Wordgirl Leslie Novels & Stories

Too light. “I’m… okay,” Jane said, arms folded, body angled away. “Want to come with me?” Sara offered, smile practiced. “Grab dinner? My treat.” Leslie turned, catching the picture in a single, sharp glance. “What are you doing?” Her tone was gentle steel. She stepped between them and held out an arm. “Come here, Jane.” Jane slipped to Leslie’s side. Sara’s hand drifted off the pendant at her throat—two branches of wolfsbane encircling opposed helmets—only after the girl moved away.

Moment of truth, gear up Sarah, I said to myself. Zayn, Melisa and Ashton were all there, Eric introduced me to the other two girls, Zerrin and Pelin, the former, a brunette with gold highlights and the prettiest sparkling grey eyes looking chic in stylish cutoff jeans and a beaded sleeveless top and the latter a tall thin sloe eyed beauty wearing skin tight shorts and a halter top. Wow, all of it looked designer. I felt a bit underdressed. Ashton, always affectionate came up to me and gave me a hug. I instantly felt better.

Georgia has tried for years to convince my father to have me take Leslie as my chosen. “Why are we here and why is Leslie in the dungeons?” Georgia asks. “She is there because she attacked her queen. This is the second time she has attacked the queen and it will be the last.” I tell her. The door to my office slams opens as Riordan and Cahir drug Leslie into the room and shove her into a chair beside her mother. Leslie looks at her parents and then at me, throwing a seductive smile my way. I growl at her, and she has the sense to sink into her chair and drop he eyes.

Author's POV: Leslie was beautiful. She had blond hair that was cut into a bob. Although she stood behind a desk, Mia could tell that she was more than that. She wasn't the receptionist because that was the only position she could fill. She was the receptionist because she was William's eyes. “That aside, I hope you're here to stay. William will finally be able to let me go. My ears have bled from hearing him talk about you. All good things of course.” Leslie said.

River "Miss Stephenson, wake up!" Our math teacher, Ms. Davis, shouts at the girl sitting next to me. I give her a gentle shake to wake her up, but as always, I get yelled at for it. I've always been the odd one out, the outsider. I'm the water girl for the football team because I can't play any sports. My two left feet always hold me back. One of the popular girls on the team, Marie, insults me, calling me the "nasty girl" and saying she'll have to scrub her arm until it bleeds to get my "nastiness" off.

Jaiyana’s voice left no room for doubt that she was there to be among the warriors, not a tourist on the grounds. Sheila’s blue eyes danced underneath her long lashes, a smile curling her lips. Her red hair spilled out in curls along her shoulders over her simple black dress. “I understand you have one of weapons with you,” she said, her voice floating like musical notes. “I do.”

I smiled and turned toward the sound. “Goddess, Solon, you couldn’t wait until the car stopped or are you trying to hurt yourself so I can take care of you,” Leslie scolded as she got out of the car. She looked me over and her expression softened. "You look like a pack Luna, Talia," Leslie finally said. "A real one." She glanced past me to where Della was standing. "I see Della hasn’t driven you crazy yet.” Della stepped forward with a wide smile. "Oh, it is nice seeing you too, Leslie.”

My pulse jumped. Without another word, I followed her. The school bathroom was empty, the door locked behind us. Leslie pressed me against the cool metal of the stall, her lips crushing against mine. She pulled away just enough to smirk. "Look what I brought." From her bag, she emptied out a collection of toys onto the counter—dildos, vibrators, sleek objects that shimmered under the fluorescent lights. I swallowed hard. "Tonight," she whispered, tracing a slow line down my arm, "I have a group of girls waiting for us."

Gabriel said to cut her off from apologizing again. Leslie's cheeks turned a pretty pink before she looked back out the window. What was wrong with her? She was acting like a giddy schoolgirl around him. She wasn’t as innocent as say Amara, but she had only been with a couple of men in her life. They never lasted two long as she had kept her secret from them and they always found a way to call her dishonest. They drove in silence for the first hour. The driver pulled over to fill up the big black vehicle and take a quick break for everyone to stretch their legs before they all filed back into the SUV and finished their trip.

We had sport that morning, I watched the guys played football it was SS1 science department VS SS1 Commercial department that Friday, girls were cheering guys were whistling encouraging their various departments. Lexy and delvin were good player and everybody was cheering and encouraging them, I smiled watching him play with all seriousness dribbling his opponent. They were everybody's favourite, both the teachers and students, smart, handsome and energetic. What else? Few minutes into the match, Lexy kicked the ball flying straight into our rival goal post, a roar of excitement and jubilation filled the field. They kept chanting most especially my female classmates, Lexy! LEXY! I rolled my