Layne Staley Daughter Now Novels & Stories

"I brought you up with the knowledge that anything and everything you want, you'll get. No matter what. Also, Noah Reynolds isn't the type of guy that keeps girlfriends or close sidechicks; he would be perfect for you, honey." My face lit up in a smile. Not because of his last statement but because of what he said before that. He was right. That was indeed how I was brought up. When my mother was alive, she and my father spoiled me rotten with everything and anything I wanted. But after she died, my father never gave me what I wanted the most... Attention. He was giving it to me now though. He was right. I was Layla... Layla Campbell. The only daughter of Tatum Campbell and the heiress to th

“He doesn’t want an apology. He wants her punished.” “So what?” Mrs. Xander frowned. “You’re going to go after her yourself?” “Who else would?” Shane shrugged. “I’m the only one in this family who can play the bad guy. “I heard Layla’s opening her own studio at the end of the month,” Shane said, a sly grin creeping onto his face. “Perfect timing for me to send her a little ‘gift’—something to remind her that now that she’s back in North City, she’d better remember where she came from. No more doing whatever she pleases.

He needed to do something to manage his nerves. “So, what’s this about?” Clyde asked as they all sat down and began sharing the food. Tyler looked at his father before glancing at the others. Luna was the calmest of all as she began enjoying the food. “You said this about your mate. Who is it?” Sab truly wanted to know. She hoped the girl is a fine one and someone she knows. “It’s . . . her name’s Layla.” He audibly exhaled after uttering her name. Both Clyde and Alex squinted at him. They recently arranged for the departure of a young girl named Layla.

"It's everything I have left after legal fees. Fifty thousand. I know it doesn't undo anything, but…" "It helps other women," I said, taking the envelope. "That matters." "How are you doing?" The question surprised me. "Struggling. Single mother. No job. Mom's in prison for eight years." Layla touched her stomach. "But I'm in therapy. Working through things. Trying to be better. For her." "Her?" "I'm having a daughter. Going to name her after my father." Layla's eyes filled. "I want her to know what real love looks like. Not what I had with Ethan. Not what Mom taught me. Real love."

"My name is Shayla, I am Hazel's ex-wife, and this is our daughter, Princess." My eyes widened in surprise, "Ex-wife?"

Mandy’s rage was instantly put out, like I had poured ice water on her. When she saw my phone, she acted as if she was looking at a cannon. She opened her mouth but could not say anything. As for Layla, who stood behind me and watched my actions, her panic faded and turned into great pride. Right then, her phone rang, and the caller ID showed that it was from my son, Apollo Stane.

Alexander: My Luna… let’s compromise if you like… Catherine Angela. Evangeline: Why do you insist she be named after my mother? Why not your mother? Alexander: It’s to honor her, my Luna. She gave you life, and until her very last breath, she hoped for your return. So, I’d like our daughter to have her own name. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks and looked at my little princess. Evangeline: Then it will be Catherine… I love you, Xander. Alexander: I love you too, Angel. Thank you for this wonderful gift you’ve just given me. Our children are beautiful, my wonderful Luna.

my voice was barely audible. “Aurora,” Diana called, “You shouldn’t be harsh.” “You should take another room in the North Wing, I and Layla are staying in our room,” Aurora said and walked away with her maids and guards following behind her. “Who ….. Who….. Who ... .is Layla?” I asked as I stared at Aurora. “Layla is Indigo and Elijah’s daughter,” Travis answered and I nodded my head. “Do you know what time Mother…. Queen Roopa will face punishment?” A lump formed in my throat at the thought of it.

"Rylan is coming with me this time. It’s high time I introduce him to other Alphas and bring him into Pack politics." "Rylan," he calls loudly. "Get ready. You’re coming with me. You and that girlfriend of yours…" He drawls. "What’s her name again…?" Finally, I turn back toward him. I swallow hard. I blink several times, trying to confirm that this scene is real. But it is. It’s fucking real. "Lira, Father," I answer when I regain my voice. "Lira Hale." "Yes, Lira Hale." He nods. "Beta Hale’s daughter. She’s such a good girl." His tone carries admiration, which is rare for him.

Perhaps they would be more or less unhappy no matter who it was. Kaylee continued to fight back. “Miss Richard, it’s best to do business, but I have to remind you… pay attention to your identity! Besides, Rene and I will get married next month! I hope that Miss Richard can forget about the past!” Those words were as ethereal as they could be! After she finished speaking, Kaylee left without looking back… Stella was left alone in the same spot as if he had been seen through. She was not familiar with Kaylee. Other than knowing that she was the mayor’s daughter, she had never been aware of anything else.