Layla 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.

Lyla said almost crying when she couldn't contain her guilt any more. Lily was taken aback by Lyla's words. "Lyla, why? Did I do anything wrong?" Lily asked in confusion. Lyla snapped and with the little strength she had, yelled at Lily. "That is the problem, Lily. You are too kind, too caring, too perfect. Can't you do something evil even for once in your life? Leave me alone. I am bad, I am evil...." Lyla continued to yell at Lily but her voice trailed off as she began to pant for air.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Confusion caught a greater part of him. “ You have to believe me, this isn't part of my surprise.” Layla was pacing up and down like a mad woman. She was ready to make things right, she had even ignored Justin for his sake but it was obvious he had been deceiving her all along. “ not part of your surprise indeed, so tell me, who else has access to your house aside from you?” Layla asked and recalled the artistic words before she scattered the bed. ‘ FOR YOU SUGAR’

Layla looked at the staff and bowed her head once again, smiling, before she walked into Asher's office. “Who is she?” James asked immediately as Layla walked into the corner. “You missed the engagement party last night, and I bet you haven’t logged in to your social media account,” Aria said, shaking her head in pity. “She is the daughter of Mr. Theodre and the successor of HighEnd Investment.” “Wow!” James opened his mouth in awe. “Had it been that I heard it from someone else, not you, I wouldn't believe it. Her life is so simple compared to some billionaire heiress.”

I looked down at his hand and realized he was the one crying her luggage. “Kenzal, it doesn't matter that's how we play around,” Layla stood up from the floor and walked to Kendall, “Let me reintroduce myself, I'm Dr. Mrs. Layla Brayon Juhani, the youngest director at Juhani pharmaceutical company and the only daughter-in-law to Mr Juhani,” I was proud of the way Layla introduced herself. “You married into power, good for you, you are bragging with your in-laws’ achievement but not yours or your family's achievement,” Kendall smirked.

She took a step closer, her eyes studying me almost like she wanted to undress me. Her gait was unmistakably boyish. “Trust me, you don't want to go in there ever!” I raised an eyebrow. “Why don't you help me out by telling me what's in there since you are so sure it's deadly?” A smile played at the corner of her lips. “Just have it at the back of your mind that it's not the place you want to go poking around in. I'm Layla, by the way. What's your name?” she asked.

Still, Levi hesitated, not entirely at ease. “If you need anything, let me know right away.” “I will,” Layla said, smiling as she waved him off. She turned and immediately found herself face-to-face with a group of brightly dressed women, all flashing enthusiastic smiles. “You’re Layla Xander, right? The one and only Begonia!” “We’ve seen your work. It’s amazing!” “You even shot a personal series for Daniel, right? I’m a huge fan! What’s he like in real life?” Layla was at a loss for words.

“Layla is… she's extraordinary, Liora. She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders, yet she moves with a resilience that would shame mountains. She's kind, ferociously so, even to those who have hurt her. Her compassion is boundless. But don't mistake that for weakness. She's also strong, stronger than anyone I know. She's been through more trials than most could ever endure, betrayed by those she loved, cast out, targeted by a malevolent goddess… and still, she stands. She fights. She protects.” A faint sob escaped Liora, quickly stifled. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “She sounds… magnificent. A true warrior and a queen.” “She is my Queen.” I

Rain had painted her like grief itself. Her gaze moved between Fiona and Charles and then settled on Jamaica. "Thanks for hearing me out," she said softly, holding a folder to her chest. Jamaica pointed to the chair across from her. "Sit." Layla complied. Her hands shook as she placed the folder on the table. "I worked for Miss Drams. I was her personal assistant. I—I did not realize what I was a part of until it was too late." Charles leaned forward. "You have evidence?"