile on my face as I dialed Pierce’s number. “Donna can be a little unhinged, what did she do-beautiful dress by the way.” “She didn’t really do anything.” Not like anyone could control Pierce’s action. “I’m sorry I need to make a call.”

Selina pleaded "Selina, calm down. I'll not report you to anybody, you shouldn't be scared of me and feel free to air your views. And my name is not my lady's is Amira . I want you to be free to tell me anything, and I hope I could also tell you anything too and it'll be safe with you." Amira asked. "Yes my lady.. I'm sorry Ami .. Ami..ra" Selina said. "So tell me what you mean by your last words" Amira questioned

JJ shows Daniel into my mother’s sitting room. “Hi Mr Fields, please call me Lily.” I narrow my eyes at JJ who blushes. I should really take what I can get, at least Lillian is not, Miss Blackwood. I shake Daniel’s outreached hand. “I wouldn’t be comfortable with Lily; may I call you Miss Blackwood?” he asks politely “No, you may not” his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “Okay. Lily.” I smile. “This is Lucas Craven.” “Mr Craven is fine.” I narrow my eyes and roll my eyes at Luke. Men! JJ starts to leave.

I whisper to Darius, “My mother was part of Leon's pack before she met my father.” Darius nods as Leon and Kyra approach him; Leon's smile is friendly as he introduces himself to Darius. It's the first time I have met Kyra; her voice is soft as she says, “It's a pleasure to meet you, Layla.” Kyra is a soft-spoken she-wolf five foot four inches tall brown wavy hair, hazel eyes, and gorgeous. I introduce her to Darius before motioning all of them to follow me inside. Mom is talking to Jackson and Leon on one side of the room; I watch as the three of them turn toward me before continuing their conversation. I smirk when Jackson pulls mom into his arms and nods his head, I know my mother has jus

Layla muttered worriedly. Mirah grabbed her hand swiftly, " Come on, stop being a weakly.. we have Shane,, he won't let anything happen to you since he pulled you into it,, and I don't think Allen would have any connections with Brielle, he's just a common supervisor,, Brielle is a millionaire.. Come on.. " Mirah urged her friend, trying to convince her that everything would be okay. Layla nodded, trying to believe what Mirah had said. She hopes whatever she said is the truth. She can't afford to go to jail, she has a brighter future ahead.

, the woman said through gritted teeth and slammed the door. "Woah! That was intense." "Mira, isn't that Daphne Ryders? The owner of LxWear fashion?" Layla asked, looking pale like she had just seen a ghost. "She is," Mira replied. "Oh my! This is a real high-class show! I'm not qualified to be here!" "What, I brought you here so that means you are. You can't run off when I get busy later, else you will pay" Mira warned menacingly.

This time I was the one who lifted my hands forwards towards Aiden with a soft smile. "Hello, I'm Layla Smith, and I would be assisting you throughout your stay here," I said confidently but nervous from the inside. He finally grabbed my hand, tightening his grip and smiling gently at me, "Nice to meet you," I said, still shaking his hand. "I'm Aiden Millers," he said in a very soft and sweet voice.