Nola Gaye Novels & Stories

I have learned to embrace that I am not going to be alone in this. For today, we are having burgers and fries and lots of steaks. As for me and Zayn? Oh we are not going anywhere. Because he is mine and I am his. Oh, and also, Did I tell you that I am the new Luna? There you go, Scoot.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

Was this why? “I AM GOD. THE CREATOR OF WORLDS, MAKER OF MAN AND WOMEN. I GIFTED THE WOULD WITH ALL YOU HAVE SEEN. I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU DEAR LAYLA.” My heart raced at the sound of his voice. I kept my head down. Was I supposed to say something now?

The two other men that had been talking also joined the party and unlike the guards, they wore smarter, more important looking clothing. "My guess would be that she doesn't," one of them said. I'd put him at about 35 give or take a few years and he was clearly from Stella. I could tell by the blue shade of his eyes and fair hair. "You're Alpha Loren's Luna aren't you? Jones's little girl?" "And you are?" I asked raising an eyebrow. The two 'not-guards' smiled in an amused smile. "Definitely Nicolos's daughter," the other replied. "Take her back to her chambers," he ordered and the guards nodded.

It wasn’t long before the photo had gone viral, captivating audiences far and wide. As the news spread, reactions poured in from both humans and werewolves alike. The werewolf community, initially skeptical of Lune’s place within their ranks, felt a swell of pride. She was not just Arlo’s mate; she was the Luna who had faced challenges and emerged victorious. Many praised her strength and resilience, thrilled to see their leader embrace fatherhood with such grace. Social media was ablaze with hashtags like #LunaLune and #BabyAiden, celebrating the new family.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

The heavier one seemed to be inching her way closer to the door. "Get over there before they bail." Reluctantly, he walked away from Jack and toward the two women. As he reached them, the shorter mousy looking one smiled big while the heavier one stood a bit guardedly behind her, making no attempt to hide her unease. He reached out his hand to the mousy one. "Hey, I'm Noah. I hear you're here to train." She shook his hand. "I'm Nellie," she said then turned to her friend. "This is my friend Ron—" She stopped when her friend gave her a look. "Uh, Veronica."

Damon tightened his grip around Nyla's waist before releasing her, gently smoothing her slightly tousled hair as he said in a low voice, "Let's go." They got out of the car, and Nyla slipped her arm through Damon's as they walked in together. At the entrance, Gabriel and Jane welcomed guests, catching sight of Damon and Nyla approaching from a distance. Nyla wore a blue gradient strapless gown, her long hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. She resembled a mermaid gliding through the deep sea—a sight so stunning that it was hard to look away.

“Above him.” Nova followed her look, and for a moment, she caught Kael’s eyes — storm-grey, tired, uncertain. There was something there, a flicker of doubt that didn’t belong in a killer’s gaze. Naira noticed it too. Her tone hardened. “He’s weak. Too sentimental. You’d better hope he doesn’t get in your way.” Then she turned and vanished into the night, leaving only the echo of her perfume — jasmine and smoke. Nova exhaled shakily. Her hand went to the mark over her heart, the warmth of it pulsing in rhythm with her fear.

Nova said. “And congratulations on little Niemah! I know everyone must be thrilled.” Nova glanced at me. I nodded. Her smile widened. “They are! She's simply beautiful! And actually…there’s something else.” Gayle paused. “What?” Nova touched her stomach. “We found out today that…I’m pregnant.” Gayle stared. Once. Twice. And then... “I KNEW IT!” Nova jumped. I burst out laughing. Gayle rushed forward and hugged her. “I knew it! I knew you were glowing differently!”