Raph X Leo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hearing him Noah again burst into laughter and replied to him “I didn’t knew that my little manipulation would work magic and you would come running. I’ll keep this in mind for further references. “ Without replying to Noah, Leo walk passed him and settling himself comfortably on the couch, filled his glass and Dexter tried wiping his face not able to register anything happening in his surrounding by his brain intoxicated by alcohol. “How much do you enjoy people dancing around you fingers?” Leo asked Noah in an antagonized tone, taking sips from his the lowball glass and making himself comfortable in the couch. Listening him Noah turned himself to face Leo and let out devilish smirk. “I wis

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

He placed his other hand over mine. "Fix." He didn't cast a spell. He didn't use energy. He just imposed his will on reality. I felt a strange, tingling itch. I pulled my hand back. I stripped off the glove. My hand was pink. The scars were gone. The fingers flexed perfectly. "How?" I gasped. "I had a lot of time to think about biology," Leo said. "It's just code. I rewrote the error." He looked around the room. At Silas. At Kai. Then he looked at the screen showing the Black Lotus in the South. His smile faded. The nebula in his eyes darkened. "He's loud," Leo whispered. "The Architect?" Silas asked. "He's screaming," Leo said. "He's eating the South." Leo walked to the screen. He touched t

The walls were lined with thousands of physical books and digital drives, the combined knowledge of the Voss era, repurposed for a world that no longer worshiped power. Leo, now a sturdy five-year-old with a smudge of soot on his cheek and his father’s sharp, observant eyes, sat at her feet. He was busy drawing in the margins of a thick piece of parchment. "What are you making, Leo?" Lydia asked, leaning down. "A bridge," Leo said without looking up. "One that doesn't break when the wind blows." Lydia felt a familiar, quiet warmth in her chest. It wasn't the searing heat of the Omega, but the steady glow of a life well-earned.

I shifted back and got comfortable before spreading my legs wide enough for him to see my glistering pussy. Honestly I didn’t think I could accomplish my initial plans tonight but here I am pussy wide about to be fucked senseless. Leo raised a brow “you need to know something” he said walking towards me like a predator hunting its prey. “If I start” he continued climbing the bed “Nothing will make me stop” kneeling between my legs in his naked glory. I squirmed. Adoring his body. I want that body riding me over and over again. He caressed my hips with his tie working his way up to my stomach and my breast. My legs quivered in anticipation of what’s to come.

It didn't take them long to finish eating, and without wasting any time, Luna finally addressed the topic that had been intriguing her. "So, tell me who you really are," Luna prompted, making Leo pretend to ponder. "Remember, if you lie to me, I'll definitely return those two gifts," Luna warned before Leo could even open his mouth. "Alright, I'll start from the beginning to tell you everything," Leo responded. "Everything, from start to finish," Luna confirmed. "I'm Leo Faxson, sixteen years old, a student, blood type AB, height one hundred eighty centimeters, I play the piano as a hobby, and I'm a descendant of Dean Faxson. My home is in Atherton, and—"

His lips felt so soft and warm and it did nothing but make my cheeks flush, and then several butterflies spiraling in my belly. ~ ~ ~ RYAN'S POV~ "Dammit, Leo," I growled, pushing the door open and stepping into my apartment. My nose instantly twitched, picking up the all-too-familiar scent. Rage flared through me and my fingers clenched into tight fists. "Where are you?" I snarled, finally spotting Leo seated on one of the sofas, his legs crossed as if he owned the damn place. "Amazing..." Leo murmured, not even bothering to look my way, holding my painted arts in his hand. I strode towards him, my boots thudding against the floor with each

"What do you have there, big boy?" "It’s my rocket ship!" Leo shouted proudly, holding the paper up high for everyone to see. He had used thick, bright wax crayons to draw a massive, clumsy red triangle with yellow fire coming out of the bottom. Right next to the rocket, there were two small stick figures drawn in black ink, holding hands. "This is me, and this is Mila. We are flying away from the mean boys." Julian walked over, his heavy boots sounding soft against the carpet as he dropped down to his knees next to his family. He reached out, his large hand gently patting Leo’s dark curls. "It looks amazing, Leo. You drew the lines very straight."

“Because when I will take it all away… it’ll hurt that much more.” *** Hey loves! How was the chapter? Leo is turning really evil, no? Hehe Do share your reviews and comments. Don't forget to follow for more. xoxo

I gulp looking at Leo. “Hey, Leo met his mate on our break.” Char says as she smiles at her Alpha. “Yeah?” I ask, looking at Leo as he gets this dreamy look on his face. “Yeah, Leah is the best she-wolf I have ever seen.” I smile at the look on his face. “Can I ask what it feels like?” Leo looks at me and a frown forms on his face. “Your parents must really be a piece of work.” Leo says as I look down at my plate once more. Almost faceplanting into it as he slaps my shoulder.