Leah Roberts Novels & Stories

Wesley: "Wasn't it Tony?" Leah: "Who said it was Tony?" Leah stood up, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. "Looks like everything's wrapped up nicely. Since I'm still the lead actress, Director Brand, Producer Wood, I'll go take a look at the script first." With that, she walked out without a glance back, leaving the others in a state of bewilderment and awe. Outside the door, Leah closed her eyes briefly, exhaling a breath of relief. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

behind Leah Adrian ran after her. *****

I asked for the letter, but Ryan refused, saying no one could see it, but he read it to me later on. "You can't keep living like this?" A voice snaps me from my thoughts. I look around Leo's room to find Leah holding a plate of steak. I lower my head to its previous position. "I'm happy that you've gone back to your basketball team even though Sarah doesn't seem too fond of the idea." She says as she walks towards me and sits next to my lying form. "I never understand why." I mutter, but she hears. "She loves you in her own way. She just doesn't like your decisions. She always saw his two sons would have these big jobs behind desks. Jake became this known engineer, and she thought that maybe

“What the fuck?“ I whispered, fluttering my eyes close momentarily before opening them up again. I couldn’t believe the sight in front of me because it looked like a dream, it felt like so too. Paula and Robert both stared back at me as if they had just seen a ghost, and I was looking at them the same way too. Wasn’t it the same Alpha Robert that hated the sight of Paula’s guts? Then what the fuck was he doing on top of her? Why are they fucking behind my back while I went to make up with his cruel mother that hated my guts? “Leah.” Robert got up from the bed. He was stark naked, his huge and hard cock poking out of his crotch like a rod. He tried to put his erection into his briefs but it c

Just when I thought she was over it, she brought it up again and with Leo of all people? He paused midway and stared at her before giving me a cursory glance. "No." "How could you not? Her designs are fantastic!" Leah exclaimed. "They're nothing out of the ordinary. You don't have to exaggerate everything Leah." Her sister said, rolling her eyes as she did. Leah vehemently shook her head, "Don't listen to her Leo. I saw them myself. They are amazing!" "Oh, uh, that's nice I guess." He said with a shrug, eyes glued to his phone.

I wouldn't be able to do it alone. Leah Davis was definitely the opposite of me, looks part aside. While I was more of a go with the flow type girl, Leah was a planner. She had to know how the week was planned out as well as the weekend. She rarely did anything on a whim and was the most responsible person I've ever met. Along with how different our personalities were our physical appearance couldn't be farther apart. Leah with her long blonde hair and gorgeous baby blue eyes. She was so petite at 5'4. But one thing about Leah was never take her size for granted. She may be small but she is fierce.

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

These children, my children, embodied ragged potential untapped. “They’ve been trying to save her all along,” Seb continued, his eyes imploring. “We can either help them or stay put and do nothing. But they need us.” A heavy pause followed his words. Silence stretched before I spoke, a sincerity I hardly knew I possessed. “Tell us what to do, Seb.” His expression softened, granting me a nod of approval, small but profound. Duty resolved within our gaze. “Luna’s going after those who wronged her first,” he said quietly. “Her birth mother and father, Marcus Kane, and whoever else hurt her.”

Si, Artie and Clive come to see mum when they can, Artie more than others because Si is always in Beta training and never gets away that much. Leah was now 19 and had dad's muddy brown hair. Her eyes were a murky grey colour and although her skin is pretty and flawless like mum's, her body and blood weren't compatible with breeder standards. She is a bit bigger than me and she doesn't have the nicest hair. She is pretty by normal standards, but not breeder standards.