Leah Core Novels & Stories

　　Eight years into my time with the Moretti family, I was both their most capable core member and Don Dominic's wife of three years—but we'd never actually signed the marriage contract. 　　Every single time we were about to go to City Hall to register, he'd ditch me for his female subordinate. 　　The first time, he left me waiting on the side of the road all day because she was sick and weak. 　　The second time, he dumped me halfway there because of one phone call from her. 　　After that, I got stood up again and again. 　　After being stood up for the seventeenth time, I decided to give them what they wanted. 　　I accepted the invitation to a top-tier medical project in Paris, packed my bags, and boarded a plane. 　　But when I actually left, he lost his mind...

"“Do you know how to get to the rose garden?” “No, you can’t go there. A monster lives there.” Shaw Hollander is desperate. Broke, unemployed, and determined to help his ailing mother, he falls on the good graces of a wealthy benefactor who is willing to give Shaw a job at his mansion in order to pay off his mother’s debts. Suddenly finding himself surrounded by lavish riches, he has no idea what his duties truly entail until he’s sent to the rose garden and meets the tragically mutilated Isobel. This Beauty and the Beast story holds true to the core of the fable while shaking off the element of fantasy and dragging it into present-day reality. Shaw and Isobel are ready to let you climb into their four-wheel-drive pickup and take a ride with them into their version of happily ever after, but only if you first dare to gaze upon the monster among the roses."

I was dismembered and thrown into an abandoned warehouse. Before my consciousness faded away, I used the last bit of my strength to send a message via mind link to Timothy Russell, the Alpha heir that I had loved for six years. "Timothy, I'm in so much pain..." The next second, a cold mental barrier crashed down between us, cutting off all communication. That was his response to me. I knew I had been too presumptuous. I had disturbed him while he was at an auction helping his foster sister, Rochell Lucas. The moment my heart stopped beating, Timothy, who was helping Rochell put on a bracelet, felt his chest cave in. While everyone watched, the future Alpha knelt on the ground as countless bone-deep wounds appeared across his body out of nowhere. He convulsed in agony, screaming my name. Only then did everyone notice a glowing blood pact mark appearing on his tongue. I remembered. Once upon a time, he swore an oath to the moon. "If I ever betray Leah, every bit of suffering she has endured will return to me tenfold."

Calista Harlow is a young woman feeling as if she's on top of the world and ready for anything. Anything, except for a tragedy that shakes her to her very core and changes everything. She has responsibilities now that she can't handle, a new life that she never asked for and so much grief that she can hardly function. No longer a quiet, happy girl, she begins to live her life as if she has nothing to live fore anymore. From drunken dares to life-threatening shenanigans, she is willing to do anything as long as it makes her feel alive again. The only question is; will she live through it? She will if Wyatt Kestrel has anything to say about it. He intends to save her from herself, even if it means she drags him down with her. All in all, it should make for one wild winter.

Lana Bellen is an 18 years old naive student with a dream of flying high. She has a passion to travel her wonderland and when it executes; she collides into real danger; a fatal mobster. A 28 years old Armando De Luca who is famous as Lord of Mafia. His heartless trait radiates fear in the core of hearts. Betrayal awakes his devil, his loaded bullets thrusts their bodies before culprits could clean themselves up. He is known as "El Veneno (The Poison)". As heir of D. L Enterprises Holding Inc and Master of Spanish Mafia, he owns half of the intercontinental sphere where his sharp jaw and cold eyes confirm his foreboding. Nobody dares to mess up with a man like him. But when his own captive makes his heartbeat for the first time, How would he fight with love and ferity?

A month before I was set to present my life’s work—the Moonlight Therapy—Marcus, my Alpha and fiancé of five years, asked me to give the entire research project to his old flame, Isabella. I refused. He spent the entire month trying to convince me, insisting he was only fulfilling her dying wish. Then, two weeks before the presentation, a link from a friend arrived. That’s when I discovered Isabella was already promoting my research online as her own. He had never intended to ask for my permission at all. In that instant, I chose to sever our five-year bond. What Marcus didn’t know was that the core research he’d stolen was critically flawed. On the very day Isabella presented that faulty data to the world, I walked through the doors of the Boston Werewolf Medical Institute instead. I never looked back.

Leah's Point of view I knew he wasn't for me. I'm not a she-wolf nor a high rank that meets his level. Nonetheless, when his family engaged me as his personal doctor, I had a different feeling. I'm Omega, and all the pack I have encountered thinks of me as a low-level threat. Whenever Alphas and Betas want to play and harm, we are their stress relievers. The epicenter of mocking. Nevertheless, I may be the last one to eat, but I'd rather get harmed battling them than receive scratches without doing anything. Amoux's Point of view I admire how she stands on her own two feet, even if she is in a lower rank. But I dislike her every time she leads me — her duty is merely to heal me! I am the future Lycan King, and she must obey me! However, what should I do if one day, I just woke up and started to realize that I was going along with her demands. I won't like her. I won't fall for that Omega! No matter what… I must reject her.

Elian Stephen Moore, a therapist by day and a plaything by night, gets one patient that threatens to expose his secret life to the public. Aiden Knight, the psychotic son of the leader to The Vulturis. Elian has been awarded as the best psychologist in Kingsbridge Hospital, his life a little bit boring but his anyway was perfect even after Leah had stabbed him where it hurt the most. She cheated. One blurry night. One night of losing control. Elian sleeps with a man out of the strictly organized app he used when he wanted to indulge himself. Then in comes Aiden, the tall, broad boy that looks like he could break Elian into two without trying too hard. It appears he had been stalking Elian for a while now, the worst part? He knew everything. Now Aiden wants Elian at his beck and call, if he doesn't abide by his demands, he exposes him for what he truly was, a cock slut. But Elian hadn’t struggled to reach where he was only for a boy to destroy it. He was going to fight against him, even if he spreads his legs for him instead of pushing him away.

After my eight-year-old twin sister was kidnapped, my dad became the person who wished for my death more than anyone else in the world. He would always say, "Zachary is an ungrateful brat! A good-for-nothing!" So, when the news of my disappearance reached the school, my dad leads everyone in cheers. He even spreads word of my misdeeds everywhere. "Zachary stole a poor student's tuition fees and even made a false police report accusing the teacher of hitting him!" "That's right! He even helped traffickers kidnap children—his own sister was almost sold by him! I hope he dies soon!" Five years later, my memories are extracted and projected onto a large display screen. And yet my dad, who hates me to the core and wishes for my death, falls to his knees and begs for my forgiveness the moment he learns of my death.

As the project lead, I was supposed to receive an annual bonus of $28,000. However, my wife transferred all the money to her newly hired male assistant and simply tossed me a supermarket gift card instead. “There’s $30 on this card. Buy whatever you want. I’m pretty generous, aren’t I?” I was stunned. “Joy, my mother needs that money for her surgery. You can’t be serious!” She sneered and said, “Why waste money on someone who’s dying anyway? At most, I’ll give you $700 to pick out a nice coffin.” Looking at her smug face, I smiled as well. Joy probably forgot that although she held all the company shares, the core patents of the company were registered under my personal name. I immediately sent a message to my lawyer. [Starting today, I’m releasing all patents in my name for free!]