Leah Core Novels & Stories

"Lea requested that we perform at their wedding reception, I will talk to our manager ..." There is no doubt there. If Lea makes the request, the whole band will agree, especially Ricci. And since she is ‘Azalea’ who is a famous socialite and just a few months from now will be the most young female CEO in Asia, surely no one can deny her. But my attention was not there. I was dazzled because Leah's older brother was mentioned. Suddenly I remembered what I had done to him. Does he still remember that I pulled him out for a DNA test with Lea? I shrugged my shoulders. That's been a long time, maybe not.

"I'm not hurt, I just don't think you'd want to touch me right now." Leah's gift, though it took me a while to figure it out, is clear. She's a healer, a concept that's lost to me in terms of how her magic carries out the healing, but I can make some guesses as to what she can do. Diagnosis is one of the most obvious ones. I think she can even diagnose plants.

“I want to hear everything about the bond!” A clearing of the throat from the open doorway drew both women’s attention. The fiercely beautiful Leah stood just outside the apartment. She was dressed in a sleek black suit and black pumps. She literally looked like some sort of exotic runway model. “Sorry to interrupt.” interrupt.” She looked back and forth between Vanessa and Aria. “Alpha Marcus has scheduled you for training today. It’s time to get back to work.” Aria stared at Leah’s business attire. “You’re going to lead training in that outfit?”

I turned back to see Leah walking toward us with her body fitted in a red tight gown, showing all her curves and cleavage. "Hi, guys." She gave me a wide smile but I looked away from her. My attitude toward Leah was rude, I knew that but I couldn't bring myself to forgive her for the insulting words she threw at me that day. Whenever I thought of it, it made my blood boils and I wouldn't stop giving her the attitude until she realises her mistake and apologizes for it. She turned to Anna and said, "I wasn't able to personally introduce myself to you yesterday, I'm Leah Knight, London's Number 1 model and of course, Rhea's big sister." She stretched her hands out with a wide grin on her face.

He stared at me apologetically, and got up to address his guests. A moment later, she occupied Declan's vacant seat and stretched out a hand towards me. "Hi, I'm Cassandra Jones." She said it and paused for a bit, probably waiting for me to recognize the last name. I smirked internally, happy that the name didn't ring any bells. Leah one, Cassandra zero. I eyed the hand, but took it anyway, wanting to scope out the enemy. "I'm Leah Garcia." "Oh, so you're the writer," she said, like it was a bad thing. She might've as well said, 'oh so you're the low-life'.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

I glanced up, my heart thumping at the unexpected hesitation in her eyes. “Well,” Helena said slowly, choosing her words with caution. “Luna Claire is perfectly healthy, but…” “But what?” Liam’s voice sharpened with frustration. Helena took a deep breath. “Our Luna is with child, alpha.” My blood turned to ice. No, this can't be. Liam hasn't been touching me for months. Unless… no!

Luke got out and shut the door closed. Adrian moved to stand in front of Leah, he held Leah's shoulders with both of his hands, "Leah, through your story you will influence many women in the world! If someone who had been through hells like you could survive, there is no reason for them to give up! Now, pull your shit together and rock the stage!" said him, firmed. Leah breathed out then nodded in approval. She walked with confidence into the studio, where everyone was waiting for her story to be published. *****

Leah surprised me. She wasn't nervous like she was before. In front of the alphas, she transformed. Not into someone she wasn't. Into the version of herself that she only let people see when the pressure was high enough to burn away the self-doubt. She spoke with conviction. Asked questions that showed she'd done her research on each pack's territory. Remembered details from conversations she'd had with their officers during the arrivals. One luna complimented her dress, and Leah deflected the praise with a joke about Keanu spending longer getting ready than she did, which earned a laugh from half the table and an indignant “That is a blatant lie” from Keanu three seats down. She was magnifi

Leah My name is Leah White, and I was born cursed. My mother, Louisa, was the chosen priestess of the Silver Moon Pack, sworn to serve the Moon Goddess in her temple with songs and prayers. She was meant to devote her entire life to the Goddess—no love, no mate, no children. But she fell in love with Lycan King Sylus, and I was the result of that forbidden bond.