Only Mine Laura Pavlov Novels & Stories

Laura didn't fully understand but knew one thing—if Gavin liked her even a little, she would feel happy and content. But Gavin hated her. Along the way, the two chatted and laughed. Laura, who usually said very little—sometimes not even a few sentences in an entire day—was completely different around Phoebe. At school and at home, she was typically reserved, but with Phoebe, she was full of words, her small mouth chattering nonstop, as if she had countless things to say. Her face was also much more animated with smiles, a rare sight in her usual demeanor.

Alexander Pov “I hope you had a nice time with your sister,” I asked, staring at Laura, who sat in one of the guest rooms. Just as I had instructed Madonna not to take her back to the cages, she needed to be fed well and cleaned well, so that in the coming days she would still look presentable to the buyer. “Yes, I did,” she responded as a tear escaped her eyes. “So why then do you still cry ?,” I asked as I moved closer to her.

“Tsk, tsk. You don’t know how lucky you are. You should be happy.” Laura glanced at the clock on the wall when she finished speaking. “I gotta go. I’m meeting Mason for dinner. Take this gift, Penny. Remember to call me if the man mistreats you. I’ll always have time for you. Bye-bye.” Laura had a fiery temperament. Penny found that funny. She gathered the things she had been given and placed them on the bed before blinking sleepily. However, she did not dare go to bed. Instead, she grabbed her phone and scrolled through various pages before finally sitting up when she saw a news article on Purvi Group.

"Do you need my help, Mistress?" Laura's voice rang out, startling Minerva. She was in her head and replied. "No need, you go do your own thing." Laura nodded and continued her work.

Laura blurted with a strong tone, her face so mean. "You are right!" The Alpha replied before I could even say anything. Did he just agree to that? "Laura is not your mate! She is working for the demons because of the help she got from them. Joy's mother is your true second mate, and Laura had her caged for many years, waiting for her death! She has a secret room where she keeps the forbidden dark mirror, which she uses to invoke the demon king. She doesn't care about this pack!" I shouted at him, kicking the table in exasperation.

I ask her. Laura pants and nods, and at that, I flick on the vibrator. At its first lick, Laura’s surprised moan thunders. Tbc.

Laura feels lucky that she didn't irritate Conal the first day she approached him to play with him. As soon as she learned that Conal - the CEO of Mine, was an immortal werewolf, she immediately informed Ethan and began to plan. Laura knows that she is not Conal's opponent, so she can't take action directly, so she uses her beauty to seduce him. Still, he flatly refuses because his vigilance is very high. Sometimes Laura caught Conal's eyes looking at her - but it wasn't a passionate gaze contemplating beauty; it was a gaze inquiring, cold, and terrifyingly dangerous. She looked at the vial in her hand, wanting to finish this mission quickly so that she wouldn't have to die a tragic and pain

Laura was walking toward them, her short dress barely covering her and her sky-high heels digging into the dirt. Clayton froze. He had just met his fated mate, but he believed he loved Laura. His wolf was in absolute agony. Clayton stepped toward Mounia. “Please, let me explain. She is—” “Alpha Clayton’s mate and future Luna,” Laura announced proudly, oblivious to the tension. She turned to Zoriana. “Hello, step-daughter.” Then, looking at Mounia: “Nice to meet you, Mrs...?” “Miss,” Mounia replied sternly. “Mounia. Congratulations to both of you.”

Sophia's POV I had just returned to my desk from a particularly tiring morning when Laura, ever the office gossip, leaned over my cubicle with a sly grin. “So, have you heard the big news?” she asked, her voice dripping with the kind of malice disguised as curiosity that only Laura could muster. I barely looked up, uninterested in whatever tidbit she was peddling. “I’m busy, Laura,” I muttered, flipping through some files. “Oh, but you’ll want to hear this,” she continued, ignoring my tone. “It’s about Mr. Mahone.”

I dug into it, savoring the delicious taste. "It's fine, I'll leave and let you enjoy your food," she said with a hint of mockery in her voice. I was a bit surprised; I hadn't expected her to leave at all. I actually thought she would refute what I said about being alone and engage in a verbal spar with me. "Laura, you simply amaze me," I thought as I focused my attention on my meal. ********** Laura's POV: