Leon S. Kennedy Novels & Stories

he paused on his words when he saw my expression darken. I gave a signal to Theo, who immediately walked towards Mr. Martins and whispered something to him "CEO, just CEO…the CEO doesn't like someone talking all high and mighty about him" Theo whispered to Mr martins whose expression immediately turned apologetic as he turned around and bowed many times towards me. "I'm sorry Mr. Leonard…please forgive my attitude just now" he gave an awkward smile which made everyone to burst out laughing again. Even Amelia was laughing. This was so embarrassing "Please, once again, ladies and gentlemen…I present to you Mr. Leonard, the one and only CEO of 7ELEVEN corporation" everyone gave a standing ovati

Elektris could storm in there any second. Lucas on the other hand, was more than intrigued by Dr. Heywood’s account of one of his most favorite moments in history (noting that he had taken a liking to that subject back in high school). Dr. Heywood went on, “Following an announcement from the then President John F. Kennedy in 1961, this set the leeway for advancement of the United States in the Space Race and eight years later, Donald Heywood was among the millions of people worldwide watching the Apollo 11 blast off to space at Nine-Thirty two A.M. on July 16, 1969 at Cape Canaveral in Florida.

K was unsure whether it was just because of shock or whether he was waiting for her to say anything more. She decided with the latter. She cleared her throat and figured to finally tell him everything about her. They're just little things, but it really mattered to her. She knows it meant the world to Jesse, too. "My full name is Kristen Noelle Miller," she started, her eyes were fixed on Jesse's the whole time. And as she uttered her full name, she literally saw his pupils dilate . "Noelle is my middle name, because I was born on Christmas day. I'm 24, so I'm four years younger than you." She feigned to cringe, grinding her teeth together. "So I'm kind of dating an older guy, ew."

“The president has only one son which is that surgeon and I haven’t heard any news about his engagement or wedding.” “Not everybody knows this, but the Smiths actually have two sons, the surgeon and our country’s pride in the music industry, Leo Smiths, whose name is actually Leonard Smiths,” he explained, and I was beyond shocked. Who would have thought that he was their son, I mean he wasn’t that bossy and rude as a president's son. “Okay, tell me about your plan and how are you going to get my girl.” “Don’t worry, you will get your girl, now here is the plan.” he cleared his throat loudly.

I was wearing my best black skinny jeans, a white, short-sleeved crop top and white sneakers so a pretty basic outfit. I turned around, seeing his silhouette walking through the darkness. I waited for him to move a little more into the light before saying anything, "Good morning." He looked surprised at first but he shook it off, "Good morning." he replied as he walked around the kitchen Island to the fridge.

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

I can’t help but feel a little guilty for diverting attention to planning my Luna ceremony while we have much bigger things going on, but everyone keeps reassuring me that this is a welcome distraction from the impending war; that we all need cause for celebration during these trying times. Even though it feels like we’ve been rushing to plan everything, the day of the Luna ceremony actually sneaks up on us. I spend the morning with Fallon, Brooke, and Quinn at Cedar Ridge ski lodge, taking care of last-minute tasks for the post-ceremony celebration that will be held there this evening, while Brock readies the back lawn of the packhouse for the ceremony itself. I’m feeling pretty relaxed for

Guys stared after me and some even gave me some waves or winks; which made me blush like crazy. "Hey," A man's voice called to me, walking over across the hall to lean on the wall next to where I stopped. "Hi," I smiled politely at him, secretly screaming on the inside for openly talking to a male. "I'm Leon," He smiled brightly to me, running a hand through his already messy medium brown hair. "L-Lily," I stuttered, getting slightly lost in his sparkling green eyes. "Such a beautiful name, perfect for a girl like you," He winked playfully and I couldn't help but blush by his words. "So what brings you here?" He wondered.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Another one laughed, okay, it was really hard to distinguish between them, she tucked her brown hair aside, "Seriously girl, lighten up to us. We don't bite, we are just friends." "I can see." Boldness emitted from Zoey's face. "We all know who you are, you are Zoey Hart." The blonde man was speaking now, so Zoey turned to him, "I am Leonard, but you can call me Leo, I am the president's son, not this country though." He laughed. "Oh. Shut up," The sandy-blonde lady was laughing hard, "He's just the step-son of the president," "Whatever, I am a CEO, and oh. I sing." His winked at her seductively.