Novel & Cerita Leo Valdez Fanfiction

“It is true that you did have feelings for her. In the beginning it was just a contract, she had to give her blood and heart to him; but he softened and kept her. If you become weak, those demons will definitely kill you!” "Shut up, Python! Since when will my health be your turn to concern?" The other began to speak in a somewhat hoarse voice, “She is my wife, and the only person this Leo Valdez wants to protect. If anyone wants to harm her, then step over the corpse of this great demon king.”

I just stopped beside Jax, holding two glasses of champagne, and offered him one. "Thought you might be getting thirsty, Captain," I said, my voice polite and deferential. He took the glass, his fingers brushing against mine. The reporter's smile faltered slightly as she looked me up and down, her eyes dismissive. "Jax, darling, we were just talking about the off-season," she purred, trying to pull his attention back to her. Jax didn't even look at her. His eyes were locked on me. "Valdez," he said, his voice a low, smooth rumble. "This is Eleanor Vance. Eleanor, this is Leo Valdez, our rookie sensation. He's been keeping me on my toes."

"Ooooohhhh... Ahhhhh! Fvck, Lejandro! I miss you sooooo much!" Elijah moaned. She missed Lejandro terribly. But this night of passion was part of her plan! And her revenge against them!

There was nothing. Then, Elian ran into the room, escaping his tutors. He saw his father on the floor and froze. "Dad?" the boy asked. In that moment, Leo’s hand twitched. Not with the indigo light of a machine, but with a simple, human spasm. He took one shuddering, ragged breath. He looked at Meilin, and for the first time in 146 chapters, he didn't look like a billionaire, a sentinel, or a god.

It would be a shy little action if his sculpted body wasn’t staring at me, and even though I just orgasmed, I wouldn’t mind running my hands against his muscled chest or broad shoulders. “Mi Valienta, I’m so sorry about that.” But I wave it off, trying my hardest to forget any of this conversation happened. “I’m used to Oliver’s… Oliverness. It’s fine,” I say with a strained voice. I clear my throat before continuing, “A surprise?” “Oh, yeah.” Leonel seems to come alive a bit more, and I wonder if he’d forgotten about the conversation before Oliver interrupted. Obviously not. You don't forget confessions of love.

“That’s not strategy, Viv. That’s desperation. He's desperate to catch up.” Vivian looked back at the house, where she could hear the muffled sounds of Elias’s deep voice and Leo’s excited chatter. Desperation or not, the bond was beginning to form, and she realized the true danger: Elias was not just fighting for Leo; he was fighting his way back into her meticulously protected life.

His legs sprawled out in front of him and I could sense his aura. "Again." She said, crossing her arms. Leo raised an eyebrow, picking up the ball and bouncing it off her head. She didn’t even flinch, instead catching the ball and throwing it back at him. "Again." Fuck, she was doing that weird shit again… Leo frowned, clearly wondering what the Westwood Devil’s angle was. "You’re fucking weird." He said coldly, tossing the ball at her forehead again. Liam looked relieved to see me, whilst Kataleya was clearly worried, and Skyla was obviously enjoying it.

Hindi ko na nababanaag ang masayang Liziel ngayon, seryoso siya ngayon kaya kinabahan ako ng kunti. "Matagal na," sabi ko na ikinatingin niya sa akin agad, "Hindi ko alam dati na siya pala ang magiging stepfather ko, nakilala ko siya sa isang club niyo rito at ayun, dun nagsimula ang lahat," sabi ko rito pero nakatingin lang sa akin habang nanlalaki ang mga mata. "All this time, Leo. Ikaw pala kinukwento ni Kuya na nakilala niya sa bar? I thought it was Tita Lorraine."

she says so sadly it nearly shatters my heart. “I know,” I breathe, running my fingertips over her arm. *** Three days later. Commander Fendley, a.k.a. Leo, one of my favorite people on this planet, gets into the young warrior's face and shoves him backwards onto his ass. The warrior pales, crawling backward and away from Leo’s wrath. I sigh heavily as I press my phone against my ear. No reception. Damnit.