Layla Rose Gif の小説・ストーリー

I climbed up my blankets and set the laptop on the bed. I laid on my side and turned on the movie. Halfway through the romance movie I fell asleep too I began to have a dream. *I was standing in a room I had never been in, I looked around when I noticed a mirror. I walked up to the mirror and looked at myself, I was wearing a beautiful white dress. I look at the dress more closely, it's a wedding dress. I see a veil on my head and a weird look ring on my left ring finger. As I stood there confused at the outfit I was wearing I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door I was just staring a few minutes ago, I waited before I could move the door busts up and in come Tate and Skye.

Chapter 32 Just A Stranger. Lyla Atelo. The way his breath fanned my neck... The proximity... It was all too much. "Sage..." A strangled sound escaped my mouth. His cologne filled my senses, coiled itself around my entire being. His fingers were still on my lips, and his eyes were there... Staring at them... The yearning in his eyes to kiss them... "What do you want, Lyla? Tell me." The low command of his voice sent shivers down my spine.

Her cheeks were flaming red and she had turned into a rose. "Bhabhi jaan calm yourself down the way you are blushing. It will give others the wrong sign. You are looking like you both just made love but that is not the case or maybe you both were about to but I interrupted. Umm.. Umm…" Zeenat stopped in middle as Shayari put her hand on her mouth to shut her blabbering

The Rose Empress, Queen of Scarlet Claw. "WOOOOOO! HAIL THE QUEEN! ROSE QUEEN! ROSE QUEEN! ROSE QUEEN!" The Crowd cheered. I stood there with a big smirk on my face, looking a confidant as I can until I saw a shadow walking at the very back. It was Lucas and Jaxson.

Lyra reached my side, and I took her hand, raising it slightly as the applause began to subside. “Tonight,” I said, addressing the crowd once more, “we celebrate not only Lyra’s return but also the future of our pack. The goddess has blessed us with a gift, a sign of hope and prosperity.” I turned to Lyra, who gave me a small nod before stepping back toward the entrance. A moment later, she returned, cradling our son, Leo, in her arms. The sight of them together was enough to silence the crowd, the air thick with awe and reverence.

She snaps using a fake tissue to blow her nose dramatically “Again it’s romantic not rose-mantic” She growls at me “That’s what I said Jack ass! Roseeee-mantic” “It’s roooooo-mantic” “You know what Im going to kick your damn ass, go fight with someone else you grumpy old bitch. Pissing me off when I was feeling all those ROSEEE—Mantic feelings!” Layla snaps flipping me the bird and turning away, I can’t help but laugh my arse off at her little hissy fit. Drake clearly hearing the commotion from Dain just silently smiles at me, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

As I start to lift her blouse, a knock on the door makes me stop as we both look at the kitchen door as if we are waiting for the person to just walk in. “Fuck that,” I say as I keep kissing her and moving my hands down her legs, and lifting her small skirt, exposing her panties. Another knock stops me, and I groan in frustration as Jo jumps down and walks to the door. She opens it to find Layla standing there dressed as a movie driver. I frown, looking at her, and she smiles. “Your ride is here,” she says and Jo laughs as she grabs the hat and put it on her own head.

Her attention was now completely focused on the rapid messages appearing on her screen. Chloe: Start talking. Layla sighed and rolled onto her stomach. Layla: Okay okay… calm down. Three dots appeared instantly. Chloe: NO. You kissed him again. Layla bit her lip, smiling slightly despite herself. Layla: It was just a goodbye kiss. Chloe: You’re lying. Layla stared at the screen. Layla: How? Chloe: You like him right. Layla didn’t reply immediately.Her fingers hovered over the keyboard.

I whispered to her while the rest of the pack kept snickering and giggling except for James. "Why can't I do it?" Layla was not being patient. She wanted to prove that she wasn't a laughing stock. I understood her pain, but she was not in the right mood and place to learn. "Relax. They are laughing, it should not mean anything to you. You will learn at the right time," I answered in a whisper. She refused to listen, and walked briskly towards Rosa before landing a left hook on her face. It was a hard punch that sent Rosa to the floor and brought an end to all the giggling. That was a wrong way to handle it, but she wanted to prove something which I was okay with.