Annie Leonhart Novels & Stories

He looks between me and the cage before he says “ she's something else , isn't she ? heard some of the guys over there talking . Seemingly she has never been beaten and never shifts . '' I frown and look at him “ she is my mate , the golden wolf that's her “ Haggen chokes on his drink and looks at me wide eyed '' Seriously Orion , wow she's called Leonor but just Lenny . “ he says . “ I wonder why she won't shift, “ he asks . “ Her wolf is huge and golden , I imagine there is a reason she keeps her hidden “ I say . Knowing what my sister Fallon informed me of her findings today .

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

"I told you never to come here. What are you doing here? Now get the hell out." Dean's words anger me even more, and I chuckle as I look at him. "Really? Are you asking me to leave? I guess no one knows the truth yet, that the person they all call Luna is nothing but a second wife. Tell me, Dean, how would you feel if everyone found out that the lady standing here is a lycan Luna and that the child she gave birth to belongs to the lycan Alpha? I chose to stay silent all this time so as not to hurt you, but have you ever thought about how much you hurt me when you cast me aside? I waited, thinking you would come back to me and apologize, but all I got was silence and nothingness. You hurt me

Leanna looked at his striking appearance and quite liked him. Leanna played with her coffee cup with her slender fingers while discussing music-related topics and invited Lorian to a concert. However, it was clear that he was not fully engaged. Lorian hadn’t heard what Leanna said and asked again, “What did you say?” “Niccolò Paganini.” Leanna seemed a bit uncomfortable. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, revealing her delicate metal earrings. Lorian stared at the soft, white earlobe and suddenly thought of his ex-wife, Tegan.

He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing. “Lucky girl,” the announcer coughed out before calling the name on the parchment. “Princess Illyria of Alvannia.” My heart sank hearing my name from the announcer. Where is a little bad luck when you need it? I left the crowd and walked to meet Prince Deucalion. His lips curved into a cupid-bow smile as I approached him. “Haven’t seen you in one of these before,” Deucalion commented as the music began. I silently fitted his stretched hand in mine, not knowing what to say. “You’re a silent one too,” he added, resting his oth

"Well, I wanted you to have a good time and maybe get to know you better." Annie smiled a little smile but still couldn't understand how she got here or why Leo was so interested in her. She was nobody, she was a no one, a loner, someone people thought was a freak or a nerd or a loser. So why on Earth would someone as charming and popular as Leo want to spend his time with her, of all people. Leo could see the gears spinning in her head so he spoke again, "You're interesting, Annie Halden. You're nice to be around because you're just a calm, warm, and welcoming person. I don't think you see what a beautiful person you are."

As Aurelia spoke on, my eyes instinctively scanned the room, Searching for no one in particular. “Annalise,” Aurelia called my attention. She was about to say something when a voice interrupted. “Well, look who's being sneaky.” Leon Hartmann appeared, holding a glass of wine. He raised a brow at Aurelia. “I thought someone was accusing me of poaching Ms. Sterling a while ago. Look who has turned her into her mannequin?” Aurelia threw him a look. “How sure are you that it's one of my dresses Annalise is wearing?”

Now with the certainty of my own pace among our kind and as his Luna, I've started to think about what our lives would be like if we on day adopted or fostered. “Luna, I need your final word on the centerpieces for the introduction dinner” says Nina as she walks towards me. Reaching out my hand she hands me a small hand full of different pictures and I can’t help but to laugh a little. “There’s like twenty to pick from” she gives me a huff and an eye roll. “Harper, I love you not only as my Luna but as my best friend… but so help me if you don’t just pick one I’m going to tell Nixon about your secret stash of butter cookies” I gasp at her threat and look at her with wide eyes.

“If I had his kind of money, you’d never hear from me again.” Before I could respond, Lilac returned, a latte in one hand and a business card in the other. She slid into the booth beside Ariana with a smug grin plastered on her face. “Well?” Ariana and I leaned forward expectantly. “She’s a real estate agent,” Lilac said, holding up the card like a trophy. “Name’s Hailey. Thirty-two. Single. Lesbian.” She grinned wider. “And now, potentially interested in yours truly.” Ariana gasped dramatically. “Lilac! You’re unstoppable.”

Her face glowed with joy. My anger faltered, melting away as I knelt down to her level. “Oh, baby, that’s beautiful. Look how gentle you are. It trusts you. It's standing on your finger.” Liam crouched beside me, his arm brushing mine. He smiled at our daughter, his voice soft. “You're making the butterfly feel safe. This is why she wants to stand on your finger, and she trusts that you're not going to hurt it.” Anastasia giggled, beaming between us. “Do you think that it's a she or he? I really want it to be a she, but I wouldn't mind it being a he as long as it trusts me.”