Nayla Jelek Novels & Stories

She chose to lie because she thought she should remain Almira. Nayla was just a name that brought sorrow to her life. A past she didn't want to relive. “Do you want to come with me to Jakarta? You're too precious to sing here, aren't you agree, Mr. Eko?” Gibril continued as he turned to Eko. “Let's hear what Mr. Eko has to say first,” Nayla continued hopefully. Several people immediately turned to Mr. Eko and waited for his opinion, hoping that the middle-aged man would support her bigger dream.

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

Gia shared, injecting excitement into her voice. “ That sounds great! Y’all have fun. I can’t wait to hear about the boys you’ve met in school,” Aly teased. Giada's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as her older sister, Alyona, teased her about having a special someone in her life. Alyona, a successful businesswoman and socialite, couldn't help but playfully poke fun at her younger sister's newfound love interest. "What?! I'm sure you have a lot of guys at your beck and call, Ms. famous," Alyona teased, her voice dripping with mock seriousness.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

She squeezed out her words through gritted teeth. She still blamed others for everything. She never thought that if she hadn't kept entangling Larissa, the latter would have long forgotten who she was. Nevertheless, she persisted in her hopeless efforts, resulting in her misery and disfigurement. Javion, who exuded coldness and mercilessness, suddenly opened the door. She shuddered and forced a smile. "I can heal my face, Dad! I can treat it myself!" Nayla was fully aware that her position in the Daltons depended on her usefulness. The Daltons would value her as long as she provided them with benefits. When she lost her usefulness, she would become worse than a maid.

“Heh, I’m learning so much today. The young mistress of an aristocratic family in Glendale is bullying others with her authority for her so-called good friend.” Naya scoffed coldly. She was not afraid to cause a scene. When she saw the doctors, nurses, and patients’ families walking past, Naya called out to them, “Everyone, stop and take a look at this. This is what relying on power to bully others looks like.” Naya deliberately raised her voice so the doctors, nurses, and patients’ families all stopped to see what was going on. “What’s happening?” “I know those two. They look like Jeremy Whitman and Eveline Montgomery.”

"If you don't mind, I'd like to see through them myself?" I refused to answer him while he went on reading one invite address to another. I don't have time to attend any boring tea parties and witness women gossiping like immature girls. Unlike any other Luna, I take my position way seriously to match my Alpha's grounds. Although nobody usually demands me, it is of the will in me that somehow urges to be the lady I should be. The Luna of all Lunas and the lady of all ladies. With my current mindset that has somehow grown through the years, nothing matters more than the reputation I was placed. For I know for myself that I've bled to maintain and earn the respect I should have in this positio

She thought it was on the same level as all the other gifts Rogan had given her. Oh how wrong she was. Nayla was regarded as the belle of the pack. She was kind and strong. Her subordinates worshipped her. Some people even believed she would eventually be the pack’s next Luna. So it was quite a shock for them when she suddenly returned from her visit to the Alpha’s office with a big injury on her face. It scared them silly. Even worse was how angry she had been after she had returned. She was fuming. And when she saw Nina on the field with Rogan, even though it wasn’t an intimate interaction, Nayla’s heart still burned with jealousy.

The roaming and chattering crowd went silent at the sound of Jacob's voice and clanking glass. "I appreciate everyone for being here. But this is only possible because of someone. Someone very dear to my heart and has proven to be a true leader." His eyes returned to me with the same smile. He was being so sweet. I wasn't comfortable with it, but I couldn't help not to return the contagious smile. He winked. "While the rest of us gave up on fighting for our brothers, she didn't, regardless of how poorly she was treated by them. What a beautiful heart she has. Please, everyone let's give Layla a big hand as she comes up for a short speech as the next luna."

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.