Lord Leaf Novels & Stories

“Keep digging. It looks like our enemy’s plan is to bring down the organization from the inside. We can’t let that happen.” Leon’s expression suddenly shifted. A sly, taunting smile tugged at his lips. “By the way, what’s the update on Nicholas Ford?” “He just got married to Leopard’s daughter,” the assistant replied. Leon went silent for a moment… then let out a low, mocking laugh. “Hahaha! Looks like Leopard caught himself a big fish. I can’t wait to see how he plays with his new ‘catch.’ I’m sure he’ll put on quite a show for us.”

Sheldon did not expect that Charlie would ask him about Leonardo, who had already been dead for twenty years. He subconsciously said, “Yes… But Leonardo Waldron has already been dead for twenty years… What does he have to do with Ten Thousand Armies?” Charlie laughed and said, “The lord of Ten Thousand Armies is Leonardo Waldron’s son. His name is Porter Waldron. You should still remember him, right?” “What?!” Sheldon was shocked as if he had just been struck by lightning, and he said out loud, “Porter, he… he actually became the lord of Ten Thousand Armies?!”

Kaze nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. “I heard you got a hundred million from Darcy. Explain that,” he asked. Shane gulped nervously and said, “Ms. Quint wanted me to find out the traitor of Lefteria Group.” “And did you?” “I did. It’s a guy named Leo Lionel.” Kaze looked at him. “Based on what I know, Leo came to you and then went back to Lilyrose. Yet the ladies are held captive. How do you do business?”

Lenox growled, his voice laced with a storm of fury and heartbreak. Leo’s face twisted, a sneer curling at his lips. “You don’t even know what you stole from me.” Without warning, Leo raised the dagger high for a final blow. But Lenox had had enough. With an earth-shaking growl, Lenox’s royal aura burst forth, knocking Leo several feet back. The pressure was suffocating, the ground beneath them cracking under the intensity of Lenox’s power. The façade of restraint he had maintained out of loyalty to his bloodline crumbled away in an instant. His wolf surged beneath his skin, bones shifting, claws emerging, and eyes glowing with ancient fury.

Seeing the glow of admiration on Leo’s face, Lilith forgot to even take the dress out. “But why? I thought nudity is a pride to pack wolves?” Lilith can’t understand Leo’s excited tone. If an elite wolf shifted in public in such a... guarded way, wouldn't that be seen as petty? Like how Orion treated her? “Except she was not all wolf, because that girl’s name was...” Leo smirks at Lilith, revealing it with sparkling eyes, “...Carmen Nightshade.” Lilith blinks with a blank face: “...” She has never heard that name. Should she? Was that girl very famous?

"Is that the manner of greeting taught by the pack mentors, Selith?" Selith bared his small fangs in a pout. "You harbor zero affection for his presence, Alpha, so why should my tongue recognize him as the lodge master?" The high-matron of the Calder Dominion had drummed the rhetoric into the pack's ears often enough—Lardon was a low-tier wolf who had married up into the ruling lineage, clawing his way into the obsidian fortress where he ought to live in absolute servitude. The elders had a definitive title for an omega of that status.

Thorne promised, leaping down and reaching out his hands to lower Leo to the grass. "Is this the boy? Is this Leo?" Lady Evelisse Caldermere called out, her sharp voice echoing across the courtyard as she hurried down the stone steps. Leo gave a small, respectful bow as Thorne took his hand, pulling him forward to face the old Luna. "Yes, Mother. This is Leo Ashwynd. Leo, this is the Matriarch." "The Moon Mother has been kind to my son," Lady Evelisse breathed, stepping forward and pulling Leo into a fiercely tight embrace that smelled of old woodsmoke.

"DAD! What are you doing here?!" Ethan didn't answer Rose. His grey eyes, the Ice King eyes that made CEOs cry, were locked on Leo Ashford, who was behind the counter, wearing the same grey hoodie, holding a milk frother, brown hair messy, brown eyes wide with fear. Leo Ashford, 22, heir to £90 billion Ashford Hotels, pretending to be poor for 8 months, had seen Ethan Blackwood on Forbes cover since he was 10. He knew that face. Everyone in London business knew that face. The face of the man who destroyed Richard Croft for knocking over his wife's vase.

He muttered and left the room. When the sound of his footsteps disappeared, Lily took the object out and observed it. It was a gold badge with dragon totem engraved on it. Suddenly, she noticed that the side door wasn’t closed. Instead, it had been cracked open the whole time. She peered in, spotting a beautiful woman with long, silver hair paralyzing in the bed, staring back at her. Her eyes sparkled when she saw the golden badge in Lily’s palms.

Shylah turned to look at the man in charge and furrowed her brow. "You know him?" Howard inquired. "That's Blood Leopard, also known as Leopard Lord, the big shot of Quintilian's shady side," Shylah explained. "We've had our eye on him for some time. If we hadn't been sidetracked by other matters, we would've dealt with him months ago." "What's his deal with the Waker family?" Howard asked, nodding slightly. "He's pretty much their front-line thug," Shylah replied. Then, as if a thought struck her, she turned to Howard. "Sir, you don't think he's here for Selena, do you?"