Deborah Leevil Novels & Stories

Li-lah stared at her phone for a very long time. She'd promise herself not to involve anyo else in her plans and be was the last person she wanted to get involved in this but she had vowed to do anything to get her revenge and she was going to stick to her guns no matter what, she dialled up the number and waited. 'Hello?' 'Hello-' she paused again, weighing up her options. This wasn't going to be easy. "Hello? This is Delilah Sanchez."

When you live centuries, people’s dislike of you stops bothering you. 'Leyanne, this is Deborah Matherson. The coven high priestess.' Cora interjects quickly when I make no response. Still looking over this wench with a sense of disappointment that this is even a worthwhile trip. I continue to look over the house and grounds in an obvious show of distaste, exhaling heavily and carefully turning to make it obvious I’m appraising my surroundings. Sort of amused at how much I can offend one sour woman with merely being quiet.

Selene replied, returning to her seat. Deborah opened the envelope and her face twisted in horror on seeing the pictures. Her hands were shaking. “You see, Ms. Leeds, when you decide to strike…” She sat down comfortably. “…make sure your opponent doesn’t have a sharper blade.” Selena finished coldly. Deborah clutched the photos tightly, her face drained of color. Her lips trembled but no words came out. “You thought you could corner me with petty schemes,” her voice was steady as she went on. “But you seemed to have underestimated me. If you value your position here, you’ll think twice before pulling another stunt like this.”

She called to me before returning to her task after motioning me to go on with her hands. “ I just want to plead for my girls and Lillian. I'm the one you are angry with, please don't touch them. I'll gladly do anything, you could even kill me but please spare their life” I pleaded with Deborah with tears in my eyes. Deborah smirked as she stood up from where she was seated on a long stool, she took a long leisurely step to us and glared at me. She squatted down in front of me gazing deep into my eyes. She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence

I only swallowed the lump of nervousness and asked her one last question, "But why are we visiting her for this purpose?" She placed a hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes, "Because Deborah knows everything and everyone. She has eyes and ears. She sees and she listens. She acquires knowledge of the highest order that no one else can reach. She has special powers that we don't know much about. For now, all I know is that she is the only person who can help you without hurting you." She kept staring at me for confirmation. After a moment, I nodded and said hesitantly, "I trust her if you trust her."

I would argue, but I still feel too weak to walk. “Here, leave the IV in,” Deborah says, getting the bag off the bar it’s hanging on and laying it on my stomach. She unhooks me from the other machines and then Leo rushes out the door. When he does, I see Terrance coming out of the room next door, carrying Lillian and their pup. “She had her pup?” I ask, smiling. I always wanted a pup, at least until Leo rejected me. “Luna saved their lives. The pup wasn’t coming and she did surgery to save both of them, or that’s what Beta Kier says,” Leo says as he carefully runs with me in his arms to the packhouse.

The most important thing at hand was to rescue David and then investigate Jacqueline. Leia composed herself before she knocked on the door. "Ms. Johnson, I brought you some fruits and supper. You should eat some to replenish your energy." Deborah quickly hung up. She looked at Leia and asked, "Begonia, how long have you been under my wing?" There was a glint of danger in her eyes. She had always been an unstable person. Leia knew that Deborah had killed a lot of people she trusted. Leia was afraid, but she had to pretend to be calm.

Charlotte felt a familiar surge of protective anger toward Caleb, mixed with a secret satisfaction that Deborah was finally seeing him for what he really was. "I kept sitting there, trying to be polite and interested," Deborah said, her hands twisting together in her lap, "but all I could think about was how different this felt from my conversations with Liam. When I talk to Liam, he actually listens. He asks follow-up questions, he remembers things I've told him before, he makes me feel like what I have to say actually matters."

Deborah's voice resonated with reverence as she spoke. "Lilian, Keeper of Terrasia, your bravery and resilience are truly awe-inspiring," Deborah began, her words carrying a deep admiration. "Your commitment to protecting this land and its inhabitants has not gone unnoticed. It is an honor to stand beside you in this fight." Lilian, despite her weariness, managed a grateful smile, appreciating the recognition of her role in preserving the delicate balance of Terrasia. She nodded in acknowledgment, acknowledging the bond that had formed between them in the face of adversity.

He walked towards the announcer and immediately stopped when it reached the center. Glade suddenly stood up beside Raid. Then, Deborah followed him without uttering any word. “It’s my time to kick that demon’s ass who made hundreds of women from Validus as his sex slave. I’ll make him pay for that.” Deborah gritted her teeth. “Big sis, I know you want to fight that demon but let me do the beating. Give me this fight,” she added. I heaved a deep breath. It seemed that I have left with no choice. I saw how determined she was when saying those words.