Leonard Lief Library Novels & Stories

We passed a few guards toward the Grand Hall. You look like you’re chewing stone, Primus," a voice said beside me. I didn’t turn. I didn’t have to. I knew the owner of that annoying voice ringing in my ear already. Leonard. The Leader of The Order. I let out a slow breath. "What do you want?" “A moment?” I didn’t stop walking. “Walk and talk.” Levi snorted under his breath, falling back a step as Leonard caught up beside me. "To speak. About your Luna."

Or perhaps she was simply trying to avoid thinking about it altogether. “There!” Elaine said, pointing to one of the shelves in the very back of the library. Only of the few shelves that went from floor to ceiling. The book she indicated, Phycology & Biology of Mate Bonds, was at the very top. “That looks like it might have something useful. Can you reach it?” “Not without a ladder,” Liam said, scratching the back of his neck. “We should get the librarian and--” “Found one.” Liam blinked in surprise as Elaine had, indeed, found a ladder in the corner and was dragging it back toward the shelf. He chuckled, walking over to help her move it. They set it up in front of the shelf, and Elaine test

Leonard's eyes narrowed, it was obvious that Liora wasn’t taking his words seriously. “I’m serious Liora. To send that kind of package to you and still remain anonymous is not something an ordinary person can do” he said and Liora finished her coffee. She should really take more of the type of coffee she liked. “I agree with you Leo but what do you want me to do?” She asked and Leonard bit down on his lips “Are you going to keep the dress and shoes?” He asked and Liora blinked. “Yes” she replied and Leonard stared at her incredulously.

" It's fine. I can't concentrate with you by my side anyway. Your scent keeps tantalizing my senses. How about I take you around the library? Should you around? '' I couldn't speak for sometime. Words clogging up to my throat endlessly. I could only stare up at Theo dumbfounded. He just tells me the truth without breaking any sweat. He is so straightforward. He had confessed he couldn't concentrate with me beside him. Isn't that sweet? The squeeze from Theo pulled me back to reality and I cough a little before pulling my hand away from him when the warmth from his palm keeps teasing me. " I.. uh.. I do not want to look around. You can tell me instead about the library " " It's built by a man

Leo looked at me threw the rearview mirror as I tilted my head back and closed my eyes willing the throbbing in my head away "What library are we going to?" I could still feel Leo looking at me, I wanted to tell him to keep his eyes on the road but thought better of it "Connor has given us access to his place, He has the most extensive supernatural book collection in the world" my eyes snapped open and I drilled holes in the back of his head but he refused to look at me again

“So what do we do? Just sit on it?” “We study it,” William said. “We understand every piece before we strike.” Sofia approached quietly, a tablet in her hand. “Sir,” she said, addressing William with professional calm, “my contacts are reporting sudden movements—Leonard’s rerouting cargo from his private docks. He knows something is off.” William’s jaw tightened. “Then we’re already on borrowed time.” Later that night, Lily sat alone with the ledger, scribbling notes into her own small notebook. Her heart pounded as she pieced together names—politicians, doctors, international brokers. Leonard’s web was far larger than she’d imagined.

Damian responded, his hold on me tightening with each passing second, it was almost as though he was afraid I would slip away. “Oh, is that so?” Leonard voiced, mocking Damian's retort. “Why don't we let her decide?” Leonard continued, both their gazes shifting to me as they awaited my response. Just as I was about rejecting Leonard's offer to chat, he interrupted. “Before you decide, I'd like to hear your opinion on the strangely placed bookshelf at the end of the hallway in the north wing of the estate” Damian's face twisted in confusion and annoyance as he continued verbally attacking his uncle. I was stunned into silence as I pondered on Leonard's words, wondering how he managed to find

“You don’t need to answer that, Lady Chateau. I already know.” His words silenced any protest she might have made. She looked at him, lips pressed tightly together, unable to shake the sense of injustice weighing on her. Leonard rose from his seat and walked to the glass wall, his back to her. The glittering city lights seemed to mock the storm brewing within him. Yes, he knew. On the day Gabriel was found lifeless, Louis had visited Chateau. Whether it had been for comfort, as Louis claimed, or something more sinister, Leonard didn’t know. But that day had been one of unbearable loss for him.

He coughed. Owen's gaze sharpened. “She’s been reading all morning?” “He clocked in, went straight there, hasn't even broken for lunch.” “What book?” Owen asked. Leo hesitated. “Didn't look closely. Something on new energy, I think.” Owen's voice dropped. The displeasure in it sent a chill down Leo's spine. Leo swallowed. “Now that you mention it, she's been obsessed with the library since day one. What if that's why she joined us in the first place? For the archives?”