Aioros De Leo Novels & Stories

Leo spoke from the foot of the dais. He didn't wait for my instruction. He drew the silver-alloy blade, the metal singing as it caught the amber light of the hall. He was eleven years old, his frame lean and dangerous, a predator forged in the silence of a stone Queen. His golden eyes flared, the sovereign static dancing across his knuckles. "Stay here, Mommy," Leo murmured, his voice dropping into that subsonic thunder. "I'll see if the ghost has a throat to cut."

She snapped out of her thoughts as she felt his teeth grazing on her neck, around the area she was supposed to be marked, and a sudden electricity exploded between them and goosebumps spread on her body. She pushed him when she noticed he was going to sink his teeth into her skin and she met his eyes which had a burning sensation as he was emitting on her. Leo took in her appearance from her head too toe and a lazy smile curled up the sides of his lips. It seemed that the moon goddess had decided to bless him with a perfect woman after waiting patiently for his mate. He was 23 years old was still without a mate until then. He had waited patiently to find her all these years but he could not.

"Are you saying only ladies can have fine skin? Don't be sexist sister" Rose groaned. Why did their father send Ron with her? She would have been fine on her own. The servants and guards that were to accompany them all sighed in their hearts. Their prince was so young, fragile and lazy. The King was doing this for his own benefit. "Prince Ron" Ron's personal bodyguard, Leo, said, slowing his horse till they rode side by side. Leo is a tall heavily muscled man with dark brown hair and eyes the colour of mud. He had a long scar on his face, starting from the bridge of his nose to the base of his neck. The shiny armor he was wearing made him look so huge, especially beside the skinny prince.

She didn't see the sniper angles he was currently calculating from the kitchen window. ​"It’s beautiful, cara mia," he said, his voice thickening. He kissed the top of her dark head, breathing in the scent of her baby shampoo. It was a scent he would burn the world to protect. ​Leo, now fourteen and possessing a quiet intensity that often mirrored his father’s, looked up from his bowl of cereal. He watched Alessandro’s eyes—the way they drifted toward the door every few seconds, the way his jaw remained locked in a tight, square line.

"The London Leo said they feed on the connection! If you go up there, they'll sever us! You'll forget Elian! You'll forget me!" "If I don't go," Leo said, kissing her with a desperation that tasted of salt and the end of the world, "there won't be an 'us' left to remember." The Final Boardroom: The Void Leo ran toward the center of the orchard, his indigo arm glowing with a blinding, violent light. He reached the spot where the Atmos-Core met the soil and thrust his hand into the earth. "You want my frequency?" Leo roared at the black sky. "Then take it all! Take the ten years of pain! Take the billionaire’s ego! Take the father’s pride!"

However, Leo suddenly added, “Please get her some mushroom soup from the soup market. Tell them to prepare it according to the specifications I sent a while ago.” Boris was already out before the two could start fighting. “What the fu*k do you think you’re doing?I already have a maid here. Why can’t she do the cooking?” Knowing that his friend was only jittery because of the young lady, Leo assured in a calm voice, “Calm down, Dec. They would make the soup faster than your maid. I bet you don’t have the ingredients we need either.” The two then walked to the railing and had their backs turned toward Declan’s bedroom, where Selene was resting.

Rio then moved closer to him and hits him with an elbow lightly. “Focus Leo,” Rio whispered to him. “I know buddy,” Leonard replies while massaging his left chest.

Even though he is a big bad Alpha, he is a mushy puddle of goo right now. “Can I hug you, little princess?” He asks, his voice gentle and I know he is a goner. She looks at us all and takes a small step towards Leo, who opens his arms for her. She looks back at Gaia, who nods at her, telling her it’s ok. She walks towards Leo’s outstretched arms. Rosa enters his arms, and he hugs her to his body.

“Why does he always look so dirty?” Amara says making a face. I turn and look in the direction she’s facing and my heart beats faster. Leo is walking across the school parking lot to the school entrance. Leo has his head down, he's wearing a pair of jeans that are weathered. He paired it with a long white T-shirt and hoodie. I don’t see any dirt on him but maybe Amara has extra-ray vision. Maybe she can see something we don’t.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.