Raph X Leo Novels & Stories

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.

"You're persistent, huh? Just call me Leo," "Alright, Leo? What work do you really do?" Kalixo sat on the pavement. They are at the pier. "It's none of your business. You know it's really dangerous to be with me. Thank enough your a Montenegro," "And what do you mean by that, dude?" Leo's brows curved. He sighed. He pulled out his phone. Kalixo saw his wallpaper, it's a picture of Leo and a woman. "Who's that? You got yourself some princess?"

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.

“Hi Leo, my name is Rac- Anna.” “Nice to meet you, Anna.” And so Rachel sat at the bar and flirted outrageously with Leo who seemed to fancy her. He made a total of 5 drinks for her until her head spun. He told her he loved her jokes, winked at her, touched her hand while he refilled her glass, and asked her to dance. It was amazing what he could do in 10 minutes.

After all, Leo was just an ex. ***

He apologized. Not saying anything, Leo read through the content of the tablet. The caption read, “CELEBRITY FASHION STYLIST RUNNING A FINANCIAL RETIREMENT PLAN BETWEEN THE CEO OF ROBIN MOTORS AND SAN FRANCISCO FASHION STYLIST, ZAC LEWIS WITH HER SON, SINCLAIR."

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

"Dmitri wants to see you in the library later. We have a list of names for you to memorize. People you’ll meet at the next dinner. You’ll be charming. You’ll be vague. And you’ll be ours." The door closed with a soft thud. Leo picked up a slice of apple. It was sweet, but he couldn't stop thinking about the "sanctuary." He wondered if a bird in a cage ever convinced itself that the bars were just there to keep the wind out. He picked up a charcoal pencil and began to draw. Not a masterpiece. Just a small, hidden eye, buried under a la yer of beautiful, lying flowers.

"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."