Winx Aisha Layla Novels & Stories

She had plenty of time to know everyone else up close overnight. Especially with Aisha, the 13-year-old girl. She discovered that Aisha was the youngest Beta of the group, with the clairvoyant ability to only look into one's past. It was a power she already had, back when she was still alive. The girl was quiet around Scarlett but became curious to know more about her. To pass the time they even had to play games. "Ha! UNO!" Fortune called out and slammed her last card on the desk. Everyone who was in the game groaned. "Cough up now, losers!" The Vamps all sighed and gave up their cash over to her.

Many beautiful women entangled them. Luis Park nose bleeds. 'Ah...' My dream to become a tycoon is going to happen! I don't know why but I'm stopping all of my revenge! This love! This love! Hahaha! 'This man is wicked!' Aisha thought. This Aisha is a bit different. She doesn't like men the most! She is a boyish one! "Ah!" Luis Park shouted. He shouted not because of this sudden encounter but Aisha pinched him.

There was no one better to bring the whole situation to a decisive end, even if there was something unknown running through their blood. “You can’t mindlink us; how are we supposed to know if you need help?” Alex asked. “The same way I’ve always told you if I needed help,” she said gently. “I’ll call you.” “Ava—” She cut Nick off with a kiss on his forehead and placed another on Alex. “I’ll be back tomorrow,” she said firmly. And then she released them and turned back to Zeke, giving him a nod before stripping out of her clothes. When Nyx emerged, she looked down the path to see Caleb and Nate leading some warriors and a few pack members to the clinic. Something crackled in the air between t

a soft voice floated through and in walked the one-and-only Aisha Munawara, “What is going on?” “A lot, Aish, you’re going to love this,” her face twisted into a look of suspicion, at my outfit before her eyes widened. “You didn’t please tell me you didn’t get back with that-” “Come on Aish,” Kian dragged out his words, “Swear for me, just once common be a commoner like us,” Oh I must have forgotten to mention that Aisha Munawara wasn’t just your ordinary girl, other than being a PHD holder, she was technically the Princess of a small island off the coast of Qatar called Jazira. Just a little thing I thought I should clue you in on.

Adrian exclaimed. "Which one of those sluts is obsessed with you?" Alicia jealously asked. "Aww, don't tell me you're jealous?" he asked teasingly, but she wasn't having it. She twisted his ear. "Ouch, why are you hurting me? I'm supposed to be your little bunbun," she turned harder. "Ouch, her name is Layla Gray; she is Vanessa's best friend." Finally, she released him as he pouted at her, "What was that for?"

' Amyra smiled brightly at the mirror and grabbed her purse, wanting to leave the washroom. As she was at the door Layla entered the washroom. Layla looked different from Amyra in most aspects. She was a model, they said. "You are Amyra right?" Layla asked her while doing her hair a little. Amyra halted hearing her. Seeing her silent, Layla uttered in a welcoming tone, "Xay has told me about you." 'Xay.' She never got a chance to call him that. Everytime someone called him 'Xay', she felt she was not close to him.

She was just a distraction, the naive niece of mine. The very next hour, I summoned my court informant — a mouse of a woman, with ears like a hawk and a tongue as sharp as a sword when bribed well enough. “The word needs to spread,” I said, pacing my solar with slow and deliberate grace. “Make it known across every corridor, every court, every wolf-run outpost: Ashina has accepted her new role.” The mouse blinked at me. “You want it public, Your Grace?” “Loud and clear,” I said. “Let the kingdom know that she, the Phoenix of Ironclaw, has agreed to bear the King’s next heir.”

Her nipples are rock hard as they can be felt through her shirt. I wish we were people who could walk around butt, ass naked right now. She lay her hand on my chest to push me away, but I grabbed it and held it there. She watches me with hooded eyes and her eyes are dilated. One taste. Just one taste. I don't know who lean in first, but our lips met in a hot, sizzling kiss. Fuck, her lips are soft. Fuck. >>>>>>>>>>> Hi guys! How are you doing today? So for private reasons, I'll be changing the book title to "Ashanti". I feel like that is much better and will be the best decision for my book!

* Meanwhile, Layla was on her way downstairs to take out the trash when an itch in her nose made her sneeze. She rubbed her nose, muttering to herself, “Someone must be talking about me behind my back…” As soon as the thought crossed her mind, a voice called out from behind her. “Miss Xander.” Layla's mood sank instantly. “Really? Literally behind my back?” she thought. “Can we talk?” It wasn't a suggestion. It was a command. Realizing there was no way out, Layla turned to face Gwen. “Where would Miss Harris like to talk?”

She hadn't done a thing to earn them. I let out a long sigh. Once again, I felt embarrassed for my old, lovesick self. "Right now, Alyssa's running the company. Everyone there answers to her. You've got a lot ahead of you—getting your shares back, winning people over. It's not going to be easy." Watching Mark bust his gut worrying about me really moved me. After getting the full picture about Alyssa, I had a clear plan. No matter how stupid I was back then, everything that belongs to me—I'm going to take it back. I'm done being some lovesick fool who gets walked all over.