Novelist Leonard Novels & Stories

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.”

"Oh my gosh! Yes! I love all of his books! I thanked God for him because he really makes good romance books." "Romance?" "Yes. He's really popular with bestselling romance novels. I bet you heard about 'A Walk To Remember'?" I shook my head. "No." "No? What about 'The Notebook'?" I repeatedly shook my head and now it really shocked her. "Still no?! That's like one of the most famous books he wrote. It even had a movie adaptation. We should watch it together! My brother loves it too." My expression changed into an amused one, yet I am feeling a little discomfort. It got really interesting though. Therefore, I conclude that Leon reads romance novels which I didn't really expect based on his pe

Since the owners had returned, they only came once or twice weekly. His mind drifted to the stone until he felt his phone buzz. He picked it up and smiled as he read the text. He had made sure to run into Leona one day at the market. He had befriended her while flirting with her. She had been a little shy but was more than happy to talk about her employer once they were on a date.

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Leonard wore a grim look on his face as he spoke, "Mr. Finch, I dedicate all my time to work, and I'm determined to contribute to you and The Finch Group till my last breath. How could I have a girlfriend? "But… Ms. Yvonne Spencer is in the Regalia Drama House." Yvonne Spencer? Who was that? There was a brief pause on the phone. With long-standing tacit understanding, Leonard had developed an acute sense for reading rooms. He could guess what was going on through Jonathan's mind even over the phone. He immediately explained, "Ms. Spencer is Mrs. Finch's best friend, the one who drank with her last night…" So it was her! Jonathan coldly said, "Then there's even less reason to sponsor it."

When the area is secure, they all went down. Leonard has many enemies because of his business acumen. He has a self-righteous attitude, and he had no concern even if it will cost massive destruction to others, as long as he will benefit from it, and because of that, many companies have been trampled on and closed down.

He held it tightly while his right hand holding the phone and didn't even bother to talk. Sometimes I am concern to Leon how he handles Sean's command relentlessly. Anyway, Leon has a secretaries and assistants to help him. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Would like to hear your lovely review. Looking forward to your motivational review. Love yah all readers!

From flowers to jewelry to rare designer pieces to luxury bags, limited edition and so many more. The admirer had everyone who wanted to find out his real identity and loved him. It was Leonard Hindus. The blogger lined up timelines and evidence carefully. Every time Leonard traveled. Every time Seraphina received something. Every overlap. Every coincidence. The conclusion was terrifyingly obvious. Even an idiot could see that not everything was a coincidence. Beverley gripped the tablet tightly, “That bastard!” She screamed panting from anger. “Oh he’s actually shameless.” She gritted out. She couldn’t believe just how much Leonard had betrayed Liora.

The woman who never once spoke about her family, her background, or the weight of a name powerful enough to bend rooms to silence. It couldn’t be. A soft click sounded behind him. Julian stiffened. He turned just in time to see a man leaning casually against the railing a few steps away, a cigarette between his fingers, the ember glowing faintly in the dark. Leonardo King. Lena’s older brother. Apparently. Leo was the very opposite of Lena: less careful, a party animal, and a manwhore. In the past, Julian had taken Lena to have dinner with Leo, and the two had done a very good job at pretending not to know one another. They had fooled him perfectly.

“There isn’t a soul on this earth I can’t find if I want to. Did you really believe a name change and a wedding ring would hide you?” Her heart pounded violently. “Rowan Vale” Leonard continued lazily, “Or shall I say, Damian Greyhound, my dearest nephew” Her breath hitched. “He ran after I kicked him out. Changed his identity, his name, built a little empire and thought himself clever.” Leonard’s eyes gleamed. “I been watching him this entire time.” She shook her head in disbelief. “You’re lying.” “he’s only lived this long because I let him go” Leonard said. “Because it’s far more satisfying to destroy something once it believes it’s safe.”