Young Leonardo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

By the way his smile slightly falters, me doesn’t seem to like that very much. “I’m Cian. You’ve surely heard of me before. I’m famous in your little mortal world. For all the wrong reasons, though,” he says delightedly. I frown. As far as I know, I’ve never heard of him. I can keep the bite out of my words. “You can’t be too famous if I don’t know you.” “But you do. See, I’m a Sin, and I know you’ve heard of those,” he tells me. He clearly takes pride in bragging about his tier as an immortal.

His name was Leon and he was sixteen and he was the kind of player who made the other sixteen-year- olds look like they were playing a different game. Not the kind of player Damien usually found himself most interested in — not the serious one at the back, not the boy who needed someone to know the difference between difficult and serious. Leon was obviously gifted. The gift was loud and visible and already drawing attention from people above Marcus's academy, the conversations Damien was increasingly

He had a faint smile on his lips, softer than usual. “I see you’ve met Leo,” he said, walking toward us. The boy pulled back just enough to beam up at him. Lysander ruffled his son’s hair, then glanced at me. “Scarlett, this is my son, Leonardo. Leo, this is Miss Scarlett. She’s my PA.” I forced a smile, my chest still tight as I whispered, “Hello, Leo.” The boy grinned at me again, those green eyes shining—and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I knew him somehow.

“Laman got angry at a toy and his tiny fist cracked the wooden crib in half.” “I know…” “They need an Alpha Dad. It was true. I even had to hide the broken pieces before anyone could see him. Protecting my two pups was what mattered to me now. Leo and Laman were only eight months old, but they were just shifting too fast. I was surprised that even their eyes flashed deep blue and silver. They were growling like full grown Alphas. Mom we want to eat… we want to sleep…” My heart skipped for fear. I walked outside to spread some clothes and I ran in immediately.

Evie tells me. “The boys I can tell apart. Leo looks so much like Carson it's scary. You sure you helped make that kid, Apollo?” I tease. Leo is darker than Amanda, with Carson’s nose and silver eyes. He has the Kingston chin and high cheek bones. I would never say this out loud, but he reminds me of a young Michael Jackson, back when I listened to him in the Jackson 5. I really hope Amanda lets his hair grow out natural. “Yes dad, he is my pup,” Apollo says, taking him from Dalton and snuggling him close.

Before I could tell Stephanie to get out and go do something useful with her life, the notification for an incoming call caught my attention. I hit the answer button on my iMac, expecting news from Leo. “I told you the code was wrong! When are you going to stop being such a stubborn idiot?!” A female roar blasted through the speakers while Leo looked at me like a man begging to be put out of his misery. I raised a brow when I spotted, in the background, a tiny redhead arguing with Nino while pointing at several massive screens in front of them. “Patriarch... how have you been?” Leo said with an awkward smile.

I touched my stomach and whispered, “Baby, you don’t have a father. Your father was a b*st*rd, and he’s already in hell. But you’ll have a powerful mamma and the entire Corleone family behind you. You’ll be the new king.” Eight months later, I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. I named him Leo, like the lion. Instead of inheriting Luca’s weak brown eyes, he had the same black eyes as I did. My father held his grandson in his arms and laughed proudly. “Good boy. That look in his eyes proves that he’s a Corleone.” Leo’s one-year birthday celebration was more extravagant than Luca’s funeral. Half of New York’s underworld and half of its legitimate elite showed up.

Although it didn't hurt, the sensation of touching him sent shivers through my entire body and made me struggle to maintain my composure. His green eyes darkened, forming hard pools. "You claimed to be an eighteen-year-old delta wolf raised by a single mother, when in reality you are twenty-one, an omega, and the daughter of a scumbag. Did you think I would never find out?” Tears stung behind my eyelids, and my heart pounded painfully. Adonis' words stung like a bee, and I wasn't sure how much more I could bear. I shut my eyes tightly, tears running silently down my cheeks.

LEONARDO'S POV Leonardo dicosta age: 28 Nationality: Italian-American Job: CEO/Mafia leader of the Italian Mafia in America Family: Matteo Dicosta ( father) Devin Dicosta (brother) Best friend: Vicento Andriano Personality: Arrogant, unforgiving, Reliable, Brave, cold, and determined.

Jason explained and Leonardo cocked his riffle pointing it at Armando "You plan on killing me?" Armando laughed "I'm the Mafia boss here Leonardo DiCaprio and you cannot kill me, not unless you want everyone in my family to be out for your head" "Maybe you haven't heard but I am Leonardo DiCaprio and I always eliminate those that comes against me, regardless of the consequence" Leonardo said as he pulled the rifle's trigger blowing Armando's brain out "Bullshit" he spatted and walked out while Jason followed him from behind They got back into the car and this time, Jason drove