Jared Leto 16 Novels & Stories

He rises and shakes it and then stares up at Roman looking for what to do next. “Come, let’s sit.” Roman takes a seat at the table and we join him. “Leo, Jonathan is from the territories in the south. He is the Alpha of the South Hill pack. A peaceful community.” I look at him and he looks really young. I see all of the bruises healing on his face and it looks like he may be in a bit of pain.

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

Zach flushed, nodded, swallowed. “Right wing—Beck Calder.” Beck nodded once, jaw tight, like this was exactly what he’d expected and nothing more. “Left wing—Leo Ashford.” Leo sat still for a beat, then let out a slow breath, something like relief flickering across his face before he schooled it away. Quiet surprise, but no doubt he belonged there. Ryder’s pulse ticked up, then smoothed out again as Larsson rattled off names. A few transfers. A couple of sophomores fighting for depth spots. Ryder heard them without really listening, gaze fixed on the scuffed concrete between his skates.

The Beta stayed leaning on the railing, his eyes practically bulging out. Who knew how much money he’d bet on this race. The scent of expensive cigars floated through the air, along with whispers, some happy, some not so much... Lorenzo just wanted the damn race to end so he could leave with Victoria, or at least get that message that was driving him out of his mind. Suddenly, the phone vibrated inside his jacket, and he pulled it out discreetly. His brow furrowed right away. It wasn’t a "Done" message. Leo was calling him over and over... something had gone wrong...

Letta Letishia finally found herself living in luxury and wealth. However, it wasn't all she had hoped for. She obtained it all at the cost of marrying a man who would become the father of the child conceived from their one-night stand. This relationship completely changed Letta's life. The man was Marco Jovanka, a CEO of the airline company JV Airlines, where Letta worked as a flight attendant.

The timeline has ended. There is no other information available,” said Lidia delivering a notification along with the opening of their capsule. Rajata took off his helmet, got out of the capsule, took a deep breath to get rid of any lingering feelings. Kalyana seemed to have sat on the capsule, her eyes wet. “Let's take a break,” said Harso to his two friends as he walked to the coffee table. At the coffee table, Harso patted Kalyana's shoulder softly while saying, “Among us, you must be the strongest to feel all of Larasati's feelings.”

On that last morning, we all stood outside in the muggy, hazy air, everyone making uncomfortable small talk and stupid jokes as the clock ticked on. Finally, Joe clapped a hand on his son's shoulder. "You better get on the road, bud. Long drive ahead of you. And what time are you supposed to meet Tate?" Leo was sharing the drive with another Carolina freshman football player, this one from Gatbury, the next town over from us. He'd met Tate Durham over the summer, through Leo's friend Matt Lampert, and they'd hit it off. Tate was one of the few decent football guys I'd met, and I noticed he seemed to have a good influence on Leo.

Audrie opens the back door as I carry Isla's exhausted body to the back seat, where I lay her down. Growls pull our attention to the field aside from the road. Grabbing a pair of shorts from the back, I jog off in their direction; I come across Tate's smashed-up white Ford Raptor. Gazing in the driver's window, Oh fuck, Tate's face down on the steering wheel, a chunk of metal jutting out of his back. I pry open the door, he still has a pulse, and there's no way I'm pulling that out until a doctor says. I pull his limp body out and carry him back to my car. He's a heavy mother fucker.

Held by her love to her beloved, she will always return to the Paramount Pack, but will not let her hearts love stop her from her heart's calling to help maintain the balance in the world Jared: He/Him: Proud and loving, Jared splits his time between being Beta of Paramount Pack, being a full time dad, and being a partial caregiver to his ill human mate. Once playful, he grew up beside Xavier and his younger sister, Zay, but life has since taken its toll on him. Despite this, he is determined to do good for his communities, primarily his young daughter, Delian