Vanessa Lachey Feet Novels & Stories

I can always distinguish her voice from among a thousand and know which one belongs to her… the one and only, Layla Jackson. I turned to see Layla, standing behind me in Cream white sandals, putting on a black flared above knee-length high waist skirt and a cream white off shoulder crop top. Her slender arms were adorned in a chain and leather bracelets. Her now milk coffee hair were tired in two pig tails with scanty bangs that fell on her face and she constantly twirl the front strands of her hair. Honestly, Layla is a very beautiful woman, an epitome of beauty just as Rein is the definition of handsomeness standards. I bet they took it from their mom who is a goddess of beauty.

When Everyone was done training Angelina remained behind practicing. "I don't get why you need to train so much." Layla walked looking all kinds of disgusted as her fancy shoes met the filthy ground. "I don't get why you don't need to train so much." I said. " Ugh!! Because I'll have to phase." She frowned as her heel got stuck in the ground. "That's the whole point." "Exactly and I just got my hair done. What do you think." She smiles flipping back her pink and black hair. The base of the hair was black and it faded to pink towards the end. It looked really nice.

She added. "Its worth it you will see." She smilled as we guided her into the elevator. Sasha cried out as her water broke soaking my shoes and Catherine's I bit my lip as I looked at my ruined shoes and at Catherine's "I'm sorry." Sasha sobbed. I mind linked Luna Catherine "There goes my new Jimmy Choo's" I groaned in the mind link. "And my new Chanel pumps. This kid has good taste." Her voice replied in my head but out loud she soothed Sasha.

This was something Cheryl would always chide her for. She couldn't blame the guys for swarming Vanessa though. She was pretty and an absolute beauty. Standing at 5'9", she had a slim hourglass figure with long slender legs. Her skin was olive toned, her hair blonde and her eyes were hazel colored just like her dad's. She also had a one sided dimple on her cheek that gave more allure to her facial features. As soon as they got inside, Vanessa began to ramble.

Cali said when she let Leesa go. The new girl rose gracefully to her feet and extended her hand. When she stood up, Leesa saw Vanina was a couple of inches taller than she was, at least five-ten, maybe taller. Her outfit was much less colorful than Cali’s, but almost as attention grabbing. Black leggings showed off her long, slender legs, while on top, she wore a loose, long-sleeved dark gray shirt unbuttoned over a crimson cami. Vanina’s hand was soft and smooth. Leesa wondered why she had never heard Cali mention her before. Maybe she was an old friend from high school.

“As much as I love to see you undressed like that, cowboy, it is a little informal. So maybe you oughta cover up all those muscles so female party goers aren’t drooling on you.” “Such sweet bullshit.” Chase retreated to the bedroom and yanked on new jeans, buttoned the white shirt, added his championship belt buckle, slipped on his boots and hat. All in under two minutes. “So? Do I pass?” She nodded, and returned her focus to two pairs of shoes. One pair, four inches high, were a funky shade of shiny yellow patent leather with turquoise stitching. The other pair, were flats, fancied up with flowers, but were nowhere near as hot as the stilettos.

I finally say. She freezes, turning to me with wide eyes. "You what?" I simply stare down at her and she throws her hands in the air with a look of disgust. "Mira, you fiend! How could you?" "We have work to do, Vanessa." "But Mason Lachlan was just about to come on TV. New York's very own god!" I plop back on the sofa and spread a small map over the chipped coffee table. Vanessa scoots over and we gaze at the map together for a while.

said Fely with a big smile. Lea and Shaira stopped chatting and looked at the person Fely introduced. "Introducing, this is Vaya Camshen. She is a talented model who has just joined Echo entertainment, replacing you," continued Fely. Lea looked at Vaya with a frown, while Shaira's eyebrows rose a few centimeters. Standing in front of Lea, Vaya was like a mirror for her. Apart from being a few centimeters less than Lea, Vaya's appearance is very similar to Lea, even the way she does makeup and dresses.

Laurie’s lovely face was pinched in concentration. “She’s fighting me,” Laurie said through clenched teeth. Vanessa was focused. She could feel the ice flowing through her. Laurie’s power paled in comparison. She turned on the woman, determined to swat her away like a fly. Before she could make a move, her world turned upside down. Vanessa slammed down onto the hard floor, knocking the wind from her lungs. Leah loomed above her, a hand pressed down hard on Vanessa’s chest. Black eyes glowed through the snowy mist that had enveloped the penthouse.

And she happened to be mated to his Beta Darren. "Thanks again," Layla appreciated. Keisha really did a good job , from styling her hair perfectly, down to the make up. There was no need to trim her hair again when she went back to New York. It has already been done. "Come on, Nolan's waiting," Keisha said, giving Layla a purse to match her clothes as she led her outside. "These heels are really a hassle" Layla commented, she was not a fan of heels. "Don't worry you'll get used to it" Keisha assured.