Mysteries Laura Novels & Stories

He should've got it. I rummaged through my drawers for clothing and underwear. Sunny got the things from my closet ooohing and aaaahing at some the clothes and shoes I had. Without Sunny though, I don't know what I'd do. I'm glad she's going to be at Brans. That's the only person I can trust there. My phone buzzed with a text from Chelsea. I had texted her I lost my phone. Her reply was in capitol letters. 'DUDE! YOU'RE ON THE NEWS!' Another message. 'What the hell happened Laura!?' I decided I'd call her later and explain what little I even knew. I was still confused. My heart was shattering and it was almost impossible to breathe. How had my life gotten this way? I'd never know.

She barely resembled the sweet girl standing here now. “You must be mistaken,” Michelle said gently. “If I had seen someone as beautiful as you, I’d definitely remember.” “Then I must be wrong.” “I’ll help in the kitchen.” Asher beamed. “Michelle’s a great cook. You’re in for a treat.” Xandra rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. Once they were gone, she hissed, “Laura, why did you let her in? We should’ve chased her out with a broom.” Laura crossed her arms. “I know her. She’s a player. At night she turns into a vixen. Dresses like she’s on a Victoria’s Secret runway.”

I said as a knock sounded on my door. A man walked in wearing a black suit. He was one of the private investigators I had hired weeks ago. My heartbeat changed immediately I laid my eyes on him. “Did you find something?” I questioned. “Yes, sir.” “Talk.” I urged. The detective handed me a file. “I tracked Miss Laura’s movements after she left New York.” he started as my fingers tightened around the folder. “She traveled to London shortly after disappearing from New York. She stayed there for some time, but recently…”

“Then you better end it. Fast. Because if you let Laura spiral again… there won’t be a contract to save you.” His eyes flicked toward the stairs. But Laura was already gone. ******* LAURA’S POV I sat in my office, hands pressing on the computer, pulling every file I could find—newspapers, archived court documents, forensics. All about Luna. All about that case. The body. The DNA. The sealed reports. Something wasn’t adding up. And why now—when everything in my life was already falling apart—was this ghost from the past walking into my home like she belonged?

“What happened? Was it a patient related stuff?” She shook her head in negation. “No, Laura called with an unknown number. She said stuff about how she should have killed Liam that day, and how she would kill our sons. Although, I don't want to dwell on her utterances, I just can't help but fear. We both know her, Al. Laura isn't someone to be underestimated at all. She's an evil psychopath and I'm extremely scared for Liam and Leo. What if we can't protect them this time around?” At that point, her eyes were misty and flowing with tears and she had stopped pacing the room.

I got shot, I actually got shot, they came after me too, the same person's that killed Jennifer and Tasha and every other woman Luther has had an affair with, they've come for me too, and luckily I escaped, so I shouldn't even think twice about running. But come to think of it, everyone has been killed, everyone except Laura. The door flew open immediately and Laura car walked in. Speak of the devil . Two nurses and a body guard were following her, trying to stop her. "Ma'am, she just recently recovered, let her rest please", the nurse said. "Get the fuck out, all of you", she instructed. I swallowed hard. I was actually in fear right now. Laura is the only person that hasn't been killed or

"You will stay here and watch over things. I don't think Molly's gonna make another move but if she does, you know what to do." Sylvester nodded. "Let's work together, brother." As we worked together to rescue Laura, we knew that time was of the essence. We were determined to do whatever it takes to bring her home safely and bring Molly and Cole to justice for their crimes. * * * * Laura's POV: I sat alone in the cold cave room, my mind reflecting on the past hours when Molly had been here. My mind did a flashback as I recalled what she told me hours ago before she left.

Some neutrals decided to side with Rollin, some with the Council. As Supreme, Laura knows everything that is going on and she suspects that there is a member of the army and maybe, even in the Consilium itself that is not honest so it needs someone like Milla. She sent her to smaller missions though, those she knew she could handle. When she discovers a small base or a lead that is important, she takes command. Laura trusted her. Milla also knew that she had no other vampires to talk to, except her daughter and her grandmother.

Laura places the coffee cup on the nightstand. “Good morning! Thank you," I say, still on my back with my head on the pillow. It feels too good to get up right away. "You're welcome." She smiles. "Did you sleep well?" "Yes. Your story did the trick.” When Laura turns around to leave, I take her wrist and stop her. “What answer does Aura await from the dragon? What does she really want?” Laura’s eyes narrow as if she is trying to read my mind. "Death, of course. She’s not so fickle as to change her mind that easily."

But of course, the past never let go so easily. I hadn’t taken five steps into the outer corridor before I heard her voice. “Oh? Well what do you know… look at the garbage that came back up.” I stopped moving, curling my fingers into my palm. Laura. Obviously. I turned slowly, lowering my hood just enough to meet her eyes. She looked as perfect as ever. Dressed in a white fur wrap and her shiny Luna pendant, she stood like royalty in the hallway, even though her soul was trash. “I heard rumors,” she said, smirking. “But I didn’t believe them. You? Leaving with him? How desperate can you get?”