Leona Kingscholar Novels & Stories

She shrugged it off and messaged her back. "Okay, I won't." "Hey Leona! Aren't you usually here with Khloe?" Donovan asked, walking up to her. "Oh hi Donovan! Yeah but right now she's at some sort of meeting," Leona replied. Leona ended up spending her lunch period with Donovan, and she definitely learned a lot about him. He was a part of the robotics club, and had supposedly won the science fair twice before. She could tell that he was an Honors student, with straight A's down all his report cards.

I questioned Leona curiously, falling into step with her as we have in the common first subject. "Hey, do you know who the new Professor is?" she inquires, and her eyes widen the size of moons. What's wrong with her? "Umm," he gulped. "I-It's the Rogue King!" She said nervously. “What!?” “You heard me right? I didn’t know why he was here and teaching. But rumor said that he has been looking for his runaway mate.” Leona gasps in shock, and her grip on his elbow loosens, which she takes as an escape and scurries away.

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

I immediately scanned the classroom until my eyes landed on a very pretty young-looking girl sitting at the center of the classroom… she looked beautiful as the sun rays from the class window cast a dim glow on her smooth skin. She looked nervous as both our eyes locked, I gave a little smile at her as she quickly averted her reddened face from my gaze. "Uhm, Mr. Leonard this class is for the medical students, there are other few classes you can have a look at after this one" "I love this class already," I said with a slight smile as my gaze swept around all the school directors and also people from my company. "Why so many directors?" I asked "Actually, Mr. Leonard is a very prominent man i

Not forgetting that the woman also invited Leona so that everyone would know if it turned out that the lecturer they admired already had a wife's child. "Mom, that's daddy!" Leona exclaimed while pointing towards Raga who was sitting in the canteen chair surrounded by many new students. While clenching her hands strongly Yasmin looked upset at her husband. It turns out that all this time her husband has often been close to other women while teaching, it's appropriate to go to campus so diligently, she thought. "Leona, you already know what you have to do right?" The beautiful girl named Leona nodded. After putting on her sunglasses, Leona immediately ran over to Raga.

Carissa glanced around, but did not spot Leona. Though Leona was part of the royal family, she was naturally spending New Year's Eve with her husband's family. Carissa was not fond of Leona's husband and suspected that Leona might have endured considerable hardship due to the man's rigid and outdated beliefs. As she was lost in thought, Victoria said to Heather, "Leona hasn’t come to greet me for some time." Heather smiled and replied, "Your Majesty, Leona is expecting a child and is currently resting at home to ensure a healthy pregnancy."

My body knows the dread before my brain catches up. I look down. Leona Preston. The contact name sits there in plain black text, and the preview beneath it is nine words. How's the knee? Back on the ice yet? No greeting. No how is school or how are you settling in or I hope you are making friends. Nine words, and every single one of them is about my utility as a competitive skater rather than my existence as a person. It is so completely, precisely Leona that for a moment I almost want to laugh.

She had a few she liked to watch, paying attention to the detail in their behavior and attitude, learning the ins and outs of their spirits and what made them themselves. Leona was the embodiment of dramatic. She was loud, talked with her hands, and she took any opportunity she had to overreact and ran with it, always putting on a show. It was funny most of the time, if not a little irritating. She never meant harm, though. Despite the threats and the dangerous lioness that laid beneath her skin, always a second away from being released, Leona was actually one of the sweetest people Liviana has ever known. She was kind, funny, and she would do anything for the people she loved. She lived to

Olivia whispered, a slight nudge to my elbow. I didn’t need her to point. I’d already seen him. Leo Kingsley. The scholarship kid. Quiet, brooding, and entirely out of place in this world of privilege. He was always alone—always on the edge of the crowd, like he was too cool to care, or too detached to even try. I watched as he walked past us, earbuds in, his eyes set ahead as if the rest of the world didn’t matter. “Perfect timing,” Sienna whispered, her voice full of mischief.

It was just James. She turned her back. She saw a seat nearby, hiding under a small circular desk. She walked towards it. Lily pulled the seat out and sat on it. She saw the other scholars sitting on the chairs as similar as hers. The desks were in a circular pattern which make them face each other. In the middle was a hole, a space that James can stand on and discuss whatever should we study. She watched James walk to the hole. He stood there with confidence, like what leaders need. With him was a textbook between his right armpit. He hacked while his two hands rested next to his legs.