Layla Warren Novels & Stories

“She’s alive.” “Really?” Karen’s eyes widened. “So where is she now?” “She’s very close.” Layla’s lips curled into a victorious smile. Karen raised a brow in suspicion. “Where?” Layla hesitated, her eyes darting nervously. “I can’t say it here. We should go somewhere private.” “So why are you telling me this?” Karen stared intensely at her, her gaze narrowing. “You must want something?” Layla smiled. “Yeah, ten million.”

“Juliana! Amanda! Welcome! You’ve brought someone new, I see.” “Hi, Layla!” Juliana hugs the woman before gesturing over to me. “This is Sarah, our new Luna.” “A pleasure to meet you,” Layla says, shaking my hand. Her scent is strong, and I can tell she’s a powerful werewolf. “The pleasure is all mine.” “Come, come,” Layla says, clapping her hands and gesturing to the stone slabs. Amanda and Juliana each strip down before laying down on one of the slabs, so I follow suit, luxuriating in the heat of the stone.

“Why?” Layla took a deep breath and let it out in a whoosh. “This may sound crazy but an anonymous person contacted Carlos some months ago and told him that… Raina Brillantes is alive.” Layla said. “She was never buried alongside her parents. We thought the person was only playing a prank on us and we didn't bother to find out if it was true or not."

Maybe he was right? Layla pushes forward as she feels my feelings, she was intrigued by what was making me feel so conflicted and uncomfortable

Tiny said as he looked around. "Oh, there they are! Hawk! Gunner! Come here, there's someone I want you to meet." "This is Layla, Bear's kid. Layla this is Hawk and Gunner." I shook their hands. They were both blond haired and blue eyed. Hawk looked to be in his late 50's and Gunner was a handsome 19 year old with a mess of longer blond hair. Of course. Was anyone ugly in this town? "Layla was working at a auto shop in Chicago and is looking for a part time job here. I know that you are looking for some extra help." Tiny said as my Dad came over to stand next to me.

And any girl would die to have this great opportunity Layla has right now, but she doesn't seem interested in all these. She,, she's different. T B C

“Layla.” “No, hear me out! He’s a private gynecologist. Dr. Jay Lee. He’s discreet. Professional. Smart as hell. And he looks like a Korean actor, I doubt you’ll be needing any touching to get wet.” I blinked. “So, hot.” “So hot he could bring a nun out of celibacy.” “Layla.” “I’m serious!” she laughed. “He helped me once. You know… when I had that little ‘reaction’ to my ex’s latex kink—”

"Sure thing Will. I'll be there in a minute." In an instant, the expresso machines whizzed on and she got to work. Layla had been working at Will's Coffee shop for almost two years. It wasn't her dream job but at least it kept her off the streets and put a little money in her pocket. She had a degree in Business Administration from Stanford but getting a job as a minority group was really hard in New York and America in general. But she loved working for Will and she also loved properly made coffee and made latte's like a pro. Before long, all the orders were ready. She put them on a tray and set them out. "Carmen! Orders are ready." Carmen was Layla's best friend, probably because they were

Maybe he was right? Layla pushes forward as she feels my feelings, she was intrigued by what was making me feel so conflicted and uncomfortable

"He'll be coming for that." Caitlyn's eyes lowered to the file as she stretched her hand to pick it up. There was quietness in the office as she brought out the document in the file and ran her eyes through it. "I guess you didn't know about that," Lawyer Bernard spoke out, seeing the surprised look on Caitlyn's face. She turned her eyes away from the paper and faced lawyer Bernard. "Isn't the woman his biological mother?" The man heaved a sigh. "Well, she is. However, some people put their selfish interests over their families. Madam Scarlett is that type of a person."