Slave Leia Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jackson replied. I took a deep breath, "Oh I know, I wasn't expecting them to go that hard so soon." I said. "Well, you know Ambrosia. She never slows down for too long. She is just trying to bring out the best side of Leia that she possibly can." Jackson replied. "I know she is but I hope they know they can't just beat the crap out of each other." I said, making Jackson laugh. "Yeah I think they learned their lesson. I have to run though, I'll see you at the meeting." Jackson replied before the line went dead. Alright so she was at home, I checked the time and I had enough to get over there and visit for a moment before I had to do everything else. "Want to stretch your legs a little bit?"

, the moon priestess announced in a loud voice. There was a sudden break out of whispers among the crowd and Leila herself stood, staring at the moon priestess with wide eyes. Had she heard the moon priestess right? Did she just say that Hendrik was her mate? The moon goddess had finally answered her prayers and given her a mate? Leila felt a rush of happiness, excitement and relief. The moon goddess had not only given her a mate, he had given her a kind one, how could she be so lucky?, she thought to herself and couldn't stop a small smile from creeping onto her face.

"I'll freshen up in 10 minutes." I closed the door and leaned on it. I was starting to get used to staying in this pack, and I was beginning to like it as well. At least I loved it more than my own pack. Only thing that was gonna change was that I was still a slave and everybody knew that. I still had some part of my mind occupied with Leo, but each time I recalled seeing him with Raquel, I want to hate him deeply. Too bad I don't have a wolf to give me crazy and naughty advice.

That was more than enough to let me know how right I was. Anya was too weak to be my Luna, and tying the both of us together with the mate bond would be a mistake on my part. “Stand up, Anya,” I ordered, annoyed by her huddled position on the floor. From here, I could see the v- outline of her black panties, and my cock throbbed in my pants. “She’s the best mate for me, for us,” Daiz growled within me, and I scoffed. Best mate?

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll just take the cab instead. He should drive you to your destination." He didn't say anything after that. I gave the driver signal to go without me while I boarded a cab to take me to the pack house. With the way things were going, it seems the alpha was suddenly growing soft for the young slave. He seemed affected but tries to hide his emotions with aggressiveness. I feel sorry for Skylar though, she has faced so much from the people around her. She was living a life she didn't deserve, forced to become what she isn't against her own will.

“And does Raven know about this?” “Well, I haven’t told him yet, I’ll do that now, we should go, the earlier the best. “ I slowly got up from my seat, Lita following suit, holding onto my arm like an old woman. It’s frustrating but, at the same time, a bit helpful. “I doubt he’d accept, though, that I’m thankful for,” she commented while we walked back into the palace. “And what makes you think I’ll accept his decision? If he doesn’t accept, then I’ll leave on my own, and he definitely can’t hold me down. None of you can,” I smirked, knowing I’m way more powerful than everyone else.

"Do you remember the girl slave I gave to Lucian that night? She was Leah. I had Dr. Jafar perform a surgery on her to disguise her original look, but no matter how clever the technique, it couldn't hide from her father's love. Lucian recognized her immediately." Jalin didn't respond. I could almost picture him, his gloved hands clenched into fists, his jaw tight with rage. "I thought Lucian told you after returning from the slave market," I continued, my tone dripping with mockery. "I didn't expect him to keep it a secret from you. It seems he's not a real loser. You are." "Shut the fuck up," he hissed.

“Elaine, I won’t lay a hand on you again. But if you starve to death up here, that’s not my problem!” Dave was like a curse, Elaine realized belatedly. She’d never imagined a fellow student like Serona would want her dead over him! She struggled, but Serona’s group was too many—she was locked in the rooftop room, and they even took her phone. Finally, she heard the click of a key turning in the lock outside. “Serona, let me out!” “Serona!” In the dark, quiet night, only the sound of her pounding on the door echoed. Fear seized her heart, and tears began to stream down her face.

She reluctantly got up and followed Lydia to the Alpha's chambers, where she was to tend to Jordan's laundry. As Cora entered Jordan's chambers, he couldn't help but be drawn to her presence. Her strength and resilience, despite her lowly status as a slave, intrigued him. He noticed the weariness in her eyes and the bruises on her skin, and his heart softened towards her. Lydia, on the other hand, watched Jordan's gaze on Cora with jealousy and possessiveness. She couldn't understand why he seemed so interested in a mere slave, and she felt threatened by Cora's presence. She tried to divert Jordan's attention back to herself, engaging him in conversation and physical affection, but Jordan's

' Leia trembled and froze. She stood in silence while Oliver walked over again and held her hand. "Leia, though Darryl looks like a gentleman, he's actually a horny, weak man. You must be–" Slap! Before he could finish his sentence, Leia got out of Oliver's grasp and heartlessly swung her hand onto his face. "Oliver, Darryl is my idol whom I respect. I don't want you to slander him, and even more so, I don't want you accusing my sister. Don't speak to me ever again," Leia said coldly.