Raph X Leo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“That’s a battle scar! Honey, to be able to drag a cheating Alpha through the mud in front of the entire world like that? I wasn’t that bold even in my youth.” She turned and looked at me seriously. “Lyra told me you have a nose that can smell the soul of a plant. More importantly, you have a heart that can keep a clear head through the worst kind of pain.” She took out an exquisite crystal vial containing a silvery liquid. “This is my unfinished work, ‘Moon’s Tear.’ It requires a special catalyst—an emotion born from the severing of a bond, one of heart-wrenching pain, followed by a rebirth.”

A pang of jealousy hits me. Serena growls in my head. “Fucking bitch!” “Jealous? You should be. You can’t have this kind of bond with him.” Leila mutters confidently. I get up from the sofa and look at her. There’s sadness in my voice as I say. “You’re right. I don’t have this kind of bond with him.” She smirks in victory. I hold the photo and start to tear it from the middle. Her confident smirk fades as she looks at it. “Because I have a bond much purer and beautiful than you can ever have with him.” I say and throw the shreds at her face.

Eventually, Leo tried to fold his hands and think seriously. "Wait a moment, I really need to think carefully to give advice that will make them ultimately happy. I don't want to give reckless advice to your friend, you know? I like love stories that end happily, like my love story with Alana," Leo said, as if boasting about his relationship with his wife, making Pedro roll his eyes lazily.

Just then my phone vibrates with a f******k message. I let out a loud belly laugh, fuck. Handing the phone to Liam, he too laughs. Leo is asleep at the nail salon getting a calf massage with the girls. “He looks cozy. I hope he gets polish too” I chide. Liam just giggles. “Whatever Liam, you know you’d go with Luna”. He just shrugs, “I have no shame, if she wants me there what can I say?”. Honestly, Leo is probably doing it to be near Ruth. I can’t say I blame him. He’s been in love with her for so long.

Vivienne beamed and answered him for me. Then, she whispered into my ear, "Leo isn't a scumbag like Xander, darling. He's always had feelings for you. And because he does, he has never released his pheromones nor had a mate—not even now. And as a healer, I guarantee you he is frighteningly strong. Plus, he can put a pup in you in no time." At the mention of a pup, the image of Leander's hateful expression flashed in my mind. My chest tightened at the memory, and I smiled self-deprecatingly.

‘Freedom is priceless.’ –Unknown DIANE MONDAY I wake up with a soft groan to the annoying but loyal sound of my alarm, my ever conscious time reminder. I cup my mouth as I yawn, tossing from one side to the other on my bed. After that tense, emotionally charged conversation I had with Leo on Saturday morning, he left to go see his best friend Ren, and I worked on expanding the concept of the game. Throughout the entire time I spent on the character sketches, I kept feeling so relieved. So featherweight. Leo really paid attention to me throughout the entire session that I just kept talking and talking, and even though I later got caught up in the moment and tried to kiss him, he pulled me bac

Decision SERAPHINA "SERA" MORTEZ'S POINT OF VIEW "Mommy, who was that woman?" Leo's voice cuts through the tricycle's rattle as we climb in, his small body pressed close to mine. Rio's head lolls against my chest, already asleep-he burned through every last drop of energy chasing kids at the playground, while his brother runs on a different kind of fire entirely. Leo's always been the spark; Rio, the quiet at its center.

My mother’s voice from the kitchen calling to ask if anyone wanted tea was real. All of it, every single part of this noisy, full, overflowing evening, was real and it was mine and I had not known for most of my life that this was what I was missing, but my body had always known, had always been reaching for something it could not name, and now it was here and now I knew. Leo leaned back against my chest and looked up at me with Nicholas’s eyes in my face, this perfect, impossible combination of both of us, and he said, very seriously, “Mama, I cooked today.”

“I wondered how long it would take you to sniff out the escape route. Pity I got here first.” “You’re bleeding,” I spat, trying to steady my voice. “You need help” “I don’t need anything,” Leo cut me off, his gaze flicking between me and Adrian. “Not food, not sleep, not even family. All I need is his empire, and your death, sister, is the key that unlocks it.” Adrian’s finger curled tighter on the trigger. “You won’t touch her.” Leo’s smirk sharpened. “Funny. You talk like you own her. Paper vows and stolen kisses don’t make her yours.” His eyes locked onto mine. “Tell me, Saphira do you really love this man, or are you just another pawn in his war?”

Draco stood beside a convertible with an armful of roses in one hand and a ring in the other. The ring was from a design I had doodled on scrap paper during my naive days of dreaming about becoming his bride. "Lea." Draco strode toward me and dropped to one knee. "Lea, I know that I've messed up. I've challenged Nanette's father and won, so my position is secure now, and no one can ever threaten me. "As for Nanette, I've banished her from the pack grounds. "Come home with me, Lea."