Winx Aisha Layla Novels & Stories

You could tell that she was really angry from her voice. But still, Amelia did not get the person she was talking about. Chloe called almost every person she did not like a bitch so, she was not sure who she was talking about at the moment. “Who?” “That bitch, Layla!” she said the name through gritted teeth. Amelia was startled when she heard the name. When she had gone overseas, Chloe had told her that Layla had debuted as a model under the History Entertainment agency. The company was managed by her grandmother, the iron lady herself, Eva.

His mother gushed out, looking at the girl with a sparkle in her eyes, she couldn't close her mouth shut. "Come and sit next to me, dear." His mother added. The girl whose name is Nana Aisha has her head still bowed. Zayn watch vigilantly as she manage to settle on the space next to her mother -which her mother was occupying before standing up to sit next to her father- blindly.

I also knew that she didn't make idle remarks, especially regarding people's lives. “Who’s the crazy old bat?” Aisha asked Colin, as if it were his fault. Aisha had the strongest personality among the four of us. She’s also the most eye-catching--at six-foot-one, with smooth chocolate skin and doll-like features, her dyed pink hair artfully braided down her back with dark-red flowers the same shade as her skin-tight dress, she embodied the title ‘top model’. No one would mistake her for anything less. Bea stepped forward protectively, "What do you mean by that?" she demanded. "Are you saying Alisa is in danger?"

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.

That was the obsession that he gained after Layla left him. Layla had always told him how much she wanted to have such a perfect body, similar to a Greek goddess, the one that fit the measurement for the Golden Ratio number. They used to check her body measurements once and she came as close as scoring over ninety-seven per cent accuracy towards the number. For years, Layla had been the Greek goddess that conquered his heart. Until he met Ashley and found out that she matched the Golden Ratio number perfectly, with almost one hundred per cent accuracy and that blew his mind entirely. Because he was convinced that no one could ever have that number.

Everything had fallen into place—and now, she had an art gallery to her name. She had met people she once only dreamed of… people she never thought she would encounter in her lifetime. *** Later, Layla stepped out of the hall with her mother, accompanying her to the restroom. Now, she stood just outside, waiting. That was when Ashley appeared. Her gaze was filled with unmistakable disdain. But Layla didn’t react. She didn’t frown. She didn’t look away. Instead, she smiled calmly… and waited for her to speak. “How can a nobody like you be connected to the great Harthwore family?”

Aisha replied, and any outsider listening to their conversation would think that Liana was a worthless person, or else, why would her sister not only not defend her, but punish her? Betina kept a casual expression, but internally, she rejoiced. “Aisha, I didn’t know you were such a fair person. You would stay with a stranger and not with your sister when you see that she is wrong. I find that very admirable. If you don’t mind, do you think we could be friends?” Betina loved to surround herself with sensible and diplomatic people like Aisha. On the other hand, Aisha was on cloud nine. After Betina married Edward, there would be many benefits waiting for Betina’s friends.

“She is more involved in this case than you are. And you know it.” Mumbling some incoherent words under his breath, Xander threw Miguel a hard glare. I couldn't hold back my laughter. I love how diplomatic his friend is. The both of them make such a relaxing company. Resting my mouth for a few minutes, I decided to play a quick game on my phone. Leila's message came in, asking if I would like to spend sometime with her. Ayla hissed in contempt. I knew she would reach out today of all days, sometimes I try not to think that Leila might be a witch.

Caitlyn was saying, but the woman had hung up before Caitlyn attempted to exchange pleasantries. She sighed as she brought the phone down from beside her ears. "Do these people not care about other people's health? Are they forbidden from exchanging pleasantries?" She chuckled. She dropped her phone and picked up one of the dresses. She was going to select one to wear to the party. The first one she picked was a green dress. Its length went past her toes. It had a slit that began from her hips and had a very tiny sleeve. Her collarbones were beautifully on display when she wore the dress at Shirley's store.

It was when she finished the last sip of the third bottle of bourbon that she tucked her exhausted body to sleep. *Wushi-Chin cooperation Funds is a name belonging to a fundraising agency The agency includes all the powerful families and organizations in the country. It gets renamed after every three years and it gets named after two families or orgs that have achieved the most in the three years. Wushi has been on the top for about 13 yrs Followed by Chin and then the Luo family* (Don't worry guys, vampire time is soon)