Spell Leah Novels & Stories

Spreading both arms wide, Leah planted her feet on the ground, her furious eyes staring daggers at her. Haley had to give the girl a once-over. She didn't need to guess why Leah was this furious. From the jealousy and murderous look in her eyes, she looked as if she'd grab a knife and stab her. Folding her hands, Haley pressed her lips together, maintaining a straight face. It wasn't worth laughing at Leah's pathetic state anyway. “Where does it seem like I'm going?” She faked a yawn. “To our dear Willy of course-”

"Are you Lila?" Leah’s voice sliced through the air, sharp as a blade. She held herself like royalty, a practiced sneer on her face. The years had been kind to her—smooth skin, an immaculate outfit. But there was something else, a kind of haughty confidence that had grown even stronger over the past six years. Ella looked up and gave her a small nod, choosing politeness over the urge to roll her eyes. “Ms. Leah,” she replied, her voice calm, unfazed.

She is going to marry him and take over. Restless and consumed by a burning desire to solidify her position as Killian's chosen mate, Leah sought solace in the company of her closest confidantes—Olivia, Halle, and Hailey. Gathering them together in the privacy of her chambers, she poured out her frustrations and fears, her voice laced with a fierce determination to assert her dominance and secure her future as the queen of the kingdom. They all listened carefully. With a steely resolve in her eyes, Leah outlined her plan to ensure that Elaine's presence posed no threat to her ambitions. She sought their counsel, drawing upon their wisdom and insight as she strategized her next move.

I leaned a bit to Leah and asked in a whispering voice, “What is a fidi?” She turned her head at me slightly, “It’s a greek word for the…”, she paused thinking. What was she thinking? She then started to wriggle like a snake and hear her sssssss as she slithered her body, and then she looked at me, blushing like a tomato. I pursed my lips, holding back a laugh. Looking down, I close my eyes to focus on not laughing. “I…”, I started but cleared my throat instead to avoid laughing at what she did.