Layla Rose Gif Novels & Stories

I climbed up my blankets and set the laptop on the bed. I laid on my side and turned on the movie. Halfway through the romance movie I fell asleep too I began to have a dream. *I was standing in a room I had never been in, I looked around when I noticed a mirror. I walked up to the mirror and looked at myself, I was wearing a beautiful white dress. I look at the dress more closely, it's a wedding dress. I see a veil on my head and a weird look ring on my left ring finger. As I stood there confused at the outfit I was wearing I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door I was just staring a few minutes ago, I waited before I could move the door busts up and in come Tate and Skye.

Her cheeks were flaming red and she had turned into a rose. "Bhabhi jaan calm yourself down the way you are blushing. It will give others the wrong sign. You are looking like you both just made love but that is not the case or maybe you both were about to but I interrupted. Umm.. Umm…" Zeenat stopped in middle as Shayari put her hand on her mouth to shut her blabbering

Lyra reached my side, and I took her hand, raising it slightly as the applause began to subside. “Tonight,” I said, addressing the crowd once more, “we celebrate not only Lyra’s return but also the future of our pack. The goddess has blessed us with a gift, a sign of hope and prosperity.” I turned to Lyra, who gave me a small nod before stepping back toward the entrance. A moment later, she returned, cradling our son, Leo, in her arms. The sight of them together was enough to silence the crowd, the air thick with awe and reverence.

'' I lie, smoothly as I continue to look at him. He rolls his eyes at me, pointing at the window, ''No you're not. You need to jump now, amore.'' Then, he pulls me towards the window before picking me up and placing me right near the window but he drops me as soon as I start fighting back, ''Rose.'' He says my name, impatiently. ''I'm wearing a dress, Elia. I can't jump!'' I state but he quickly tear the dress—making it short up till my knees. My eyes widen in surprise but he just acts casually, as if it wasn't a big deal.

She snaps using a fake tissue to blow her nose dramatically “Again it’s romantic not rose-mantic” She growls at me “That’s what I said Jack ass! Roseeee-mantic” “It’s roooooo-mantic” “You know what Im going to kick your damn ass, go fight with someone else you grumpy old bitch. Pissing me off when I was feeling all those ROSEEE—Mantic feelings!” Layla snaps flipping me the bird and turning away, I can’t help but laugh my arse off at her little hissy fit. Drake clearly hearing the commotion from Dain just silently smiles at me, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

As I start to lift her blouse, a knock on the door makes me stop as we both look at the kitchen door as if we are waiting for the person to just walk in. “Fuck that,” I say as I keep kissing her and moving my hands down her legs, and lifting her small skirt, exposing her panties. Another knock stops me, and I groan in frustration as Jo jumps down and walks to the door. She opens it to find Layla standing there dressed as a movie driver. I frown, looking at her, and she smiles. “Your ride is here,” she says and Jo laughs as she grabs the hat and put it on her own head.

Her attention was now completely focused on the rapid messages appearing on her screen. Chloe: Start talking. Layla sighed and rolled onto her stomach. Layla: Okay okay… calm down. Three dots appeared instantly. Chloe: NO. You kissed him again. Layla bit her lip, smiling slightly despite herself. Layla: It was just a goodbye kiss. Chloe: You’re lying. Layla stared at the screen. Layla: How? Chloe: You like him right. Layla didn’t reply immediately.Her fingers hovered over the keyboard.

I whispered to her while the rest of the pack kept snickering and giggling except for James. "Why can't I do it?" Layla was not being patient. She wanted to prove that she wasn't a laughing stock. I understood her pain, but she was not in the right mood and place to learn. "Relax. They are laughing, it should not mean anything to you. You will learn at the right time," I answered in a whisper. She refused to listen, and walked briskly towards Rosa before landing a left hook on her face. It was a hard punch that sent Rosa to the floor and brought an end to all the giggling. That was a wrong way to handle it, but she wanted to prove something which I was okay with.

“She’s already overwhelmed. And I asked for quiet.” He motioned, and two of his men came forward carrying a tray of fresh food that was steaming. Rose didn’t even glance at it. Victor dipped his chin. “Still refusing to eat? You’ll make this harder on yourself.” Layla snorted softly, earning a glare from him. “Get out,” Victor told her. Layla didn’t need to be told twice. She walked toward the door but paused long enough to smirk at Rose one last time. “He’s all yours,” she said. “I’ll take care of the rest while he… entertains himself.”

“I’m River-Rose Moore. We’re your new friends. Don’t worry, we’re awesome.” Leyla blinks. Once. Twice. Then her mouth twitches, the tiniest crack of a smile breaking through. “Oh my gosh,” River gasps, clutching her chest like she’s discovered treasure. “She can smile! She’s officially ours now.” Leyla twists her neck and gasps when she sees what River’s holding behind her back. “No. You didn’t.” River grins and swings her bunny forward. “We totally did. Now we’ve got a squad.”