Leo Man Pisces Woman Novels & Stories

Marie's POV: I dragged Lacey from the horse stables to my car and put her in the backseat. I knew who she was, and I knew she would make him very happy. She was the white wolf that he had been waiting for for a very long time. Lacey was a special wolf from the moon goddess herself, the daughter of the moon goddess, a very powerful creature. and if Lacey and him make a child together, the child will be basically invincible. Nothing could be able to defeat it. I know she's pregnant, but maybe we can figure out away around it, I thought to myself.

Upon closing his eyes there was the image that kept plastering in his vision and that image was the image of the gorgeous young woman he saved earlier 'So her name was Iris. It was a name for a lost goddess and it only depicts her appearance. She’s a lost goddess inside the market. Though, I think whatever happens afterward will be forgotten by her. She’ll surely forgot that there was someone who had touched her body because of the side effect of the one she took. I knew that because I had knowledge of those. The only thing that I know first is the meaning of the prohibited medicine and it’s side effect, but never the scent of it. It’s just knew to me that, people have something upon their s

Her every gesture, every glance, was laced with an icy detachment that seemed to echo through the hall. Seated in the position of honor was another woman, elegant and composed. Her beauty was undeniable, but her eyes told a different story. They gleamed with a venomous sharpness, the look of a predator observing its prey. Leon couldn’t shake the fear her mere presence instilled. Was this the Lady Lisa Morgana had spoken of? The name that had been whispered with foreboding now stood before him, a living embodiment of calculated menace.

Her aura was just as strong as Leo’s. Leo’s eyes were full with mixed feelings when he heard this. He couldn't hold back his fear any longer when he saw the woman's weird face. He pushed her against the wall and said, "Do you really think you're Conan’s wife now?" She was scared by what he did all of a sudden. "So what if I do?" "Really?" She felt a big wave of panic as Leo release her hands. "I, Leo Cox, the woman I love, will never be someone else's wife. And if you eventually marry Conan, I’ll shut down the Gray Group.”

I pictured him to be one of those brutal and elite Lycans that commanded a territory who wouldn’t hesitate to trample on anyone that dared him. Even as a mare portrait he commanded respect, fear and power, it was literally emitting from the lifeless picture that was strung up. He of course, with no utmost doubt was strikingly handsome, good looking. I saw where Artemis got his looks from. I had to avert my eyes from him because it seemed as though he was staring right into my soul, passing on judgement and making a list of reasons why I’m not fit for his dear perfect son. A woman in a purple robe stood motionless in her painting. She had the look of class. Her eyes bore no emotions, I imagin

Leo said from outside. “Okay, you may take your leave now. I’ll be with you guys in a jiffy.” I replied before turning to focus my attention on Roxanne. “What is it?” I asked her once I noticed she was smiling too much. I was curious to know what was making her this giddy. “Leo and Liana are mates. She told me when I went to see her. She said excitedly. Oh, so that was why she was excited. But come to think of it, two best friends are coincidentally mates with two sisters; the moon goddess did her big one here.

The melody rose through the blizzard, curling around my ribs like invisible fingers. My eyes drifted toward the edge of the iceberg, toward the base where the voice came from. “Manolya?” Pelin’s voice echoed faintly behind me. “What are you—?” I stepped forward, each step crunching on the ice. And there she was. Pisces. The great oarfish, long and slim, her silver body rippling with crimson stripes and black spots. Her head bore a red crest. She dove down again, and the enchanting melody stopped.

She looked effortlessly cool, a complete contrast to the retching man. Leon wiped his mouth, his eyes red and raw, but when he looked up at her, he froze. There was something about her in the moonlight (bright and flagrant)—that made his heart give a treacherous, violent thump. It was too fast, too strong. He was a man with a goddess he admired, yet he was suddenly, confusingly captivated by this resilient, dominant woman. This is shameful, Leon thought, turning his face away to hide the flush on his neck. How can I feel this way about another woman?

His skin color was a bit pale and his eyes become cuter when he smile “Aquarius, the water-bearer of the Zodiacs, Ms. Almirah Shine Salvatore.” Almirah then stepped up on the stage. Only now did I notice her dress. It shows her cleavage and no doubt her chest has something to be proud of. Her body was also well-shaped and a mermaid sign was prominently carved above her right breast. “Pisces, the fish of the Zodiacs, Mr. Lotus Iunick Akiyo.” A man with a tall body figure landed calmly on the stage. His face was gentle. He has a baby face. Well, I got to admit it. He’s cute. And he has a charismatic smile.

Then, with a trembling voice, she asked, "And what do I look like to you?" Jan looked at her, his gaze taking in every detail of her face and body. Luana, the fifth daughter of the Moon Goddess, was a vision of celestial beauty. Her long, wavy hair shimmered with a silver hue under the moonlight, cascading over her shoulders and framing her face in a soft and delicate manner. Her eyes, large and expressive, were of a deep and mysterious blue that resembled the ocean on a calm night, full of wisdom and serenity that belied her young age.