Rena Ayana Novels & Stories

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

Ava glared at her brothers after she pulled a T-shirt over her head. The boys had accepted shorts and were already eating the bowls of a meat and vegetable stew that they had been offered. How could they even eat at a time like this? She took her place beside Zeke, and the older woman who’d given her the clothes gave her a bowl, too. She recognised her as the Luna immediately. Audrey had come forward before Nate could tell her anything about the secret they were keeping.

“Qualities like kindness, compassion, love and goodness of heart. No wonder some women were chosen to be Luna and not others.” She sprang to her feet. Her eyes were changing color. “And who the hell do you think you are to meddle in our affairs?” I let Uru come to the surface and she could see the change in my eye color as well. I can tell she was scared as she didn’t think I would fight her, being an outsider. But at the moment, I was ready to defend my friend, not minding any consequences. “Oh I’m sure you know who I am,” I said, standing up. This brought Calista out of her reverie. She stood up and was now in the middle though there was still a table separating us all.

He was not aware of these same colour outfits but it was actually more than worth it. Aniya was peering at both of them with a visible confused reaction on her face. "She is Bellyana Delaney," he introduced that woman to her. Aniya blinked at him because that name rang something in her head. She had heard it before but where? "And she is Aniya Meier and her daughter, Flora Meier," That woman passed Aniya and Flora a warm smile which Aniya returned with a polite nod and small smile. She walked towards them and then extended her palm towards Flora.

"And who is this vision in blue? You’ve been hiding her." Kai didn't smile. He pulled me slightly closer, his arm sliding around my waist. "This is Anya Sharma, Julian. My new assistant. Though 'assistant' feels like a bit of an understatement." Julian’s eyes traveled over me, lingering on the emeralds. He took my hand and kissed the back of it, his eyes twinkling with a predatory sort of interest. "Anya. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman. If Kai ever bores you with his brooding, come find me at the bar. I have much better stories."

________ " That guy is staring at you. You look fucking hot even when you are pregnant." I blushed hard at Anaya's compliment. She was very extroverted, unlike her cousin. I loved how vocal she was about her thoughts and feelings. Anaya gave me her purple dress. It was not so tight but still gave me a sexy look. Her wardrobe surprised me. She had cravings for clothes.