Best Elmore Leonard Novels & Stories

“Yes, darling. You are the best.” He grinned at her sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck before shifting his attention again to the porch. “And the one by the corner— that’s Leonne. He’s a decent guy too, though a bit… meticulous. He notices everything, and once something catches his attention, he can’t let it go. He’s not as chatty as Lee, but he’s friendly enough. You’ll see.” Calley nodded slowly, committing the details to memory. “So, we have a singer, a womanizer, and a meticulous one. Got it.”

He inquired from her as they walked into the living room, where refreshments were already set. My presence was all of a sudden forgotten. "Probably m-music." Kelly hurriedly grabbed the apple juice offered to her by one of the maids and sipped it hurriedly. "Oh wow! Really? You know I almost took music as a major too back in my time." Don Luciano said and I paused in my steps. He liked music? Just then, as he sat there, explaining to Kelly, who was trying not to look frightened, I could imagine him behind a piano, his hands doing wonders on the keys.

“And yet, you walk in here with him.” Her eyes narrowed. “He’s my partner. My support. Why does that concern you?” Leonard leaned back in his chair, fingers drumming lightly against the table. “Because I know you, Elara. Or at least, I used to. And the girl I knew… she didn’t belong in this world. She was awkward, quiet, hiding behind oversized sweaters. She wasn’t...” His gaze dropped briefly, deliberately, lingering on the tailored dress that hugged her frame. “...this polished. This untouchable.”

“She does not want to get better. Medicine has its limits. You heard the old lady earlier. She has been keeping to herself, I bet depression.” The old lady they are referring to must be Lady Magaret. So many things don’t make sense at all. Why did Leonard think I fell down the stairs intentionally? There are cameras all over that place. “Whew! It is coming down,” one says with relief. “Poor thing. I would be depressed too if I was to marry the country’s eligible bachelor and end up married to a cold-blooded murderer,” “Stop talking, you will get all of us killed. Let us just get her better and never do moonlighting again,” the only man in the group advises.

I just didn't care for it. I caught a glimpse of him before he opened his door and came inside. All I could see was his body. He was wearing a crisp gray shirt, buttoned low enough to catch a glimpse of his bronzed chest, and a pair of black pants that were simple enough. His hair was smoothed back again, giving him a look of refined polish. But with the overbearing shape of his muscled body and the cat-like slant of his eyes it was impossible to dismiss him as simply polished. No, Leon was too rugged for polished.

Eloïse was indeed star wrecked. "Oh, wonderful name. Come, come, have a seat." Leonard was a typical ancient French six feet quarter to fifty years old man with glimmering dark brown hair which was always in its signature length and gelled style. His face was impeccably smooth as a baby's skin and comprised of deep dark eyes, a hawk's nose, and small lips. In his costume demi-Saison, he sauntered to his chair like he was afraid to step on an ant which made him seem to be floating.

Never had I felt so much anger towards another singular person. I heard a muffled cry come from Ella. The pain and desperation in her voice was real and something you rarely heard from Ella Jones. "You know who I am, Martinez-" "I am well aware," he replied. "Leonardo Loren. The most ruthlessly terrifying man to ever live." "Then you'll be well aware of what I do to people that do things that anger me," Leo said. "And raping my Luna is top of that list." "You've got nothing on me, Loren. Even if you do find me, you're alone, outnumbered and we have guns," he said in an amused tone. "And relax, I'll ensure that she has fun. After all, it is the last thing she'll do before death."

he paused on his words when he saw my expression darken. I gave a signal to Theo, who immediately walked towards Mr. Martins and whispered something to him "CEO, just CEO…the CEO doesn't like someone talking all high and mighty about him" Theo whispered to Mr martins whose expression immediately turned apologetic as he turned around and bowed many times towards me. "I'm sorry Mr. Leonard…please forgive my attitude just now" he gave an awkward smile which made everyone to burst out laughing again. Even Amelia was laughing. This was so embarrassing "Please, once again, ladies and gentlemen…I present to you Mr. Leonard, the one and only CEO of 7ELEVEN corporation" everyone gave a standing ovati

smiled…and hugged another man. He didn't say a word. Didn't have to. His presence was a quiet storm now rolling towards them. Leonard straightened slightly, with a cheeky glint never leaving his eyes as they flicked to the towering man who was still standing just a few steps behind Eloise. He extended a hand and said with a smooth, unbothered smile, “ Hi, Leonard King, old coursemate of Elly’s.” Antonio looked at the hand, then slowly took it, grip firm. Dominant. Cold.