Leslie Ff7 Novelas e Histórias

He shrugged shooting me a smirk, “I’ll be back in shape for the sequel.” He devoured a second spoon turning to me, “back to Miss Ariel-Cinderella,” he smirked, “isn’t it weird she ran? Like, I don’t know…” he trailed off, “some sort of criminal? Then she disappeared into thin air like a ghost, I mean no one saw her, or even knows who she might be,” he scoffed devouring another scoop, “she definitely got some sort of ninja skill.” “How is it,” I began feeling a tad bit ticked off, “that all three hundred guests we had, absolutely no one saw her? What about the ccctv camera’s?”

“I couldn’t agree more. I can barely keep a goldfish alive. I’m not capable of micromanaging your life. I wouldn’t want to. Do you really think so little of me?” “I don’t know to be honest. I was always told that if I bonded myself to another then I was giving myself to him.” “As I give myself to you,” I whispered. She sighed but scooted just a little closer to my side. We ate in mostly silence. “So how is the hunt going anyway?” Leslie finally asked. “Are we even close to bagging that cyber jerk you’re after? I was hoping to hit the road today. I’m feeling lucky and that casino we passed is calling my name.”

Out of anger , I grab her hair and slam her face against the TV as she falls backwards and hit her head on the glass table. " Oh my God." Leslie collapses on the ground unconscious with blood oozing out of her head. Shit! .........

Alpha Alex fumes, Hera roles her eyes at him totally ignoring his raging posture. "If you can free yourself as you say than why haven't you escaped yet?" I ask curiously, something inside me said that she wasn't lying. "Pfft.. Luna Celeste my security is one of the best among all packs, I don't think you believe her words do you? She can't even breathe if I don't permit it" Alpha Alex puffs out his chest, assured of his security. Hera glares at Alpha Alex, her lips than pull up to an evil smirk. She looks around the room and than stops her gaze at me.

She immediately bowed and so did her four companions, "Sorry, Your Highness for the blasphemy we did." "Y-You're the princess?" the man who pulled her asked. It touched Luna's hair but Sebastian immediately hit its hand. "Don't touch her!" Sebastian's complaint. He looked at the princess and smiled at her, "I'm Sebastian Chamillet, the most beautiful man that you will see in Magia." He looks like an angel but is a thorny warrior because of the scar on his eye. "I am Cassius Rodgers, Your Highness." the brown-haired man introduces himself, at the same time kissing the princess's hand.

Secretive in thought and emotion, Lycer mostly keeps his past and current struggles to himself, hiding behind a playful persona Lesa: She/Her: Full of love and always protected by the communities around her, Lesa isn't prepared for the betrayal to come to her. Nonetheless, she will persist for not only herself but also the child she carries; determined to give him the same upbringing full of love that she received

Some battles are not mine to fight. “You’re right. I and Azrael have nothing in common, but we have something that keeps us together; his books and my loyalty to each title.” Leslie replied. “And I don’t need someone like you to tell me how, when, and why I should make decisions that satisfy you.” I heard Leslie take a few impatient steps away before it stopped and came closer. “And least I forget, yeah, I am a psychologist.” Leslie said before I heard West cry out and curse before Leslie walked away.

His eyes turned cold with concern as he asked, "What happened to Leslie?" "She went somewhere and was poisoned with something rare—even Mr. Hoffman hasn't seen it before and can't cure it. He immediately sent her to find you. Since I was already in Canraville, Leslie asked me to give you a heads up." Felix felt both anxious and helpless. "How can I help if even Mr. Hoffman can't cure it?"

"He intimidated her, and I came through.” “And she knows about this?” Leslie turned to Fatima. "Don't think of lying.” She warned, and Fatima slowly nodded her head. “Oh my god, and I thought I was a snake.” Leslie sounded very disappointed; she had actually begun to see Fatima as a friend she never had, but now…

Just as he finished speaking, Maleah squeezed Alessandro's thigh again so hard that this time Alessandro didn't hold back and lost his voice in pain. Leslie laughed softly again, but this beautiful smile didn't ease the atmosphere, and she asked with an innocent face, "What's wrong, didn't you say you were going to help me see if there's any 'that kind of thing' here? Or do you have any other questions to ask?" The swan, who just now had an air of defensiveness about her, had completely relaxed, and it seemed to me that I could see her proudly shaking her wings and leisurely wiggling her long, thin neck on the surface of the lake. I think Leslie, too, had finally realised that Alessandro was