Layla Novels & Stories

But he didn’t need her name tag to know who she was. “Twenty-one years old. High school dropout. You live in a trailer with your father and sister.” Layla’s eyes widened, and for a moment, he sensed her anger. “Have you been stalking me?” she hissed. Dylan snickered. He gave his Beta a look that shut him up before he returned his attention to the human. “No, I haven’t been stalking you,” he said, but he could tell he had already lost the momentum. Layla's anger had grown at an alarming rate, eclipsing even the sweet scent of her arousal.

Isabella, unaware of the internal struggle within Layla, expressed her surprise at the progress Layla had already made. "Wow, you're already done taking them out?" Isabella exclaimed, her surprise evident in her voice. Layla, an elderly woman who had played a pivotal role in raising both Giovanni and Ryle, possessed a deep understanding of Giovanni's personality. Her unwavering support for him had always been a given, but this situation presented a moral quandary that left her uncertain.

Lyra stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the vast expanse of the supernatural realm. The landscape stretched out before her like an ethereal painting; the horizon shimmered with iridescent colors, and otherworldly flora swayed gently in the breeze. Lyra's green eyes sparkled with wonder and determination, her heart pounding with anticipation as she took her first steps into this unknown world. "Remember who you are." She whispered to herself, her breath forming wispy tendrils in the air.

Tabitha tried to be supportive. "No, I think he is." Layla pulled on the bottom of her tunic. "Oh! That's harsh for a mate." Tabitha laughed. "Tab, he is not my mate." Layla said solemnly. Tabitha's jaw dropped. "What do you mean? How do you know?" Layla scanned the area for any eavesdroppers and pulled Tabitha close to her. "I already have a mate," she whispered. Tabitha scoffed, "yeah, Alistar."

Giada's heart still fluttering from Kye's unexpected gesture. ~~~ Alyona was in high spirits, her smile reflecting the joy she felt at the news of Elon and Ida's new baby girl. She quickly made a note to visit them at the hospital later that day, eager to meet the newest addition to their family. She was thrilled by the success of her new product launch, which had made waves in the market and was selling at an impressive pace. Her hard work and dedication were paying off, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

I asked. Um, no. The Pack is great. Joe is great," Layla said, but I could tell she wasn't being truthful. "Look, Layla. I know you are afraid to speak to me. I can tell, but I am here to help," I said and then I looked at the little girl that was sitting on her lap. "What is your sisters name?" I asked "Her name is Britney," Layla said "How old is she?" I asked "She will be three next month," Layla said

And I am confident that I am not a bitch. Kira’s free hand rests lightly on my shoulder as she speaks to the women. “Stephanie, Julia, Rose, this is Layla,” she says, smiling at the group. “She’s Raelin’s mate.” Did she really have to add that last part?! The three women suddenly stop sipping their cherry colored drinks at once, and I catch the subtle shift in their facial expressions. They don't look very happy, but they also don't look like they want to pounce on me and murder me on the spot.

LAYLAS POV When Layla and her new crew had all finished their dinner, they sat at the table chatting for what felt like forever. She learned that Javier was the son of Ares and Kinley was a daughter of Aphrodite. It suddenly made sense why Javier looked the way he did and why Kinley was so alluring. Layla noticed that multiple people were staring at her. They take quick glances and whisper to their friends and people next to them. Layla leaned towards the middle of the table.

Her voice landed clearly into their microphones. “I’m Layla Lark, and my fiance is Apollo Stane. I’m sure that all of you have heard that the woman my fiance is keeping as a lover doesn’t exist. She made up that lie to exact revenge on my future mother-in-law.” Then, Layla cast me a glance. There was no plea for help, only a certainty that said, “Thank you for protecting me, Leto.” I felt touched. Layla truly deserved my son. Just then, the police officers had finished searching through Flora’s handbag and found two things inside.

“It makes the most sense. After all, your treatment of the second in command of Starfall has been atrocious.” I open my mouth. Then I close it. Yes, I had been under the influence of Camila’s magic, but I can’t deny I did act unforgivably. “The two of you are fighting over a running hare,” Layla says, no longer in Vincent’s arms and looking back and forth between us. “Who says Starfall wants to join a kingdom? We’re doing just fine as an independent colony.” She pulls out her phone and sends a text while explaining, “Leona needs to be here for this.”