Miguel O Hara And Lyla Novels & Stories

"I missed you so much." "I missed you too." Hathor and Layla put their differences aside and accepted to be family. Hathor prepared a table lined up with waffles and pancakes for dinner and a welcome treat for Layla. It was like a peace offering from Hathor to Layla. It worked like magic. The small dining table was lively as we all ate. James kept talking while the rest of us did most of the short contributions and laughing. It was a fun moment and I couldn't remember the last time I felt loved by the people around me. This dinner was reminding of that.

Igho asked, curiosity getting the better part of her. "Tell me her I*******m handle lemme follow her abeg" Ima said quickly bringing her phone out. "You don't have to worry about that cause she's in this room" "Ehn?" Igho and Ima said at the same time. I almost laughed. "Well it's Lola here" Aunty Jojo giggled giving me a side hug which I accepted shyly. "It's a lie!" Ima said wide eyed. I laughed softly. "It's true o" Laila chirped.

"Lillian, if it's not too much trouble, comprehend. I want to return home with Miguel. I can't remain in the medical clinic perpetually and that's what you know." Lillian's appearance relaxed, however she didn't withdraw. "Joanna, I get it, yet I have zero faith in him. I don't maintain that you should be harmed once more." Miguel's face obscured, a vein beating at his sanctuary. "I won't hurt her, Lillian. So quit jabbing your nose where you're not required." Joanna maintained eye contact with Lillian briefly, her eyes arguing and Lillian at long last chosen to let it go. All things considered, Miguel was Joanna's better half.

LYRA’S POV I was just about to give up on them when Mira stepped out from the crowd. I couldn't help the smile that crept up my lips. Mira was the last person I expected to volunteer. “Thank you.” I said softly. She rolled her eyes at me. “I'm not doing this for you.” I nodded. I looked out at the crowd. There was a low murmur among them as if they questioned themselves if they could trust me enough to volunteer or not.

Olivia’s face was mixed with disdain and helplessness. “Actually…” Lyla didn’t know whether she should say it or not. She looked at the other two with a conflicted expression. “What?” Arora asked agitatedly. Lyla sighed “Actually Olivia is right. Arora, don’t do anything stupid.” Arora twisted her lips unconvinced. “Do you remember Mel?” She asked hesitantly. Both Arora and Olivia nodded. “Do you know why we’ve never seen her in this circle after she quit midway from the filming of Sparton?”

Archie turned his head for a moment, looking at Lyla who was engrossed in tightly hugging her big book. "Are you missing something? Or are you looking for someone?" Archie asked curiously. Hearing this question, Lyla spontaneously stopped her steps. Archie followed after – they stood facing each other and gave each other a look that couldn't be guessed what it meant. "I'm looking for Loui Argent." said Lyla as it is. Archie nodded slowly, then said, "Is there anything Irina Skarsgard wants to convey to her through you as an intermediary?" Lyla frowned in confusion.

"She was the last one to dance last night. The one with the tattoo on her side." I remembered her. She had a large dragon tattoo with flowers along her side. A sudden call from outside interrupted our conversation. I stood to check, as Misha was massaging Shiela’s aching leg—those heels they wore were really high. "Good morning. Does Ms. Lyrica Antonio live here?" a smiling man asked. "Ah, yes, that’s me. Why?" "There’s a delivery for you, Ma’am," he said. "Huh? I didn’t order anything. You must be mistaken."

Said Miguel. “Of course, it’s okay anywhere,” Kyla replied, making her cute. “Let’s sit there because I’ve already reserved our seat with a beautiful view.” When they sat down, Kyla immediately introduced herself to Miguel. “Hi, I’m Kyla Cruz. I’m Naneth’s friend. Nice to meet you, handsome.” Kyla’s eyes blinked. “Nice to meet you, too Kyla. By the way, I am Miguel Santos. You are beautiful, too.” Miguel said, smiling.

Lyla immediately tightened her fists. He’s right. It’s quite evident that I’m gripping tightly onto them. If it wasn’t for this child, I wouldn’t be on speaking terms with them right now. Eve and Sean’s attitude toward me isn’t exactly reassuring, and the actual situation I’m in right now is a far cry from what I had imagined previously. I had thought things would end up perfect and harmonious, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. “Director Hart…” All of a sudden, Lyla’s eyes brightened as she continued, “Director Hart, I believe you’re only after Myra’s 40% stake in the Hilliville Project, yes?” Lyla questioned him hastily.

Mj nodded in agreement, more so to let Lila know she was listening to her. “Good” Lila continued with an authoritative tone “Now, as repayment for the destruction of the common house Dante, assassin of the quicksilver pack and Mj-” Lila paused realizing she had no idea what Mj's surname was. “What's your last name dear?” Lila cooed softly at Mj and Mj smiled back at her “It is Bijou Beta” Mj said softly. Lila rolled her eyes “Call me Lila Mj don't be completely ridiculous” and both women giggled. However the tone again became serious as Azreal cleared his throat with the firm suggestion that he was more than irritated with the situation