Novelist Leonard Novels & Stories

Leonard Diego has arrived,Thunder, my security lead, announced. I froze for a second, then let out a soft breath. *Leonard Diego.* The name carried memories—bittersweet, nostalgic, and surprisingly warm. He was a billionaire now, a self-made success story, but to me, he was just Leonard, the boy I used to know.

"My body burns—make it stop!" Dr. Oxford lunged, shoving the needle into Leonard’s arm. Slowly, Leonard's breathing steadied. He staggered, collapsing onto a chair. His gaze slowly lifted to Dr. Oxford. "What in the world…" Dr. Oxford muttered, crouching beside him. "Are you alright now?" Leonard swallowed thickly. "Yeah… I guess." "So… who are you?" Dr. Oxford asked. Leonard’s jaw clenched. "Leonard Wallington. Son of Maximus. Your weapon," he answered in a slow, measured breath.

“La famiglia oscura should know me better than to send a lady to me. They will end up crawling to my toes begging for a taste of my joystick.” His name is Lorenzo, a cold and deadly mafia Don whose name screams fear not only in the underworld but among people. A drug lord, who owns an empire and a lot of business. He killed without mercy and he hated when disobeyed. I light my cigarettes and place a call to that one person who will dare send a lady to me like a trap. “Do you like the surprise,” Leonard shouted at the other end of the phone. “Calling me means you are not dead yet, anyway, watch your back you don't know what's coming to hit you next.”

“I want it all.” The room remained still. Eyes locked on him. “Whose casino are we taking over this time, boss?” asked the first guard from the front row. Leonard’s gaze sharpened, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Someone I just know,” he said, voice deep. “The fearless idiot who thought poking a lion’s tail was a good idea. They think they can dare me and walk away untouched.” He leaned back again. “He’s wrong.”

Even till now, her admiration for the lady knew no bounds. "Exaggeration again, Selene. This is my normal look." Leonard tried to defend himself, unaware of the truth his secretary just disclosed to him. How could he, when he didn't care enough to hear the circling rumors about his temperament. Being the subject himself, one couldn't realize it. Even if it's about him. "A different perspective says otherwise, sir. You have to consider that." "Tsk. Enough with this. Will somebody identify the man or should I find out myself?"

Betty replied seductively drawing the last word. "Am heading over to madam Ann place, so get ready" I boasted strocking my hard groin. Writers pov Well meet the famous sir Leonard but Leo for short, an only child of the late billionaires and a sex freak. He's known for his sexy body and handsome face, that when it comes to winning, seducing and fucking girls he's number one in the whole world. They isn't any actress, model nor producer he hasn't screwed yet, be thou virgin or not.

She was ready to defend any thing that belonged to her mate. "Leonard might look quite innocent facially, but trust me, he is way too wide than you think. And there's some thing Sam just doesn't know yet, Leonard Darkwood is a womanizer."

She pressed her lips together, refusing to cry, but her hands trembled slightly as she reached for Cassy’s shoulder and squeezed. Leonard exhaled slowly, then nodded, accepting. “Thank you,” he said quietly. I nodded once. Then Leonard’s gaze sharpened, as if he remembered something important. He set his fork down and leaned slightly toward me. “There is something else,” he said. I watched him carefully. Leonard didn’t talk unless it mattered. He told me about the corrupt minister. The one who approached him at the warehouse. The bribe. The manipulation. The suggestion that he should steal food and profit off hunger because “why be loyal to the royal family after what they did.”

Valeria blinked, wondering if she heard right. Kc appeared stunned. "Wait. really?" Leonard shrugged, sitting down in the armchair near the fireplace. “Well, I’ll still run a background check. I’m not a saint.” Valeria laughed softly, the tension finally cracking. “Fair enough.” — Later That Afternoon – Garden Patio Platters of fruit and wine were laid on the table under the canopy. Hannah poured tea while Leonard read the latest Forbes article featuring Valeria’s Chanel campaign. "I have to say," he said, setting the tablet aside, "you've pieced yourself back together beautifully."

With a soft giggle, I asked, "How did you do all this? This is one of the best culinary schools in the world, how the hell did you get me admission on such short notice?" "Just my way, I don't think you know who Lucas Leonard is, do you?" He asked and balanced himself on his seat. I smiled and shrugged, I don't care who he is, all I know is that he's an irresistible enticement that makes my sexual hormones act wild whenever he's in close proximity. I know he's the live temptation that seems to chase my sense of reasoning away. I know he's Lucas Leonard, the man who runs deep in my imagination and blood, the man I've used to c.u.m many times.