Young Leonardo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

I make sure I've mastered the perfect corners around the mansion to place my cameras. Just as we reach at the foot of the stairs, the front door opens revealing a cute nine year old. His hair is ash white just like in the photos. He got it from his dad and grandfather. He has his late mother's green eyes. "Leah! I'm back and look what uncle got me." He runs excitedly to Leah holding a basketball but suddenly stops when he sees me. "Leo. Say hi to your new nanny, Jada." I'm really not used to being called a nanny and I slightly cringe. Leonardo studies me with a scrutinizing stare.

*** Tbc >> If you can fill in cast here, I would like to show Rara and Gerald's faces. So Gerald looks at Leonardo Dicaprio when he was young. He's so hot, make me think I was born in wrong generation. As for Rara, it's up to you to imagine who it is. Her face is not very beautiful, but a babyface is not tired of being looked at. See you💋💋💋💋

Freya sneered. With a smirk on her lips, her hands thundered together twice. And from the dark corner of the hall emerged three tall figures in black suits. The last of them pulled something behind. Something that came to light with passing seconds. And in a short second, a figure of what was being pulled was in the open. I gasped. My hands flew to my mouth as my eyes widened. “Alpha…Leonardo,” my lips trembled. Shaking my head, this didn’t feel right. What have they done to him? Why did he look lifeless? And how did Vogar get a hold of the beast?

I was so tired that as soon as my body touched the soft mattress I was engulfed in a deep slumber. LEONARDO…… "I'm so proud of you, my son. You are working so hard for the film. Everyone on the set is talking about you only. You have become a famous actor now. What's your plan now, don't you wanna look for your Mate? You are already 23." Dad told me and I smiled at him. "Yes, Dad. I'm only 23. Now my only agenda is to become more popular and more rich. Then I'll move somewhere else. You know this." Dad patted my shoulder.

The guy before her was a demi god with light sparkling emerald eye balls that were currently glaring at her and she flinched in fright, but decided to keep it in. Leonardo Vincento. "You never mentioned you were pairing me up with a little kid". Leonardo muttered but it seems everyone else heard him but decided to hide it, while his father glared at him to keep shut and he rolled eyes in annoyance.Leonardo noticed the surprised look on the girl's face and scoffed. It seems she never knew she was summoned by her parents to get matched up with a guy twice her age.

She didn't see the sniper angles he was currently calculating from the kitchen window. ​"It’s beautiful, cara mia," he said, his voice thickening. He kissed the top of her dark head, breathing in the scent of her baby shampoo. It was a scent he would burn the world to protect. ​Leo, now fourteen and possessing a quiet intensity that often mirrored his father’s, looked up from his bowl of cereal. He watched Alessandro’s eyes—the way they drifted toward the door every few seconds, the way his jaw remained locked in a tight, square line.

She didn’t want to scare him. “Norah, this little devil is Marco Gritti, my second cousin. He has all of his mother’s sass and twice his father’s disregard for danger.” “Ciao!” he exclaimed, waiving at Norah. “Leo, I was going to come in with you,” the boy said slowly, curling his arm around Leone’s neck and pressing his cheek to Leone’s with open trust and affection. He was now speaking perfect English. The little boy could have been Leone’s son, his looks were so blatantly Italian. Again, he turned his attention to Norah and pronounced what sounded like a coached speech.

I rushed out of the hotel room, put on my mask, took the underground parking garage, and jumped into my Bugatti Veyron before driving off. I’m Leonard Smiths—a musician and sometimes an actor. I have a twin brother, Liam, and a cute little sister whose dream is to travel around the world. No one knows I’m the president’s son; they don’t even know my full name. I go by the stage name Leo Smiths. As I mentioned, grandma is my priority; she comes before everything else.

"What?" "Luca Giovanni has a son." He continues. "His name is Leo Giovanni. He's a famous Italian model and Vanessa has even worked with him on a couple of shoots. Thanks to daddy, he has worked with the most famous designers in the world and is a famous face on the runway." I think I know where Nate is heading with this story...

The jean that is so low on his waist that I'm scared it might fall anytime. The boy has his hair dyed blonde and the way his blue eyes are hungrily taking me in, shows just how much of a playboy he is. A spoiled rich kid playboy. What a long title. "I'm sorry Dad, I didn't know we had guests" his eyes remain on me and I almost gag when he licks his lips. And here I thought Alessio was worse. "Maybe if you paid more attention to the family business you could have known, enough chatting. This is Nicole and Leonardo. They are Romero's kids" the man introduces and Alex's brows furrow in recognition.