Leah Roberts Novels & Stories

"If you keep stalling, I'll go and get my daughter myself." "She isn't yours. My daughter is my husband's not yours." Rebecca said, a little confident. "And you want me to believe that?" George slung her off. "Which daughter are you talking about? Is there another child asides the Lady?" Tracey inquired, eager to know what was going on. "My daughter will never be as addressed a lady. She is the princess and the heir to the throne." George said proudly. "You'll be better off without that little girl in your life. She can't be your successor. I will accept any other child but not the one that was born by that woman." Fiona scoffed.

Killian was distracted, the elders were convinced, and the rogues were playing their part perfectly. Leah's thoughts drifted back to the meticulous planning that had led to this moment. She had played her cards well, leveraging her parents' influence and her own cunning to manipulate those around her. The thrill of power surged through her veins, intoxicating and addictive. She turned back to the mirror, her reflection a testament to her determination and resolve. This was just the beginning. With Killian occupied and Elaine discredited, Leah's position as Alpha Queen would be unassailable. She had taken control of her destiny, and she wouldn't stop until she had everything she desired.

SERENA After leaving the council meeting in Riverton, we follow Beta Rob back to the packhouse in Norbury. I’m not sure what I expect, but when we walk in and I see Chase slumped on a couch in the living room, eyes glazed over as he stares blankly out the window, my heart sinks. What Rob said earlier was right- he looks like absolute shit. His hair is sticking out in all directions and his red-rimmed eyes have dark circles etched underneath from lack of sleep. He doesn’t even glance over when we walk in, and when Rob calls out to him, he doesn’t so much as acknowledge our presence. It’s like his body’s here, but his brain has completely checked out.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

“Is that a crime?” “No,” I said, biting back a smile. “It’s just... unexpected. You know, with you being a woman and everything, I would have thought that you would be interested in different things.” She tilted her head. “You forget I was trained for this. I wasn’t meant to be a pawn in some alliance. I was supposed to lead. And me being a woman does not change who I am, Alpha Nolan.” There it was. That fire. That reminder that she wasn’t here because she begged to be.

deserted. As if the whole town was deserted, if truth be told. Wait. Ellaine’s mind voiced out. The place was so familiar to her. She knew it very well after all. She just can’t remember why she recognized the place. She dreamed of it. The answer came abruptly to her. “Finrod, Margarette, I have dreamed of this place.” “You did?” Margarette was all ears. “This is Shasta, the ghost town of Lenriad. How come you dreamed of it?” Finrod asked.

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

“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?”

"Celly, stop defending her. What Leah did was out of line. She abandoned a pup and that's something she could actually be charged for. She owes you and Brody an apology." "Cain..." I cut in, my voice barely holding together. "I lost the pups." Silence. A few seconds that felt like forever. In the background I heard Celeste draw in a quiet breath. "That's your own fault, Leah. The doctor already told you your womb was weak. Why can't you just accept that?" Beep. Cain ended the call.

Bain was on the far left, constantly scanning their flank with his volkaane senses. Stefan had chosen two of the more powerful vampires in the coven for his companions tonight. Leah was a member of the High Council and had been vampire for more than five hundred years. She had been born in Scotland and was turned by a wandering vampire who took her with him to England. For over two hundred years she hunted with him, until she ran afoul of a vampire queen by unknowingly slaying a handsome nobleman the queen had been eyeing for her own. After that, nowhere in the English Isles was safe for Leah, so she set sail for America.