Nilou X Layla Novels & Stories

“It makes the most sense. After all, your treatment of the second in command of Starfall has been atrocious.” I open my mouth. Then I close it. Yes, I had been under the influence of Camila’s magic, but I can’t deny I did act unforgivably. “The two of you are fighting over a running hare,” Layla says, no longer in Vincent’s arms and looking back and forth between us. “Who says Starfall wants to join a kingdom? We’re doing just fine as an independent colony.” She pulls out her phone and sends a text while explaining, “Leona needs to be here for this.”

He said with a calm tone to me. "I'm new here" I answered. I struggled with fighting back the tears that tried to roll down my eyes, maintaining my charisma before him. But I felt his fingers on my chin, lifting my face up and causing me to peer into his eyes before he asked me again, "What is your name?" "Layla" I responded with a shaky tone, trying to redirect my eyes to something else. "Layla Caldwell" I said with a low tone. He smiled at me, and he released my hand from his hand, turned to his men and signalled them with the move of his eyebrows to follow after him. He wore a wide smile on his face as he patted me on the shoulders as he walked away, speaking to his men.

" Nic said walking in. "They are just outside... let me call them.." Nancy went out. Meagan walked in and looked at me. She gave me one look I hated. From that I knew my worst nightmare was becoming a reality. I shook my head and she did hers too.. Fuck! I couldn't bring myself to the shit that was going to happen. Everyone else walked in and Denise turned to me, "you look sick..." "Because of what Meagan and Nic are going to say..." "What?.. what are.." she didn't even get to finish hee sentence as Meg cut her off, "our final duo is Layla and Precious.. obviously.... I had to get this off my chest before we start with the choreography.."

I murmured again to myself. It's good to love someone that reciprocate. Layla suddenly spoke. Yeah she came to my wedding as promised and one of my bride maids. I know right girl friend love is the most amusing thing when you're with a right person. Daphine added with a smile. She is my maid of honor. I sent my message to hubby and turned to the conversation. Layla you sounded sad. Is there anyone you like? I directed a question to Layla. If you see the way Layla and George look at each other you can not miss the chemistry between them. Ahh not at all. She replied. I nodded with a smile and didn't commented back. Our conversation went ahead about men and women. We slept late almost midnight.

" Oh great so you know too. Dylano has been doing a lot of my dirty works for me lately, hasn't he? " " This isn't about Dylano, Logan, it's about you. None of this is good for you......" " Since when do you tell me what is and what is not good for me, Nigel? " " I know that we've shared our differences in the past but we're bigger than that now okay? Look I'm sorry that Layla left. She wasn't happy with you and that's okay. Nobody's perfect. I'm sure you don't need any more explanations to know why I haven't been able to tie a woman down with me too, okay?, I'm not perfect either. And we make mistakes "

She cooed through the little shudder of the orgasm. It was good, but she wanted more. As she opened her eyes, Alec was coming back into view. He kissed her. Layla could smell and taste herself on his lips. It drove her wild. Her emptiness demanded to be filled by what he was hiding in those shorts. As they kissed, she reached down to his waistband and started pushing them down. The waistband got to his hips and then they were out of reach. She lifted her right foot and bent her leg. Without breaking the kiss, she was able to hook his shorts with the heel of her stilettos. Layla dragged her leg downward, pulling his shorts down to his knees.

Layla's POV. "What?" I said immediately, shaking my head. "No, Liam, absolutely not." “Yes.” “No. He’ll never understand. You’re his best friend, and I’m... “My girlfriend,” he cut in sharply. The word sent a shiver through me. He stepped closer. “You’re not just his sister, Layla. You’re my partner, the woman I love, I’m not ashamed of that, and I’m not going to let Evelyn or anyone use it against us anymore.”

The next day, Zara stood by Aiden’s side during the evening gathering, her expression soft and devoted, every word and movement calculated to project the image of a perfect Luna to be. She cast a sidelong glance at Layla, who was standing alone near the far wall, watching them with an unreadable expression. Zara's eyes glinted with satisfaction as she saw the pain flicker in Layla’s gaze. To everyone else, Zara looked like the epitome of loyalty and grace, but beneath the facade, her mind was meticulously plotting.

Layla felt her cheeks flush as she looked up to see Nolan standing by the doorpost. " We'll see you later Layla.." Aurora and Keisha said as they made their way out, locking the door after them. “I thought I told you to have some rest?" Nolan grilled as he sat on the bed beside Layla, while he took her hand in his. Layla laughed. "I know, but I wanted to stay up and watch Noelle sleep," she replied. "I just can't get enough of her." "I know what you mean," Nolan grinned, his eyes full of adoration as he looked at the baby.

I rolled my eyes, but Layla nodded firmly. "I understand. If I hurt her again, I deserve no sympathy or forgiveness," she said. She reached over and grabbed my hand, leaving a kiss on it and causing me to blush. Neal couldn't help but smile at this interaction. "Alright," Neal said, then looked over to me. "Well, like I said in the text, I didn't end up visiting Becca, though I heard the wedding went well," he said. I nodded, glad for the subject change so that Layla could relax a little. She went silent for now, letting Neal and I discuss things.