Needy Lesnicki Novels & Stories

Oh, this was going to be good. "I don't think so. I checked before I came here, and the place is off the market. And that's not the best. Guess whom he bought it for? Kerryanne Lashley." She couldn't wait to get that out there. The looks on the faces around the table were priceless. You could hear a pin drop and everyone else seemed stymied except Natalie, who was having the time of her life.

Cars drove past us as we remained on the side of the road in silence, the silence in the air carrying thick tension. “Fuck!” Nikolas yelled in frustration. I jumped and scooted away from him if that was even possible. “I didn’t take Genevieve to New York because I hadn’t seen her in months. She’s Aurora’s best friend but she’s nothing to me. Yes, I’ve fucked her before but it was years ago and it was once. Worst fucking decision of my life.” His voice was gentle and looked at me with the most sincere look I had ever seen before. I was shocked. That was not the narrative Aurora had fed me. She’d told me they were in a relationship.

He looked at Dario until the boy looked somewhere else. “Every finger you keep is a gift,” he hissed. Greer bobbed a grudging nod. His hands were careful on Dario’s shoulders now, not supportive; proprietary. Jennings pride is a strange animal—it eats its young and mourns them loudly. “Leo,” Nicos said, and his voice lost all the brass it had for public ceremonies. “We’re leaving.” “I noticed,” I said, because you don’t hand a man like him an easy agreement, not even when you mean it with both hands. “But he needs a doctor first.”

And who would be a better informer than a local? He turned his head slightly and gestured for one of his men to come closer. The man walked to us, and Nikos said something in Greek. The man nodded and walked away quickly. Nikos looked back at me, “There is a man in Athens. His name is Leon. He runs a smaller network near the docks. He is not as big as this… but he hears things.” “Location?” I asked instantly. “I will have it sent to you,” He replied, “If you’re serious, he is your next step.”

“You speak as though you are not the legendary healer we were told about. Why should we trust you with her life?” Leslie smirked and shot back, “And who are you to doubt me? If I walk out of this hospital, you will have no chance at all.” Solon stepped forward, but I raised my hand to stop him from doing anything we all would regret. “Enough,” I said firmly. “This is not the time for pride. Healer Leslie, tell me what you need.” She glanced past me, her eyes settling on Nolan. “Only him. I need Alpha Nolan’s blood.”

he called out, his voice carrying a weight I instantly recognised. I slowed my pace, turning to face him. "Nick. How did things go with the lead on the underground rebels?" He sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair. "I'm sorry I missed yesterday's meeting with the Elders. I was following up on that lead about the underground rebels. It took longer than I anticipated." "It's alright, Nick," I replied, though I couldn't hide the edge in my voice. "Did you find anything useful?" Nick's face darkened, and he nodded. “I think we have a lead on Marcus’s hideout. It fits the description of the place you told me about.”

But this ache and blood was nothing in front of the blood which was seeping out of her heart. She should be having a meeting with her underbosses to counter Aleksandr Fedorov after the way He threatened her, Capo of Cosa Nostra. But instead she was sitting in her brother's condominium lost in the thoughts of her enemy. "Who told you to stop looking, Lucas. You will ask every single citizen of New York City if you have to but find Dinara! I am also coming there in a few minutes," Leonus barked at his friend as he entered his house to change his clothes. He wanted to look fine for his wife when he meet her. He had been disregarding his health since Dinara disappeared. He was going to his bedro

And this is what I get? “Jennifer,” I was still hyperventilating in anger when I felt his hand on mine, trying to calm me with his warmth and soothing voice. I closed my eyes, feeling hot tears starting to well around them. “Jenny… I know someone who can help you. His name is Lewis Michaels and he is the youngest billionaire in the industry.” I started shaking my head. “He for sure can help you, darling.” I opened my eyes and tears went down from it.

My lips are parted in disbelief and I can't say anything. I slowly turn my head in his parents' direction. Grace looks hurt and Nolan looks stunned as well. I feel bad for them. Nick was indeed harsh. I mean the last words he said were painful. Painful for any parents. He just said he does not want anyone. He referred that to his parents. Before I can say anything, Nolan's jaw clenches and he abruptly gets up. He holds Grace's hand and she also joins him but she looks hesitant while Nolan looks determined.

Maybe Chelsea hasn't lost his spark yet after all. Leslie's laughter filled the room. "Oh, Chelsea, you're a charmer." She beamed at him "See, this is one of the reasons I like you. You're like Madison Grey and Chris Boon in one person." Chelsea's confusion was evidentiary. "Who?" Leslie's enthusiasm faltered. "The LGBTQ couple in Rocky Starters? Oh crap, why am I the only person who watches that show in this goddamn town?" Kai chimed in, dry amusement lacing his voice. "Because nobody watches shitty shows like you do."