Spike Lee Novels & Stories

**FLASHBACK** Leia POV I was finishing the final touches of my look. I curled my blonde hair but pinned it back on both sides, blue jeans and a black tank top. I wasn't overly flashy and this was a human party that I decided to go to. "Leia, we really shouldn't go. We have been warned to stay inside the lands." Una nagged. "It is just for a couple hours Una, we will make an appearance and then come back home. I promise." I replied. "Just know that I do not agree with this." Una said before pushing herself to the back of my mind. I know she means well and I should probably listen but I am due for a good time. My best friend is a luna of a pack now, I've been a little sad, I really miss her.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Sie after a hot minute. “What about Mr. Lee?” she asked curious about the other member of the core 3. "Although Mr. Lee looks a bit childish with his extravagant and in your face bright coloured outfit and overdramatic behaviour, he is actually a strategy genius. He places close attention to marketing and production. Any product made in his guidance is fool proof. He is also a master manipulator. He can sell anything and everything. He knows how to make thing interesting and what will attract the customers attention the most" Sashi explained with utmost sincerity.

Steve Lee’s face was as swollen as a pig. He was screaming furiously while his mouth and nose were bleeding profusely. He was an extremely well-known prodigy back in Country J, adept at literature and combat prowess! He was also the last disciple of the Taekwondo master back in the day! The representative of Star Chaebol’s kid! No matter the perspective, he was still a big character with a great status. But at this moment, he was just a drowning dog in front of Harvey. He had exhausted all his strength to fight back.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

From Boma's observation, he seemed like the lousy kind who just liked to be noticed. Sitting back in a relaxed manner against his chair, Donovan folded his arms and stared at the guy intently, intimidating him without uttering a word. Unsettled, the guy slowly stepped back. Another guy hurried over and apologized to Donovan. "We are very sorry." he said, "My friend is quite high." He began pulling the retreating dude away, hastening his retreat and whispering words of caution in his ear. Boma heard the words, "You better be careful, man. That guy is bad. He is a Point one."

Thank you. Zairo Lee

She nods, and I have every intention of bringing a cup back for her, but she follows me toward the kitchen instead- no doubt feeling uncomfortable under the heavy gazes of my curious pack members. Once in the kitchen, I grab a couple of mugs from the cabinet and reach for the coffee pot. As I start to fill them, I see a flash of blonde hair in my peripheral vision- a little boy bounds into the room, heading straight for Serena. I recognize him as Liam, the four-year-old son of one of my pack members. He slows on his approach, reaching up to grab onto Serena’s jacket sleeve and tugging it to get her attention. I watch as Serena turns to peer down at Liam, smiling. “Oh, hello,” she greets warm

I went in through the main gates and saw Jody standing there, waving at me to get my attention. Jody Lin, a 17 year old Chinese-American teenage boy. He was nothing special, just like me. Had great taste in music, was a literal Picasso and stood at a whopping 6 feet with black hair and baby blue eyes which were bigger than the moon and a blessing from his Caucasian father. "Sup bitch" Jody asked and I elbowed him in the guts. "Noone says "sup" anymore" I said and sighed. This boys might be a shit ton similar to me but it was hard for him to keep up with the youngster slangs.

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”