Romeo And Layla Novels & Stories

And I am confident that I am not a bitch. Kira’s free hand rests lightly on my shoulder as she speaks to the women. “Stephanie, Julia, Rose, this is Layla,” she says, smiling at the group. “She’s Raelin’s mate.” Did she really have to add that last part?! The three women suddenly stop sipping their cherry colored drinks at once, and I catch the subtle shift in their facial expressions. They don't look very happy, but they also don't look like they want to pounce on me and murder me on the spot.

She tilts her head to one side as she looks at Riley, then motions us to follow her as she says, “My Beta’s Sebastian, Marian and Monique, and of course Zach, who just ran off with one-off your warriors.” “You don't seem real happy about that, Layla.” She raises her eyebrows at me, “Why would I be?” “You don't believe in the mate bond, Layla?” She snorts as she says, “Nope, not anymore.” Riley mind-links me again, “What are you doing?” “I have no idea Gray is restless; the sound of her voice is driving me nuts; take a look at her ass, no, on second thoughts, don't Riley, under no circumstances are you to look at her ass.”

Max smiled and nodded, then led me into the pack house. Right before he opened the door, I heard Layla screaming. "I'M YOUR LUNA!" I rolled my eyes. I'm his mate. He promised I'm the one he wants. He's already told her to leave, I don't understand what her hangup is. Once we opened the door, Wyatt swung around and looked at us. "Ah, Layla. Looks like the maids haven't taken the trash out yet, huh?" Max snickered to me. It took alot in me to hold back my laugh. I don't know this she-wolf, but Max had pretty much filled me in on her during our walk. And just from the stories, I do not like her at all. I looked at Wyatt, and as I looked into his eyes, all I could see was love. I felt like he tr

she shouted at them. When no one dared to speak, Elena nodded. “Better. Now let’s get back to practice,” she announced. Layla cautiously approached Elena. Elena looked down at her, waiting. Layla cleared her throat, filled with unshed tears. “Thanks,” she managed to say. “For?” “For standing up for me,” Layla expressed. “You should stand tall and never allow any form of disrespect. You are the Luna, soon to be Queen,” Layla couldn't help but feel that might not be the case, given the ongoing talks. The pack might already be against her impending marriage to Demetrius. She held back her tears, determined to have Elena by her side, despite the circumstances.

She turns around to the two female that are walking over with smiles on their faces. "Star, Rue." Layla greets them. The three embrace each other, then they turn towards me. The one by the name of Star leans her head to the side as she looks me up and down, while Rue seems confused. "I'm confused." Star and Rue said at the same time. "Leo," Layla tells them. "Oh," Star said. While Rue covers her mouth to hide her laugh. Layla elbows her. "Be nice." "But, he made her into you. This is more than an obsession. You would think-" Rue stops talking because again Leo walks over to us.

Why does that make me think of Layla? “Of course, it is Layla.” Alessandro seemed to have read my mind. “I met Layla during a brief trip to Las Vegas. I usually didn’t have a good relationship with women, but things were easy with Layla. And things became easier after I found out that she was part of an American mafia.” Alessandro nodded to himself. “Back then, it seemed as though the relationship would work out because even my grandfather approved of her.”

Layla's expression turned determined. “We'll handle him together.” I smiled. “That's why I love you.” Layla's eyes softened. “I love you too.” Our lips crashed in a passionate kiss. As we broke apart, gasping for air, I knew. I would do anything to keep her safe. And mine. The charity gala was a success. Layla shone, her beauty and intelligence captivating the guests. I watched her, pride swelling in my chest. But amidst the glamor, I sensed a threat.

Veronica yelled. “What did you just call me?” Layla asked, gazing at her with those icy blue eyes of hers, which penetrated into Veronica’s soul so much that she looked away immediately. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Your punishment is way too light for what you did, so be grateful and don’t show your ugly face here ever again,” Layla said. “The Moon Goddess made a mistake when she chose you as the Alpha’s mate. Just know that,” Veronica said, looking over her shoulder as she was being dragged away.

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.

Kane commanded, his voice echoing with the authority of the Alpha King. Amelia’s gaze darted between Kane and Rylan, realizing they were outnumbered. Celeste, however, wasn’t ready to give up. “Don’t you see?” Celeste hissed, addressing Rylan. “She’s dangerous! She’s not the Aria you know, she’s Layla, Kane’s mate. She’ll destroy everything you’ve built.” Rylan’s jaw tightened, his gaze flickering to Aria. “And yet she’s the one I chose,” he said firmly. “You, on the other hand, betrayed me.”