Leah Roberts Missing Person Novels & Stories

Isabelle’s face plastered on it as I read out loud the overheading title. Leah Vermont, wanted for suspected arson and death of three male. I didn’t have the patience to read through the contents as my eyes darted over the dating of the paper. That was about 11 years ago and in Mexico? My jaw tightened under the realization. Every year spent with her had been that of pretense and lies. Was she really a model? Did her parents really die in Kentucky leaving her to fend for herself alone? So many questions I had that now made me doubt everything she’d told me from the start.

"No, Leah. I am okay for real. I don't want you putting yourself through so much stress to come see me." Before she could give a reply, we heard a ding on our phones. It was a notification from WillowPrivs. A blog created to keep us updated on things happening around us. "Did you get that too?" I asked. "Yes, I did. Let's switch to facetime." We did switch to facetime. She was in her room with a face mask on. We both opened the notification. Leah's eyes widened and she gasped before looking at me. "Henshaw. He's dead. He was found by the lake, Lena!"

I thought she was with Damian, so I went to him. “Damian, can you let Leah go for a little while? It’s time for her to eat.” I told him as I went to him. “Leah is not with me,” Damian said, looking at me. I quickly searched for her. Scared something terrible had happened to her since she was so tiny, but I couldn’t find her. “Damian, Leah is missing,” I said frantically. Damian stood up so fast to search for her. We called her name while searching for her, but she still didn’t show up.

He whimpered, half-conscious, his feet dragging across the floor. My biggest question now is why anyone would want to kidnap her. i never believed her story about her growing up in the streets because she doesn’t fit that description. Leah is too much of a softie for me to believe her story. But i’ve ran several background checks on her but still can’t find any info about her at all, it is as though she doesn’t exist in this world because even a beggar has some kind of record—hospital, school, a police file, something.

"I'm coming home. Tell Nico I accept the alliance." Silence held for a beat before his voice dropped into the calm, dangerous register I remembered from closed doors and men who knew better than to waste his time. "When?" "Christmas Eve. Have the papers ready." To Evan, I had always been Leah Moreland, a girl with no family worth mentioning and no one powerful enough to miss her. He had no idea Leah was the name I used when I ran from the Moretti family six years ago. "Are you safe?" my father asked.

Only Mia and Blake managed to escape, but the black bird wolves took Mia captive, leaving Blake behind. Filled with anger and frustration, Blake fled Canada, leaving behind everything he had built with the night walker pack, including Leah. Leah was alone in their condo, grieving for her parents when her phone rang. She hesitated before answering, but when she heard her mother's voice on the other end, she was shocked. "Mom, is that really you?" Leah asked, her voice shaking with emotion. "Yes, it's me, Leah," her mother replied, her voice heavy with anger. "I'm at the airport right now. Come and pick me up. We have some unfinished business to attend to."

Ethan threw every resource he had into the search—hospital connections, the Hartfield family's influence, even hacker friends. He needed to find out Leah's flight information. He had to know where she'd gone. Three days later, he finally found her. Leah had flown to Fedria. She joined Northview Memorial Hospital's residency program. She truly left. She gave up on them. She didn't want him anymore. At that moment, Ethan felt as if the world were collapsing around him. … Meanwhile, at a medical conference in Nethesh, Seth learned of Victoria's actions and was furious.

"Oh, I'm playing. Now that you're not dying on me, I can afford to. Remember that rain check on the kiss? From breakfast?" "Tyler!" I swatted his hand away, but he caught it, holding it lightly. "Focus, please. Leah's been MIA, hanging at motels, bars. She could have been meeting rogues. Can you pull strings? Check pack borders or something?" He leaned in, his breath warm on my neck. "For you? Anything. But say please." I yanked my hand free, glaring. "Please, you insufferable ass." He laughed, a full and genuine one. "There she is. Fine, I'll make calls. My beta network owes me favors. Give me a few hours‐ I'll dig into rogue movements around Silver Haven."

My pack members searched every corner of the packhouse, checking rooms, corridors, and even the cellar, but there was no sign of Leah. Finally, Fred and Ray returned, their faces grim. "Alpha, she’s not here," Fred reported, out of breath. "We have searched everywhere. It’s like she vanished." My jaw tightened, and Leo snarled in frustration. "She didn’t just vanish," I snapped. "She had help." Leo suddenly stirred in my mind, alert. Kayden, her scent… My sharp eyes narrowed as I strode toward the window, my senses heightened. I inhaled deeply, catching the faint scent of Leah lingering in the air. It was faint but unmistakable, leading toward the open window.

said her a little bit angry. Just like in the old days, Leah could never say no when it comes to Chloe's order. In their friendship, Chloe was like a mother figure. Leah sighed, suddenly she missed the other member of the group, Suzy, Caitlyn, and Jason. Where are they? "Can you reach Caitlyn or Jason? I couldn't find them anywhere, and also Suzy..." Leah's voice stuck in her throat, she was one hundred sure that Jerome is behind all the disappearance of her sister and friends.