Leia Forman Novels & Stories

There was a pause. The kind that tells you someone is choosing their next words carefully. “The summary,” he said finally, “is that I got you an assistant.” I sat up straighter. “You what?” “She’s one of the best,” he said. “Her name is Leah. She has worked with Teni Lawson, Maya West, Amara Blake, and two media personalities you like. She will make your life easier. And safer. And she will help you manage this… attention.”

Thus, even a great fighter would have a difficult time taking down a dragon in shifted form regardless of the species. Leah began shifting back to her human form. Theo had to admit, she looked incredibly sexy in her form fitting green dress, her hair styled in a fancy twist with a green clip to hold it in place. The back of her dress was low cut and the bottom of her dress stopped just below her knees. She looked sexy, yet elegant at the same time.

Elaine replied. Mrs. Turner placed a cup beside Julian with controlled force. “You also understand that you were told not to lean forward.” “My posture serves a legal purpose.” “Your posture is disobedient, regardless of your profession.” Leah might have smiled on another day. She could not manage it now. The image was sharpened enough to reveal narrow columns, administrative spacing, and typed headers. Leah recognized the form before she understood the content. She had seen enough orderly cruelty to know how easily paper reduced names to rows, refusals to categories, and human lives to problems awaiting correction.

Everyone laughed as Lucifer smiled. "Layla Gehenna! Please, no I demand you treat her with respect as she will be your future leader!" Litith was using a serious tone, and all of the demons yelled in agreement. "Now! The meeting is over! Leave us!" Father commanded. I did not get a good look at the demons, because I was hiding my face in embarrassment. As father demanded them to leave, I notice one look at me with disdain as she walked out the room. She looked to be human... but she had the same completion as Sanguinex. It made me wonder if she was a vampire too.

Leila spun around to see a woman in her forties, wearing a navy coat and mirrored sunglasses. “I was talking to my dog,” Leila said, forcing a smile. “She gets bored easily.” The woman tilted her head. “Right. Well, I’m Paula Sanchez, giving a lecture here tomorrow. Shamanic rituals.” Leila nodded, pretending to care. “Leila Weinrich. Just visiting my aunt.” “Well, let me know if you need any help. I know this area like the back of my hand,” Paula said with a smile, then walked off, leaving Leila alone.

Was it like a ritual so it won’t stay? “Sup’.”, Lyv waved her hand at Leah. She put her hand inside the sweater and walked up beside me. “My words are true, and I would never lie to her highness. I know that ain’t enough to convince you because, judging from your posture,” she looks at Leah up and down. “You’re one of the Faramis. The people who killed most of my kind for sports and for entertainment.”

James offered with a smile. "Never mind! I just want to go home. I'm done dealing with Lycans for today. Let me live as a normal human being," Lea complained, grabbing her bag and saying goodbye. As Lea left the lecturer's room, it was clear she had passed. She just couldn't get a perfect score. "Hihihi, what a cute girl. But she's great; all her other answers were correct. Luckily, I included one question outside the material. Margaretha Lion... hmm, she used to be a charming, albeit very poor, woman," James muttered to himself.

Amanda commented again, still blaming Lea. ***