Layla Nicole Novels & Stories

Once her jealousy cleared and she could think straight, it was pretty obvious that Ray and this woman were related. Leah glared at Ray, whose chuckle turned into a full blown laugh. She sighed and turned back to the woman with a blush staining her cheeks. “Sorry, that was rude of me.” She reach out her hand to the woman. “I am Leah Sullivan.” The woman reached out and shook Leah’s hand. “I am Francesca, Ray’s sister. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” She stepped closer and pulled Leah into a hug that she wasn’t expecting. Leah smiled, a tear coming to her eye when Francesca continued by saying, “Welcome to the pack, little sister.”

It's been a month since I last saw him, he was so angry, but why? Wasn't all that feel real? It's nothing, I need to go forward, but how? I'm so lost, but I need to, I've lost my love, it doesn't mean I've lost my whole life, There are less than three months left until the exams, that's what matters now. - Layla, how are you? - I'm fine - Where have you been? We miss you

The woman in front of me let out a chuckle before she said, “No, but I am here to help you. My name is Rebecca, and I am a stylist. Luna Layla has sent me to you, to help you prepare for your special day.” My heart warmed at that moment, knowing that Layla had thought about me, knowing what kind of a day that I was having, no thanks to Tyler, as I opened my door the rest of the way, allowing Rebecca entrance into my room. Rebecca made herself at home, as if this wasn’t the first time she had been in this room before, as she began to set up her supplies from the traveling case.

"Scarlett." ******

I can always distinguish her voice from among a thousand and know which one belongs to her… the one and only, Layla Jackson. I turned to see Layla, standing behind me in Cream white sandals, putting on a black flared above knee-length high waist skirt and a cream white off shoulder crop top. Her slender arms were adorned in a chain and leather bracelets. Her now milk coffee hair were tired in two pig tails with scanty bangs that fell on her face and she constantly twirl the front strands of her hair. Honestly, Layla is a very beautiful woman, an epitome of beauty just as Rein is the definition of handsomeness standards. I bet they took it from their mom who is a goddess of beauty.

I stood behind her so that they would have a full view of her; after all, she was the Luna. “On behalf of the alpha, I want to specially welcome you all to our pack, Axelland,” Lyra said warmly, her voice carrying authority yet kindness. “Most of you know me as I have been with you for the past year. But for those who don’t know me, my name is Lyra. I am Damien’s mate, and this is Denise, his sister. He has been incredibly busy, but he extends his wishes and says he will come and see you when he has the time.”

Although that woman looked like she was in her early thirties, which was much older than him he was still attracted to her she was even more attractive than the campus belle, Maja, as her body shape was too charming. “Yes, but I haven’t meg her before.” Anastasia frowned and looked at him, scolding. “Stop being a playboy. If you even disrespect a woman, I’ll give you a lesson!” “Big sister, don’t worry about me, who is that beautiful woman?” Ian asked curiously. “Her name is Layla Maggie, and is quite a well-known investor. She had an estimated net worth of 10 billion dollars.” Anastasia answered. Yes, she was Layla, who'd just come back from Maryland. She came to Joshua’s fantasia subcons

She stared at Erdogan who smiled and rubbed her hair. "Hey!" One of the parents of the class tapped Layla on the shoulder. Layla turned to look at her, "Yes" She looked at the person that tapped her and it was a woman. "Your children are so cute and obedient. Only if mine was half as cute as yours, instead they only know how to cause trouble for me" The woman strikes up a conversation causing Layla to smile. "But you love them. I'm Layla Knightley by the way" Layla introduced herself.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.