Leah Williamson Stories Novels & Stories

Since Liam returned home, he hadn't set eyes on the maid. So he guessed Leah went out with her. Why then did she come back alone? Standing up, Leah wiped her tears. In a hoarse voice, she explained, “At the salon, Haley snatched her. I tried to stop her, but she insisted on following Haley.” Haley again! Liam sighed helplessly. He drew Leah into his embrace. “It's okay, no more crying.” Lifting her head, Leah looked at him and sobbed. “I look ugly now, Will.”

She asked unsurely. "I know you have something fishy going on between you and Williams" Leah stopped walking around and glared at Melissa's stone face "Thats one thing with you! You love to keep secrets!!" She groaned in frustration. Melissa hugged herself as she stared at Leah for a while. Her mouth kept opening and closing like a goldfish. "You want to leave Williams," Leah said gently "I can see he has you in something like his little prison" she walked towards Melissa and touch her face "I know he hurting you, just tell me if he has ever hit you before so I can cut his precious dick OFFF!"

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.

"Why did you lie, Leah? You added Celeste on WhatsApp just to lie to her. You lied that I went on a business trip because I wanted to accompany you. You did it to create a rift between me and Celeste." When he said that, Damon had a serious and cold look on his face. It was as if she was looking at a total stranger. Leah panicked. "Damon, don't hate me! I was just jealous that you brought Celeste to the Ferris wheel, that's why I was furious and posted that story!" Leah wasn't sure if Celeste took a screenshot of that story and showed it to Damon. It was no use for her to try to defend herself. She could only say that she did all of that out of love for him.

Don't get it wrong. Sometimes stereotypes were spot on correct and sometimes they weren't. This was again, another case in Brianna Samuels. She wasn't one of those bitches that everyone knew about because of stereotypes, that lived for gossip and brought people down just so they felt better about themselves. Okay, well Brianna did live for gossip, but mostly the harmless type of gossip and she definitely did not live to step on people. The type of gossip she lived for would basically be classified as petty theft in contrast to murder. Basically who dated who and who's hot and whatnot.

Well, it was said that no-one was perfect, because Leah had everything, but falling for Liam was her undoing because it was an impossible desire. ''Oh well, I heard that he is gay, I think he hired that woman to act like his wife, so they are just pretending. He'll dump her soon and then I can have him all to myself.” Leah said, smiling happily as she lied on the bed, her eyes watching the ceiling. ''Right, you know he's gay and yet you are still going after him?” Evie asked, her expression amused. ''Why not? Come on, look at me. Even a gay can't resist this beauty.” Leah exclaimed, sitting upright on the bed and pushing her hair backwards. She arched her back, pushing forward her nicely lif

She asked. “Alanna I-…” “Need space”. She smiled cutting me off. “Just a little but I’ll see you at school tomorrow”. Only then did I realise I was still standing in my towel. “I’m going for coffee this afternoon with Lacey. The offers there if you want to come. No pressure though”. “Maybe”. I shrugged. “Okay well I better get home. I’ll see you later Leah”. “Bye”. I smiled. .. I had been sat in my room for what seemed like forever. My laptop open researching werewolf’s. I was sat researching an animal that only existed in the wild or so I thought before.

These parts of town were deserted, and the only sounds Miranda could make out even from far distance were the sound of the croaking frogs and the chirping crickets. Leah kept her company by telling her all about the silver wolves, their history and customs that distinguishes them from the other twelve tribes. This servant girl piqued Miranda's interest so much, that she wanted to know more about her. "Tell me about yourself Leah." Leah paused from walking then, not sure if she heard her right. Why would such woman of high status care about a nobody like her? She wondered. "M-me?" She wanted to be sure. Miranda nodded, "yes Leah... I want to know about you. Or don't you want to tell me about

“Trust me, Xander. I know what I’m doing. If he hurts me, Carmen already promised to let her wolf take care of him.” Xander chuckles softly. “Of course, Leah. I do have a right to warn him in my way.” He pats her shoulder, then looks back at me. “Leah means a lot to all of us, as you can see. Hurt her in any way, and you’ll have the full wrath of the Royal Pack against you.” As Xander leaves, Leah simply shakes her head and starts organizing the herbs and plants she’s collected. She works so quickly and easily, like she was born to be a healer. Since her wolf is a dream walker, it only makes sense.