Leo The Lion Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

I gulp and let my eyes trail up his chest to find a cocky smile and light eyes dancing as he stares down at me as if he finds something funny. “You two,” she says. She points back and forth between the two of us before walking off. I stare up at him in shock when I hear her move on to the last few people. He chuckles and I pull my jaw off the floor. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he makes me nervous. “Well…,” Korra says. “He’s going to be a challenge.” “Yeah, I get that, thanks,” I say. Leo’s brown eyes are smiling now as he leans down to talk to me. “My name’s Leo,” he says and stretches out a hand to shake. “I was one of the top warriors at my old pack but I’ll go eas

"K! Guys, who do you think will finish their game first.... what the? The enemy team surrendered? Without giving me a chance?" "Same here. So annoying!" Leo complained. "Let's try again." she suggested and Leo nodded. This time, they met on the opposite teams. Leo stared at Lisa and shivered. "I'll initiate surrender." "Nope! Fight to the death." she said. After the countdown, they saw the heroes each other used. Lisa used Tigreal 'Gold Baron' while Leo used Dyrroth's KOF skin 'Orochi Chris'. Lisa's allies were using: Vale- Cerrulean winds.

“So we need to pack snacks for him. And a blanket. And maybe his toothbrush.” I shook my head, smiling despite myself. “I think Leo can share yours.” Eliana gasped dramatically. “Mommy, that’s not fair. He’s a lion. He needs lion things, not girl things.” Then she giggled. “Does Leo brush his teeth?” I teased, raising an eyebrow. “Yes,” she answered with complete seriousness. “He told me so.” I chuckled, dropping another dress into the suitcase. “Maybe we’ll find a toothbrush in London just for him.”

It’s been so long since I’ve heard that sound that it makes my heart hurt. “Who is that, dragon?” Merellien asks me. “That is Elio, Princess Keya’s dragon.” “What is his element?” he asks. “Fire, like mine. But he’s a hybrid, he was once a human, created in a laboratory by scientists.” “Human scientists?” he asks. “Yes.” “Why would a royal want a dragon like that?” he asks, as if Elio is somehow less of a dragon because he was once a human. “Elio is a very powerful dragon. The scientists also added Lycan DNA to him, giving him an Alpha aura along with the power of the fire dragon,” Laiken answers. “May I reply to him, my rider?”

She spat out a mouthful, her face twisted in disgust. I couldn’t help but smirk despite the panic clawing at my chest. “I have no idea!” I shouted over the howling wind. My words barely carried above the storm, swallowed by the hiss of shifting dunes. Inside the storm, another form appeared, rising out of the heat and dust. Leo, the Lion, emerged with a roar, his dark fur blazing with an eerie black flame that flickered and danced. His paws, massive and powerful, left deep impressions in the sand, yet he didn’t sink a single inch, as though the desert had no power over him.

We hit a floor of solid shadows. In the center of the darkness, Leo was standing. He was no longer fourteen; he looked like a young man of twenty, his hair long and his eyes the same swirling violet galaxy as the First Luna’s. He was holding a sword made of nothing but starlight, and he was facing a throne of bone and shadow. "Leo!" I cried, running toward him. He turned, and for a second, I didn't recognize my own son. The wisdom in his eyes was ancient, and his presence was as heavy as the universe.

"If you take one more step, I’ll drain the power out of him forever! You’ll have nothing but a crying baby!" The First Eater stopped. A cold smile touched his lips. "You won't do it. You love his power too much. You love the idea that he is a god. You are a Sovereign, Lyra. You were built to rule, not to raise a weak, human child." "You don't know me at all," I hissed. I looked down at Leo. He was staring at the man in the silver crown. He wasn't crying anymore. His tiny hands were reaching out, his silver eyes glowing with a strange, dark curiosity. He didn't see a monster. He saw his father.

Leo ends the phone. Mario groans and moves his body away from my car. "I hate you, Leonardo Alfonsi!" Mario exclaims before leaving. Leo's not only the member of that doomed clan but also the leader?

Leo? What was he doing here?

"Oh! Forgive me, Your Majesty!" Leo immediately knelt into the dirt, bringing himself to eye level with the child. He caught the boy’s dropped wooden toy—a crudely carved wolf—and handed it back with a warm, rumbling laugh. "There is nothing to forgive, little one. Tell me, is that wolf winning the battle?" The child grinned, his fear instantly evaporating under Leo's gentle gaze. "He isn't fighting a battle, sire! He's leading the sheep to the green pasture, just like the Great Alpha Ryan did!"