Spell Leah Novels & Stories

Cordelia stopped unpacking the groceries and took a deep breath. “I knew you would ask about them, but I have to tell you, I still find it difficult to talk about them, even after all these years.” She turned to face me and smiled sadly. “But I’ll try, for you. You deserve to know them.” “Your mother was named Leah,” she said. “And like I told you, she was a very powerful witch. She was on track to be the leader of our coven, and at such a young age. She was able to do things that I never was, but I wasn’t jealous. Leah was too kind and purehearted for me to begrudge her her abilities.”

SIERRA [The target has a basic instinct to protect his territory from any threat, no matter the gender.] "Well, are you going to keep me in suspense?" My friend, Leah-yes, thanks to her sci-fi geek dad, she was actually named after the actual Leia Organa from the Star Wars franchise. Until her mom made her dad change it, something about not wanting her to become a bullying magnet. She was visiting from Vegas and thought clubbing would be a girl's way to hang out; I ruled out Club Seven.

Leah's eyes were unfocused, unable to settle on Shannon's face. "Leah, I'm Shannon—your one and only friend," Shannon said. She held Leah's hand, trying to gauge her reaction. "Friend…" Leah murmured. Her gaze rested somewhere behind Shannon. It was only then that Shannon realized Leah was no longer the intelligent, beautiful, and enchanting Ms. Sullivan from the past. "Listen." Crouching down, Shannon pressed on Leah's shoulders.

“Say that one more time, Liam, and I’ll disappear except this time, you won’t find me.” He laughed at first but when he saw that I was being serious, the laughter died, and worry spread out on his face like smallpox. “You’re kidding… right? You can’t do that.” Rachel bit her lip. “You know, I have a spell for that,” she said quietly but I won’t need a spell for that. Living with Joel underground sounded tempting and was not out of the possibilities. “Absolutely not. Have you already forgotten how bad your last step went?” Leah reminded, folding her hands.

It hurt her to much on how Little her friends know about her. "Yes I agree, Leah, don't ruin the fun, have fun with Spencer. have you considered sex with him, say the truth" Aam said. A satisfied wide from spread across Leah's face as she crosses her tight and cleared her throat dramatically. Her palms went over bee chest and she giggled a bit.

And somewhere, in a house full of old paper and older memory, the real Olivia Grant’s fifteen-year-old handwriting waited in the dark, holding words that might explain why a bride would run years later from a wedding everyone else needed her to attend. Leah turned off the lamp. In the dark, without the pearls, without the dress, without the green silk armor, she whispered her real name once. So softly not even the room could keep it. “Leah Parker.” Then she pressed her hand over her mouth, as if the name might still escape.

Ro'Sau said. "You know you can ask me anything, I am not a call away but a call closer," Leah humorously says. Leah is known for making jokes when you all feel there is no need for one. She always takes life slow and simple. She believes in the saying that 'laughter is a medicine for the soul.' "I want you to take care of Heena for me. You know she can be very stubborn but I want you to be her guide. Moreso, I don't want her shadow to cause a nightmare for my learning here."

I thought to myself. She couldn't be so good at hiding things. Actually, Leah was very good at hiding things and keeping secrets but I already knew her too well. And I knew when she could get sloppy. I’d put a lot of pressure on her lately so she would get sloppy. I looked under her clothes closet and saw something like a kind of box fixed into the floor of the closet directly under her clothes. A smile crept up my face when I realized what treasure lay there. I slowly pulled open the lid of the box and I found it. Leah’s spell book. Exactly what I needed.

"Repeat that." "Don't worry." Haidan said quickly, as Leah looked away. "Asher is working on undoing the spell." "And if he doesn't?" I asked. "Then what is Leah supposed to do?" "Become a healer for the pack." Leah said, slowly, drawing all eyes to her. "I've been learning a bit about herbal remedies from Ian and Dion. I've grown pretty interested in it." I bit back my argument and met Leah's gaze, looking for any hint she was lying.

I am not missing him. “I don’t sound like a frog,” Leah says when she is done mauling Mira’s lips. It’s my first time hearing her speak. She has a lovely voice that’s fit for a band. “I sound like a cricket.” Yeah, they are weird. I’ll fit in with them quite alright. “Do you sing, Tessa?” “Nope.”