Romeo And Layla Novels & Stories

But at night, she was a heartbroken soul in burning flames, staying up all night trying to block out the haunting memories of the man she was still holding on to, before crying herself to sleep at dawn. He had heard the success of the man who made her like that and wanted to bury a knife in his forehead and another one deep in his heart. Then, a month ago, he waltzed in wanting an alliance before they couldn’t afford everything they had both built to come to ruins. Not only did he swear allegiance, but the man also started behaving like a Romeo, making everything look like Aurora was the one who had stabbed him. Layla nodded and helped him hold Aurora for a bit before he carefully carried he

She continued moving closer to him and he kept taking a step backward till his back touched Aria’s desk. She stopped walking and smiled devilishly with a part of her mouth. “Where are you running to now?” “I am not running from you, why will I?” He acted up, smiling. He stood straight on his feet and amended his clothes. He beamed, insincerely. “Who are you I will be afraid of?” Layla sighed and suddenly moved her head closer to him with an almost non-existence gap between them. She pointed her finger straight into his eyes. “I am not only a vampire but also a werewolf. You should be grateful today isn’t a full moon, I would have ripped you apart!”

“You slut. You show up here after years of evading my brother, allow him to claim you then expect him to raise some others man’s pup. Please Roman tell me you aren’t that stupid.” “How fucking dare you!” Launching myself at Layla she growled only for Roman to step between us. “Move Roman!” “Calm down.” Placing his hand on my stomach he pecked my lips. “Layla apologise.” “Like fuck I will!” She stood there with her hands on her hips as if she was someone important. She may be my mates sister and an Alpha to another pack, but I’d still knock her the fuck out. “Layla!” Roman growled as she stepped towards him, her eyes black as night as she stared at me letting me know her wolf stood with her,

- I do have one - I don't understand, explain to me, please - I can't, I already don't understand myself, but I know something, I need to clean this madness for you - for me? - yes, no matter what gonna happen, I'll always be on your side, even if I'm dead, my souls will follow you - what are you talking about? - we need to go now - but Jacob, I... - don't say anything, stay safe Layla, I'll find you - what? - goodbye

My irritation slipped out unintentionally. Noah looked at me sideways. "Someone's jealous of her sister." "I'm not." I caught myself and forced a smile quickly. "Actually, you're right. I wish I had someone to look at me like that too." “George should be around somewhere.” Lois’ gaze roamed the crowd. "Yeah and the night is young, Layla," Noah said, already distracted, thankfully. "You might find your own special someone if you'll just get up and mingle a little. Wolves from every pack in the Realm are here tonight."

The door opened minutes later, and Layla stepped inside like someone arriving at a spa, her arms folded, chin raised, and her eyes sparkling with a cruel, satisfied amusement. “Well,” she said, strolling deeper into the room, “look at you.” Rose kept her face turned away, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. Layla clicked her tongue dramatically. “You know, people warned me you were obsessed with Damien, but I didn’t think you were this desperate. Gold-digging your way into his life like you didn’t know your place.” She crouched down a little, forcing Rose to face her. “And in the end, you end up here. This is how everyone will remember you. The girl who tried to bag Damie

Romeo lies down, pressing his chest to Romeo's back and putting his arm around his lover's waist, caressing his belly, while he begins to sing softly. - "I wanna drive down to Texas, flip off my exes, Get kind of reckless, and have wild, wild, wild sex under the moon, But only if it's with you; I got some baggage; let's do some damage, I am not made for no horsey and carriage, You know I'm savage, but you're looking past it, I want that late-night sweet magic, that forever-lasting love, But only if it's with you." Romeo changes position and smiles.

To say that Raphael was overwhelmed at this point was an understatement; the mystery lady had a killer body and though he had promised himself to not have sex with any other girl aside Aliyah, he was willing to break the veil of sacredness for this girl. Before he would follow her, Raphael remembered he had two more tasks to accomplish "So you are Romeo huh?" He asked. "Yes sir, how may I fix you up?" Romeo asked with delight. Raphael felt his hate for the lad renew seeing him smiling so happily. "Remember me?" He asked "Uhmmm sir, I can't," Romeo replied innocently. "I would come back for this recognition topic but first, who is that lady" Raphael asked with his anger dying down. "She told

Adam hushed the final words before shutting the briefcase and then leaving. “The money is good. We both knew that. But working together without either dying? That’s nearly impossible.” “I’ll poison you.” She threatened, picking up the file and then got on her feet. I let my eyes wander over her outfit. The yellow gown stopped over her knee. Layla is curvy. Not D Cups curvy, but curvy enough. She’s a C cup and that ass—what I’d give to have that ass hovering over my face, chest pressed against the bed, knees propped so her legs can fold neatly.

I want to remember everything. "Your story seemed like a romantic comedy." I laughed and he sighed. Why did he sigh, is that relief? Adam stood up and stretched his body before holding his hand for me to take it. "To be truth, I wish our love story is just a romantic comedy..." His lips curled into a smile that was forced and my heart cracked upon seeing it. I will know the truth.