Slave Leia Jabba Novels & Stories

“It’s said that Lebron has killed at least eight hundred people.” “Lebron always gets his kill in one shot. He’s invincible.” “Though I wouldn’t say he’s completely now that he’s in Mordu.” “At the very least, he wouldn’t dare offend my master, Chief Leonard Bray.” “My master is an expert who has been around since the old ages. Even though he’s close to a hundred years old, his Bajiquan is considered odly. Forget fighting him, Lebron can’t even get close to him!”

He can feel it. “We were just so nervous. It’s been so long since we saw Alice and I’m so eager to see her again.” Queen Leia said sadly while letting out a deep sigh. “We all are. But all we can do now is to wait patiently.” Cybelle said, and everybody sighed. Meanwhile, both Sabrina and Layla were pacing back and forth nervously while the others were watching them with dizzy expressions.

I reminded her. “Tomato, potato. Let me out so I can get my paws on her.” Leia growled. “The phrase is tomato tomato.” I giggled. Leia huffed and retreated, choosing to end our conversation. Jacques reached for the iPad resting on Nate’s desk. “I’m going to show you a photo. You’re going to tell me if you recognise any of the girl’s or not.” He told Danny.

Jamal said and I groaned out loud like someone punched me in the gut. "Is there a problem, Ms. Moonshadow?" Jamal asked with a raised eyebrow. "She is just excited to be my partner, Professor Khan," Leia said, coming up to sit beside me. I leaned away instinctively. Jamal looked skeptical but he nodded and turned away to address the other students. "Let me guess, you can not wait to torment me?" I asked sarcastically. "You know me so well," Leia replied with a cold smile. "This is going to be fun."

I asked, trying to keep my tone as leveled as possible so they don’t think I’m as panicked as I internally am. Cal turns to Cane as if looking for reassurance to speak up, quickly making me lose my patience. I snapped my fingers in between them to get their attention back. “In this lifetime, Cal! Tell me!” I ordered and they both became flustered. “Y— yes! Sorry, Alpha! Um, Leia— she— she’s released the slaves.” I blinked once. Twice. And by the third time when I realized they didn’t seem to be making a joke, I quickly put two and two together.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Leia – POV "Explain. What did you find out, and what is Queen Heather planning?" I demanded. Jennifer glanced anxiously out the window, noting the security guards advancing on the hotel. "I believe the Rebellion group has been caught this time," Jennifer whispered. "We need to teleport and fast." I clutched my backpack as Jennifer conjured a vortex. Moments later, we landed in an old wooden house that appeared long abandoned. "Leia, while I was imprisoned, I learned that her resentment towards me wasn't solely because Veronica died in your realm. She despises the power you wield and feels threatened by it because—" Jennifer stopped abruptly, conjuring a piece of paper with magic.

Lucas' POV "This is Gean Lee. He's Leah's assistant," Jorah introduced him. I sized Gean up, feeling an unexpected wave of discomfort. It unsettled me that Leah worked so closely with someone who looked this good. "Alpha Lucas, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," Gean said, bowing slightly. "I need you to talk to a deranged telepathic prince," I explained. "He’s imprisoned, yet he’s still controlling other werewolves. I need you to get him to stop without hurting him, since the King plans to deal with his mind later."

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”