Author Leon Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Leon’s private study was a place I’d never been allowed before. The moment we stepped inside, I understood why. Dark wood, sleek black shelves lined with books, expensive whiskey decanters reflecting the soft glow of the pendant light above. But it wasn’t the luxury that caught my attention. It was the desk. Or more specifically—the locked drawer he was opening. The sharp click of metal sent a ripple of unease through me. Leon pulled out something small, something old. A photograph. He held it out to me, his face unreadable. I took it, my fingers barely steady as I turned it over.

Finally, gathering his courage, he lifted his gaze to Aric, who was lying beside him, half-draped in the dim glow. “Hey, Aric…” Leon hesitated, his voice uncertain, like he was carefully testing the waters. “Can I ask you for a favor?” Aric turned his head slightly, the candlelight reflecting in his deep, unreadable eyes. “What kind of favor?” Aric’s expression flickered for a brief moment—so subtle that if Leon hadn’t been watching closely, he might have missed it. Leon took a deep breath, his tone cautious. “It’s just… about that dream, actually… I’ve been hiding something.”

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

“Within the chamber, assume he knows everything.” I absorbed that. “Everything,” I said. “Everything you show him,” Leon said. “Which is why I told you above — he reads the gap. Between the surface and what’s underneath.” A pause. “He’ll be looking for that gap in you.” “He’ll find it,” I said. “Yes,” Leon said. “So give him one that’s real but not the one that matters.” I looked at the back of his head in the pale pulsing light. “You’ve done this,” I said. “Given him something real that isn’t the thing.”

Stupid me, Luna berated herself. "Leon, do you see that?" Luna asked, making Leon follow the direction of her pointed finger. "Yes, yes. Your husband and a woman. What's the big deal? Oh, don't tell me he's found another heartthrob at the party?" Leon teased, his last sentence spoken with feigned astonishment. Luna playfully hit his arm, irritated by his mockery.

Leslie looked at Leon with some confusion. Leon did not answer him. He walked over to the ponytailed reporter with a smile, patting him on the shoulder, "Friend, I know a bit about astrology! I think the signs around you are very dark. You might end up suffering a disaster today! I think you should be very careful. Make sure you don't get into any accidents on the way back!" "What?" The reporter was stunned to hear that. He was completely caught off guard by Leon's strange words! Of course, it was not just him. Everyone else was stunned as well. They could not understand how a rich and impressive chairman like Leon would suddenly become an astrologist out of nowhere!

“He never showed me this side of him.” “Don’t touch anything,” Leon said. She snatched her hand back. “Fine.” Leon walked her into the main lounge. “You sit,” he said coldly. “Where are you going?” “To do my job.” He turned toward the hallway. “And that job does not include listening to you spiral.” Selene frowned. “Spiral? Me? I’m perfectly fine.” “Sure,” Leon said dryly. “And I’m the Easter Bunny.” “Do not mock me.” she warned.

Maybe I am, because I am glaring and feel like strangling the most feared man in the country. Crammed up in the corner, trembling are the most powerful people in our county, yet here I am snapping at this man. He takes out a folded paper from his jacket pocket and throws it at me. What a jerk! I catch the paper, unfold it and immediately notice our country’s old flag on it. Agreement of marriage between Prince Leonard Largota and Lady Zoe Maloy. By the order of Her Highness, Queen Violet and First Countess, Lady Monroe. His surname is Largota? Like the country’s name. As in a member of the believed to be dead royal family?

Her question was direct, her voice low and seductive, making Leon's face redden. Leon was silent for a moment, shyly shaking his head as he looked down. The beer made him honest, even though his cheeks were hot. "Yes... I am. I had a girlfriend in high school, but we only kissed, nothing more. And... with my current girlfriend, I haven't had the chance... to go further." He laughed nervously, remembering the moments with Sonya that were always interrupted, the desire that was never fully fulfilled.

"Leon Anderson. Young dentist at a Houston hospital." "Wow, you're amazing!" I was a little impressed. But Leon took it a little too far because he was so confident. "Yes, that's me. Tell me about yourself." Leon asked. I told him all about myself, my name and my job. Of course, I kept my family and the company we owned a secret. I didn't want to ruin tonight's date with a confident young dentist. Even more fun was the fact that we were the same age. "I didn't expect the erotic dancer-like Sherley to work at a company." Leon expressed his opinion.