Om Leo Novels & Stories

We hit a floor of solid shadows. In the center of the darkness, Leo was standing. He was no longer fourteen; he looked like a young man of twenty, his hair long and his eyes the same swirling violet galaxy as the First Luna’s. He was holding a sword made of nothing but starlight, and he was facing a throne of bone and shadow. "Leo!" I cried, running toward him. He turned, and for a second, I didn't recognize my own son. The wisdom in his eyes was ancient, and his presence was as heavy as the universe.

She snapped out of her thoughts as she felt his teeth grazing on her neck, around the area she was supposed to be marked, and a sudden electricity exploded between them and goosebumps spread on her body. She pushed him when she noticed he was going to sink his teeth into her skin and she met his eyes which had a burning sensation as he was emitting on her. Leo took in her appearance from her head too toe and a lazy smile curled up the sides of his lips. It seemed that the moon goddess had decided to bless him with a perfect woman after waiting patiently for his mate. He was 23 years old was still without a mate until then. He had waited patiently to find her all these years but he could not.

He has an opinion on everything and isn't afraid to express it if your opinion differs from his. He never knew an Omega could have so much energy. The little thing seems to bounce off the walls from the moment he wakes up. He's never seen an Omega smile so much. He's never seen one so happy. ‘This is how they're supposed to be,’ Brandon thought, smiling as he opened his arms for the Omega sprinting down the hall toward him. Brandon's muscles tensed, bracing for the impact. Leo launches himself into the air and lands in Brandon's lap, almost sending the reclining chair toppling backward.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

"I'm so sorry, Lara. I really was tripping. You know that my favorite thing in the world is you touching me." I roll my eyes. "It didn't sound like it in the forest. You sounded like you hate me." "No, I promise it's the opposite. Full moons just... make me weird. And when I get overwhelmed, my instincts tell me to run first and figure it out later. Not my proudest trait." Leo runs a tired hand through his messy hair. But he's only making it messier. I rise on my toes and reach up to fix it for him. "Much better," I mutter to myself, staring into his beautiful grey eyes. Alluring, mysterious and breathtaking eyes. Stars seem to reside there.

I don’t want to get in her way. She nods biting her lip. “Perhaps you can wake me up when back?” She says snaking her hands into my back jean’s pockets. She laughs as Jeremy makes the same noise she did earlier. After a quick change and me borrowing one of Jeremy’s shirts we get Leo to drop us off into town. Jeremy calls Louis to get their location and we enter the bar “Moonlight” to find them. Owned by one of our Alpha friends from a neighbouring pack we find Louis and company sitting in the VIP section with a dozen bottles of Prosecco.

She does not understand why the prince suddenly brought the topic up. “Your Highness, I—” “It’s because though we like someone now, there will be a moment when we’ll meet our mates. Our other half. There are three moons for us, Lycans to choose our mates, Charlene,” “Three moons?” Adhler smiles, “And this is my first,” he leans to Charlene. His minty breath tickles Charlene’s nostrils. “But I am not going to mark you just yet,” “What?” “We have three moons,”

Isabella brokenheartedly left the area, knowing that her unrequited love for him devastated her whole life. The next day, Alexander left early in the morning to head to the frozen cave stream where their intense training is taking place. This cold place surrounded by fog is located behind the kingdom of Alabama. The area is off limits to others and they need to ask permission from King Bartholomeo before they can get inside. All the zodiac warriors are present. Their celestial swords have different designs and shapes but their armors are the same as the other warriors. Their leader is Leomord whose zodiac sign is Aquarius as he is regarded as the strongest among all of them.

Sonia said. “It is no longer news that your son Leo, is mated to the Omega. And also I know how well you detest such divine arrangement from the moon goddess. It is important at this point I speak out and tell you something Alpha.” Sonia said and looked at the Alpha for any expression and all she could see was just the Alpha subtly urging for her to continue.

He only cares about his country more than a piece of furniture. A dark haired man in his late twenties is standing in the middle of the throne room, waiting for Timur. The diplomat stands in front of the Knight and bows. “Leo!” He greets cheerfully. “How are you doing? And how is Arya?” Leo Romana slightly smiles back. Usually, he has a strict and cold demeanor around others but in fact, he is a very caring person who hides his concern for others. His golden eyes are almost sparkling under the lights and he is taller than Timur by a few inches. He is more muscular but hides it behind a few layers of clothes. The sigil of Ezealyra is flashing on his chest: a round band with a silver wolf stan