Novel Layla Majnun Novels & Stories

“The sooner I sign, the sooner I never have to see you again.” I signed each page carefully, my hand trembling only once. When I was done, I placed the pen down with finality and looked up at him. “There,” I said. “It’s done.” He took the papers back, a smug satisfaction flickering across his face. “Don’t come running back when your little fantasy falls apart,” he said. “Because trust me, whoever’s paying for this hotel... he’ll get tired of you, too. You’re nothing special, Layla. You never were.”

' Siya felt embarrassed knowing how her husband loved her and longed for him. 'See Siya, I know Mannu from his childhood, he loved you so much that God has helped him to find you with some messy clues. And now I know you love him. Yes Siya, you love that's why more than anger, you felt betrayal last time. And about kiss, go kiss him but if you get pregnant within months don't blame us okay.' Jiya said making them laugh so hard. Layla was listening to them, laughing , smiling and cringing with them. Layla was not a talkative person. 'Acha listen Siya, Layla has recently joined college in Mumbai. When you are going to start?' Jiya asked.

How come this thing of a rich man falling from the sky didn't fall on her head, having a little man to drive for herself, and making Nora happy, and also getting 20 million dollars, dreaming and waking up with a smile! As soon as Layla was envious, her stomach reacted. She lay on her back by the sink, dry heaving for a long time,Daphne rushed to give her a pat on the back but Daphne’s heart was a little suspicious of the shadow. Layla isn't pregnant,was she? Layla stood up straight and said very slowly, "It's just bad food." Her words did not completely reassure Daphne, and there was always a doubt.

Has done arrangemarriage. # **Scarlett :** She is a doctor by profession. She is married to riggs a handsome billionaire. She is grace beta friend. She is nice. # **rehan** Not an important charcter but husband of layla. Also a billionaire. # **Layla :** She is a nice lady. She was childhood sweetheart of Brennon who was in love with her. But she got married to rehan. She loves rehan and is happily married. # so these are the characters of her Infatuation and i hope you will love this book as like my other book his mania..

“What do you mean?” Layla's smile grew wider. “I knew they were watching us, waiting for us to slip up. So, I staged the whole thing, the argument, the breakup, the departure. It was all a ruse.” She smiled. “I would never argue with you Alex. Neither will abandon you.” My mind reeled as I processed her words. I was glad she didn't abandon me. “And Julian and Sophia bought it? Those fools.” Layla nodded. “Hook, line, and sinker. They think I've given up on us, on our plans. But in reality, I've been gathering evidence, following their trail, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.”

I asked him although I could guess the truth but I just wanted him to deny it. "You must be Layla, I'm Nora. Mom and Dad told me a lot about you" I turned to the girl who wore white clothes looking like a pure and unstained angel. But for some reason, I don't like her! I just don't! "You weren't told that he has a fiancee?" I Asked her. "About that..." "Layla!!" Maxwell called my name coldly. "Nora has nothing to do with this!" He defended her. "I am your Mate!"

As soon as I arrived at my apartment, I went to my office to browse through the file, as I was eager to know the details of this case, and the first thing I saw were drawings on the walls that I did not understand, and many messages that I did not understand at first, I left the file aside and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. As soon as I looked out the window, I saw an enchanting view of mountains and lakes... Never in my life had I seen such a beauty in the springtime, the mist hovering over the high mountains, which made them majestic, My phone rang at that moment, it was an unknown number, I answered it - hello, Layla with you - hey Layla how are you? - fine thank you - y

Three months ago, when Layla returned to America, sadness became an ocean, but she forced herself to swim so she could see Ivory being happy again. And after Ivory died, Layla drowned. “Dear Layla, we are sorry. Maximo Investment can’t accept your submission despite your good qualifications. Try again next year. Thank you.” A long blonde-haired lady read out, sitting in front of her laptop. She took a deep, disappointed breath, her eyes withered sadly. Maximo investment was her last hope because it was the fifteenth company she applied to, and the other fourteen companies had rejected her.

He had been so hard on himself that he pushed everyone away but now, seeing the two of them together gave her hope; Najmah was slowly bringing back her son to life. {••} Najmah had showered and changed into a red fit and flare dress, wrapped a veil in a turban style before strolling towards the library. Pushing the door open, she went in, walking towards the books and picked the first book that caught her eye; “The Devil Wears Prada” by Lauren Weisberger. She sank into the beanbag chair, getting completely immersed in the story. When she was done reading, she returned the book back where she took it then proceeded to look for another book to read.