Novel Layla Majnun 소설 & 이야기

Justin asked, swallowing bitterly. When Layla told Justin that she didn't want to marry Damian, she was so naive and would do anything he asked of her. But being married to Damian changed her a lot and the only thing she wanted so badly was to spend all her life with Damian and no one else. “ How many stones are here,” she asked Justin again. With bitterness and a sour tone, he replied “ Ten.” “ No, nine stones and a half.” Layla corrected him, walked around, and picked the smallest stone. It was quite heavy but she could handle it.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

After the call, she went back to book reading. It's a thriller novel "The Murder Mystery". She found books in Rahul's study. So, she picked one and started reading it sitting on his table. Suddenly the door burst open revealing her mother-in-law in her husband's study. Her eyes turned red due to anger. Laya doesn't know what she did that triggered her mother-in-law's anger. She subs consciously shrunk back into her seat at the memory of her being slapped harshly. Maha Plucked a handful of Laya's hair and slapped her right and left without sparing any effort. "Don't use my son's office!" she warned and threw Laya out of the room and locked the room in front of her eyes.

“If that would make my master happy, I’m more than willing to prove myself.” ‘Nice pretense,’ Zev thought. He took a step to get closer to her. His lips quirked up as he grabbed her arms. “Then, show me what you got.” For instance, Layla felt her feet not touching the floor anymore. Her hair was blown in the direction against the wind. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the dark areas between the concrete walls in the mansion before she was welcomed by the light on the outside. It was the first time she saw the bright sunlight, and she was never sure where it was coming from. Layla was too mesmerized by the light to think about why she was circling in the air. It was too late to be concerned about

I groan, rolling over; I need to get my ass out of bed; it's the first day back at school for Layla. We have a new principal at the school. I have not met him, but what I have heard from Marian does not impress me much. I feel Layla’s excitement through our bond. I quickly get dressed and go downstairs to make her breakfast. Layla pov I woke up so happy. I turned eight years old yesterday, and it's my first day back at school after spring break. I race downstairs straight into my mum's arms; mum is our pack, Luna, whatever that means. All I know is that I think my mum is beautiful. Her name is Nicole. She is tall, has green eyes and white hair like me. I think she is the best mum in the worl

Laila explains relaxing her head on her desk. “Well why give her a contract if you don’t wanna work with her?”Xavier asked,Laila lifted her head up and looked over at Xavier blowing on the loose strand of her hair away from her face. “Well her book was well written and her storyline is interesting”Laila groans. “Well what’s her book about?”Mike curiously asked. “It’s about an arrogant billionaire that detest women but later fell in love with an orphan”Laila explains as they all nodded their heads in approval of the storyline.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She finally typed slowly. Layla: …maybe. Her phone vibrated almost instantly. Chloe: LAYLA BENNETT. Layla laughed quietly. Layla: What?? Chloe: You disappeared for two days and came back in love with a billionaire. Layla groaned. Layla: I am not in love. Chloe: Sure. Layla tossed her phone onto the pillow for a second, staring at the ceiling. Her mind replayed the moment from earlier.

and…… TBC Note: Layla is an emotional person and very fragile, even if she cries easily, that's her kind of a person, just a few more chapters to go to unlock Nate's chapter, please bear with me, I don't want to rush the story and thank you for giving my book a chance,I truly appreciate.

"Can you believe that some arrogant rich guys asked me out to dinner. Like who does he think he is?" She continued to rant about her day to Azaera who was less interested in whatever she had to say and was simply enjoying the stroking. Layla looked at her cat and found out that she wasn't listening and simply smiled. She was a lovely black cat. Everytime she looked into her blue eyes, she was reminded of her mother. She sighed sadly but resigned to the fact that she was in a better place. She didn't deserve to see her husband drunk and naked , fucking ladies that don't know how to shave. She was in a much better place.