Raph X Leo Novels & Stories

Quinn's eyes fell and never left me the whole time until I reached him. "It is a pleasure to join you in this trip, Alpha. May the moon goddess bless us in this journey." I smiled, followed with a respectful bow. Though his face remain stoic, his eyes showered interest and caution on my every word and actions as though he's trying to figure me out. "Unfortunately, your presence is not necessary, Leaxandra." Ouch, snappy as always. "That's the opposite of what this letter told me." I showed him the envelope having the Lycan's imperial seal with a pout. "The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held."

Noah said. "People here talk about you like you are," Leo leaned against the bar, his eyes sparkling with genuine interest. "I saw your routine on the old tapes. You are good and…” He weighed Noah from head to toe and back up. “Sexier in person.” he added flirtatiously. A nervous breathless laugh caught in Noah’s throat as a dusty rose stained his cheeks. "Thank you." "Well," Leo reached into his pocket and pulled out a marker, grabbing a napkin from the bar. He scribbled a number down and slipped it into Noah’s hand.

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.

ALPHA BRAHAM'S POV After breakfast, which I'd cooked while Millie watched like she couldn't quite believe an Alpha knew his way around a stove, Leo disappeared upstairs and came back with paper and colored pencils. "The dragon!" he announced, spreading everything on the coffee table. We gathered around as he drew with surprising skill for a three-year-old. The shapes were crude but recognizable…a small human figure that looked weak and helpless. Then, beside it, something larger. A figure that looked like a wild dog.

0 ... just like Leo’s.

Leo opened his small bag and took out a paper. He gave it to her proudly. Naomi looked at it. Her breath caught. It was a simple drawing. A small boy. A woman. And a tall man beside them. The man had no clear face. But something about the shape… The height… The posture… It felt familiar. Too familiar. Naomi’s fingers tightened slightly on the paper. “Do you like it?” Leo asked. Naomi forced a smile. “Yes… it’s beautiful.” Leo beamed. “I made him tall,” he said. “Because I think my daddy is strong.”

A text from Sofia, one of my cleaners . Sofia: Hayes Global wants us for the executive floor again. Double pay. I grin. Double pay means new sneakers for Leo. Or maybe that preschool trip to the zoo he keeps talking about. “Mommy, look!” Leo shoves a crayon drawing under my nose. A stick figure with wild hair : me, probably—holding hands with a smaller one. There’s a weird brown blob on the smaller figure’s shoulder. “That’s my special mark,” he says proudly .

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—"

Adam exclaims and goes after Verity who is running away. "Leave my friend alone, bro." Leo says as he runs after Adam while Vincent is confused rather to save his friend or sister or looks after his new little sister Kaira and I laugh at their antiques. "Finally, you are laughing." Ryan says as he gives me balloons. "Happy Birthday." I say and give him a light peck on lips. "Thank you. And I must say Leo is getting good at this." Ryan says as he admires the drawing of our family.

He ribbed, earning a scowl from Xavier. "Oh, so now you're the maid ? If she's hungry, she knows where to order for breakfast, not you." " I did order for-!" I tried to chip in to defend myself. "The fucking flowers? What are those for?" But Xavier cut me off as he looked at the flowers Leo was holding with disgust scrunching up at his brows. Leo cackled. "Isn't it obvious? I took my time to sort for these beautiful flowers as a sign of my devotion and love for Crystal Thorne." He declared, facing me.