Nayla Jelek Novels & Stories

She asked as she sat beside me on the bench. I didn't even notice when they arrived at our department. But it was fine, I had no chances of winning. " Uhmm, Okay, Faryah, Faryah Mustapha" I answered finally and smiled at her. " Ohh that's nice, you're Arabian?" she asked. " Indo.." I shut myself up as a thought came across my mind. I was really Fauziyyah from Malaysia. " Malaysian" I answered and smiled at her. She had long red curly hair, with green eyes, with a thin nose and small lips that made her long chin fit her. She was beautiful. I don't really see the need of a beauty contest. " oh, I'm Natalie by the way" She replied and smiled wider. " Oh, are you in the contest too?" I asked and

I almost landed on my butt, as I lost my balance. “LET ME GO!” I demanded. The grip loosened. “ As you demand of me princess, but before you proceed, think of the children behind you.” It was Jamira. I turned to face her. I could feel tears flowing down my cheeks, but when I put my finger to the liquid, all I saw was red. “I AM THINKING OF THE CHILDREN! YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT SHE HAS DONE!” The liquid flows faster now. “ Oh Layla…” Jamira’s face was sad. She looked like she felt sorrow for me. Theodore slowly stood up.

"Naya!" A voice screamed. Naya who is currently washing dishes at the backyard tremble the moment she heard the voice she recognized belongs to her aunt. Naya is an eighteen year old lady. She is the real definition of beauty. She has long dark hair that stopped at her back any moment she let it down, her beautiful tone skin radiate like the early morning sun, a stare into her ocean eyes is all it takes for you to drown there forever. Naya was just fifteen years of age when she lost her parents to the war that happened between

25-year-old Maria Reynolds lives a pretty good life. She lives in New York City which has been a dream of hers since she was a little girl, she has a great group of friends and a decent social life. She has a good job that fulfills her and pays her well one drawback though is that she absolutely despises who she works for. Nayel Jefferson. Nayel Jefferson is a 36-year-old lawyer who is head of his own successful Law Firm, Jefferson Legal Co. Nayel is arrogant, entitled, snobby, and rude all of which are things Maria cannot stand.

“I know this is unexpected, but I have something important to share, again.” My heart raced as I glanced at Liam. Was this truly the moment we’d all been waiting for? Would her revelation alter everything, or would it serve as a catalyst to deepen the divide between us? Niylah took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling with determination as she continued. “For a long time now, I’ve been navigating a path filled with misunderstanding and hurt. I was once seen as just ‘the Omega,’ an unwanted burden in a world filled with expectations that I struggled to meet. But each day, the weight of those labels clouded my vision, obscuring who I truly am—I am an Alpha female. Yes, I have announced this befor

Danika Williams As much as I hate to say it: I’ve been a good girl. Jake didn’t seem to care, he was way too professional and it was getting on my nerves. You know what maybe I don’t need this, I don’t need to follow a man’s instructions, just so that he’ll have sex with me. That’s just crazy, I can’t be so desperate for him, right? He thinks I’ve anger issues but I just think everyone around me is very dumb and oversensitive.

People do it with me a lot. "I'm Nalayna. Nyla. And you look familiar but I'm pretty sure we haven't met before." She smiled and damn, she was fine. Like genuinely fine. The kind of fine that lives on your explore page with good lighting and an aesthetic feed and a following of people who just want to look at her face. But she wasn't giving off that energy in person, she was giving off something quieter and more careful and I couldn't figure out why she was nervous.

All I knew was that there was something about her that was memorable enough to keep me up at night thinking about her. I ignored Nyla and flipped through the pages of the magazine. The headline wasn’t leaving any stone unturned. “She is trending?” “Yes,” Nyla said, rolling her eyes. “Everyone is talking about her like she’s the newest talent that just dropped out of heaven. I have gone through her work, and I can tell you there's nothing special. I can only doubt the number of people she had cut corners and warmed their beds just to give herself such fame.” I couldn't rely on her report. It was soiled with jealousy.

She’s always the first in her class, very punctual and need, always participating in class, this made her teachers love her and every student wanted to make her a friend. Nyla is a science student and her best subject happened to be chemistry but she have always wish to be a doctor. It is a school day and Nyla’s driver is out of the gate waiting for her, she’s dressed with a white t-shirt and a blue skirt, well pressed and the lines on it makes every aspect of her beauty appreciative, her well polished black shoes and white socks appears beautiful, her well designed braids makes her outstanding and beautiful. She walks closely to the driver and she gets into the and off she left for school.

Somehow the guy is on the floor, hand to his nose. I blink, did I miss something? She must have hit him somehow during her flip, in a move too fast for me to comprehend. With raised eyebrows I shake my head, fighting the urge to clap, now that is my new role model. “That is Naya, one of our fastest” Pride lights up his words. “That was so cool, whatever it was she did, is she a solider?” where I come from females don’t fight much, I have to say, it’s amazing to see.