Lord Leaf Novels & Stories

Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips. Once, her father, Alpha Damon, had claimed he wasn’t interested in women, focusing solely on his duties—until he encountered Luna Alice at a nearby pack meeting when she was just fifteen. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and spent an entire year longing to see her again. The moment he turned eighteen and returned to the pack, he discovered that Alice was his mate. He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment.

​The entire hall gasped in unison as every head turned toward the entrance. ​Striding down the central aisle came Prince Leo Blackwood. He was a magnificent, intimidating figure of pure Northern power. Dressed in a midnight-blue velvet tunic embroidered with silver wolf crests, his broad shoulders were draped in a heavy dark fur mantle. At his hip hung The Moonlit Edge, its runic steel humming with a low, visible silver light. His dark hair fell over his brow, and his golden eyes burned with the lethal, unyielding flame of an Alpha warlord.

She turned to Liam first, producing a small ceremonial dagger from within the folds of her garments. The blade gleamed silver in the moonlight, its hilt adorned with symbols similar to those carved into the stone pillars. "Speak your intent, Alpha Heir," Cordelia instructed. Liam rose from his throne, standing tall and proud before the assembly. When he spoke, his voice carried to every corner of the Den without effort.

that had led them to the stone. "What are you calling it?" Leo asked, leaning against the stone archway. He had spent the morning in the gardens, his hands stained with the "Independent" green of the spring planting. He looked at the book with a "Loyal" respect—a son who had seen the "Apex Asset" become a father.

I tell her, “fuck” Her eyes travel down my black tux with a red rose in my pocket and she nods. “You look dashing too, my love” “Ready?” “Hmm” I gently take her hand in mine before we both turn to the man who is to officiate the ceremony. He is the same man who officiated my parents' mark and maté ceremony. He was an Alpha level wolf then but he chose to dedicate his life to the things of the moon goddess and her teachings. To me, he is the best person for this and I am glad I invited him, everyone seems happy to see him.

she exclaimed. “If I'll never guess then there is no point in me guessing is there?” I sighed and placed my laptop bag down at the side. “I had a visit from mother earlier and she wanted to know if we were interested in going to the Thorns charity event next Saturday!” The Thorns are well known for their status and money. 20 years ago, Richard and Lesley Thorn invested in setting up a local apple orchard and cidery and opened Thorn cider. Before long they had expanded across the country. Their brand quickly hit shelves across all supermarkets and stores in the UK. Although their wealth has grown, the family stayed local and chose to run the local site as opposed to moving away. Their childre

Riven. Alpha’s name still wasn’t among them. Perfect. He lay in bed again, exhaustion deeper this time. The system finally spoke. [CANDIDATE ANALYSIS: UPDATED] Werewolf Candidates (Current Projection): Seraphine — N/A (Vampire) Lykos — Precision / Long-Term Threat Riven — Leadership / Rising Kael — Raw Power / Self-Destructive Marek — Lineage / Weak Will Vampire Royal Candidates: Seraphine — Absolute Darius — Opportunist / High Risk

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(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

Right in front of one of the deadliest wolves in all the land. “Ten?” I asked, shocked at the amount. “Yes, ten,” Leopold replied rather smugly. “You are asking for my daughter’s hand in marriage, after all. And our packs aren’t exactly friends.” “Ten it is,” I said with a smile, extending my hand out ready to shake his. But he just stared at it. “I’m not done,” Leopold growled in annoyance. “My daughter is worth far more than ten shipments of weaponry.”