Raph X Leo Novels & Stories

He is from the Xyrian pack that are loyal because of his elder sister marriage to Leo. About his brother's marriage Leo to Vivian Xyrian was of age so she married into the second most powerful tribe wealthiest pack. It was love at first sight. They met at an event her seventeenth birthday. Leo looked at her with hearts in his eyes, she was astonishing beautiful that all were surprised at her entrance to the dance floor. The orchestra played a classic piece for the lady. Leo had come first for her hand to dance, and they sway to the beat of the music that the audience was in awe of the moment that they knew they were perfect for each other. ***

that had led them to the stone. "What are you calling it?" Leo asked, leaning against the stone archway. He had spent the morning in the gardens, his hands stained with the "Independent" green of the spring planting. He looked at the book with a "Loyal" respect—a son who had seen the "Apex Asset" become a father.

A genuine, razor-sharp smile tilted her lips. "You're the data guy from Sanctuary Logistics," Eleanor murmured, looking up into his face with a calm, unbothered confidence that perfectly mirrored the persona of the Linleys. "Leo, right? My master told me the new junior analyst at the pier was a genius, but I didn't think you’d be able to diagnose a structural drag deficit from twenty feet away." "I optimize supply chains for breakfast, Eleanor," Leo grinned, his confidence returning fully as he held her gaze. "Your rudder is just a very beautiful mathematical error."

Leo said, as if this settled something. Dante leaned back slightly in his chair, and she caught the change in his posture from across the room, the way the set of his shoulders shifted by just a fraction, something loosening that she had not seen loosen before. He was looking at Leo the way she sometimes caught him looking at things he hadn't expected to find interesting. "What do you do?" Dante asked. Leo blinked. "I'm five." "Five-year-olds do things." "I draw," Leo said. "Mostly dinosaurs. I can draw a T-rex from memory. Do you want to see?"

Leo nodded his head happily before picking a stick up and beginning to draw in the dirt. "But I need to tell you something first" Rowan sighed, preparing herself to try and explain Sky to Leo.

Making her even breaths to fill the rooms silence. Leaning back. Leo picks his glass to take a sip. While taking out the envelope from his pockets. Staring at the words written at the top. He narrows his eyes. "To Princess Camilia" Opening the envelope. He sees a couple of pictures inside. And as soon as he sees pulls out the first one. His grip on the picture tightens. It was of Scarlett,, naked under him. As he entered her. And Leo feels pure rage coarse inside him. He was seeing red , his wolf rising inside him. Thrashing. And he sends a mind link.

The following morning, Leo sat alone in the sanctuary garden. A piece of charcoal in his hand. A blank sheet of parchment before him. He wasn't thinking. Wasn't planning. Wasn't trying. His hand simply moved. Stroke after stroke. Line after line. Until a face appeared. Dark hair. Strong jaw. Golden eyes. A scar across one cheek. Perfectly detailed. Perfectly accurate. Leo stared at the drawing in confusion. Then looked up as footsteps approached. Mira stopped beside him. Saw the portrait. And dropped the prophecy book.

“I was just starting to enjoy the silence.” Anyone in this room would think we are having a friendly conversation, little will they know that a war is being fought right in front of them. He smiles again — slow, maddening, like he already knows I’ll have to speak to him again. And I hate that even more than I hate him showing up. --- It's late at night and I watch Leo scribble in his sketchbook on the floor. He has drawn a man. Tall. He has a big smile and two black dots for eyes.

What about you? Leo’s fingers hovered. He typed nothing. [Raven]: Guess you’re shy. That’s fine. I’ll see you later in the game. The chat closed. Leo stared at the empty space where her words had been, then shut the app coldly. He wasn’t here for friendships. He wasn’t here for distractions. He opened his notebook instead, flipping to a clean page. This time, he wrote. Sell manuals online. Build prototypes. Need money first. The plan was forming. Slowly, piece by piece, like the games he mastered.

Still, she could not stop looking toward it. At almost the same hour Leo sat cross legged on his bedroom floor working on his own picture. He drew Seraphina first. That part came easily. Then himself beside her.He hesitated longer after that. The third figure remained blank for several minutes. Finally, he drew a tall man.No face. Only height. Broad shoulders.One hand extended.Then he added something near the shoulder. A small star.Leo looked at it. He touched the mark unconsciously through his shirt. “Who are you?” he asked quietly.No answer came.