Tales Of The Tmnt Leo Novels & Stories

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

He dragged the back of his glove across his split lip, smearing blood along his jaw without bothering to wipe it clean. He smirked. “It’s good to see you’ve grown some balls, brother.” Brother? “Leister!” Coach’s voice cracked across the ice. My eyes wouldn’t leave Kade. He was Luca’s brother!?? Kade climbed to his feet like none of this had cost him anything at all. His eyes found mine over Luca’s shoulder, taking their time. “See you around.” He turned, then glanced over his shoulders. “Birdy.”

It was faster, sleeker, and carried enough firepower to sink the Vesper twice over. "Open the channel," Julian commanded. The screen flickered, and Leo’s face appeared. He didn't look like the arrogant prince from the boardroom or the broken boy from the barn. His head was shaved, a jagged scar ran through his eyebrow from the prison attempt, and his eyes held a hollow, haunted clarity. "Julian," Leo said, his voice flat. "Don't fire. If I wanted you dead, I would have launched the harpoons five miles back. I know where you’re going. And I know why."

"Leo, help me get him onto the medical cot." Leo, a young Beastkin with the protruding tusks of an Orc and the gentle heart of a scholar, stepped forward. His movements were fluid and powerful, effortlessly taking the brunt of the stranger's weight. Unlike the warriors of the Northern Citadel, Leo spent his free time sketching the ruins in a tattered notebook, but in moments of crisis, he was the squad’s unwavering muscle. "He is heavy," Leo noted, his voice a low rumble. "And his scent... it is dense, Rhea. Like a storm held behind a dam."

"The Vanguard-01 is ash! The reactors are dead!" "We don't need a ship," Leo said. He stepped out from the shadows of the stone arches. At ten years old, Leo was a haunting reflection of the man Julian had been—peaceful, yet carrying a gravity that made the air around him feel thick. He wasn't wearing a tactical suit. He wore a simple linen tunic, but the lavender scar on his forehead was glowing with a blinding, terrifying silver light.

"I won't bang. I'll play." "Dad, can Leo try?" Liam nodded. "Come here, buddy." Leo climbed onto the bench beside his father. He was six—small for his age, but serious in a way that reminded me of Liam. He placed his fingers on the keys carefully. "Show me where to put them." Liam guided his hands. "This is middle C. Press it." Leo pressed. The note rang out. His face lit up. "That's C?" "That's C." "I like C."

Leo replaced one breast as he sucked on it while the other breast continued to massage the other breast. Slowly I unzipped his fly and I brought his pants down, and revealing his gray boxers. His boxers made him look sexy but that wasn't my concern now because right now they were just in my way. Leo broke contacts and I moaned in displeasure, he took down his pants and his boxers revealing his rock cock. It is standing in erect, and I reached out my hand and grabbed it. It was such a huge and hot shaft and my cunt pricked for attention.

So when I saw a first-year Gamma hanging around the hall in nothing but gym shorts, I stopped dead. He was cute with big doe eyes, fine abs, and a nice ass. Perfect. I stepped closer to me. “Hey, aren't you the Gamma's kid from Moonlit pack?” “Yes, I'm Leo.” His face instantly brightened with a smile and he nodded eagerly. “I thought you were really awesome during the last match. I wish I can learn more from you and make my dad proud too like my other siblings.” He was already infatuated with me. That just made things easier.

Toby shouted, his kinetic energy already igniting the air around him. "Toby, clear the debris! I’m going for the hull!" Leo commanded. My sons didn't wait for the human security teams. They dived into the water, their Tempered Armor glowing with a beautiful violet gold light as they moved through the high-pressure environment. Leo reached the observation dome just as a massive crack appeared in the reinforced glass. He didn't use a tool; he pressed his quartz-plated shoulders against the fracture, using his own resonance to suture the glass while the water pressure tried to crush him.

“Well that sounds fun.” “Get here,” Liam said. “Now.” “Give me five minutes,” Leo replied. “I was bored anyway.” The call ended. I stared at Liam. “Are you sure about this?” He met my gaze without hesitation. “Leo sees things others miss. He listens where others lie. And he does not care who gets offended.” “That is what scares me,” I said. Liam shrugged. “That is what we need.” A knock came at the door sooner than expected.