Leo From Greenhouse Academy Novels & Stories

I picked up a magazine and tried to focus on the pages, but my mind kept wandering to how empty my nights had become. The door opened again and Leo walked in. He was nineteen, tall with broad shoulders from playing football, messy dark hair falling over his forehead, and those bright green eyes that seemed to notice everything. He wore a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and jeans that hung low on his narrow hips. Sweat glistened on his arms from the heat outside. “Hi,” he said, his voice deep and easy. He smiled at me, a little shy but friendly. “Mom says I’m on shampoo duty today. You ready?”

She was writing the script. As the sound of the gunships faded into the distance, Leo reached out and touched a leaf of the olive tree. When his fingers met the silver-green surface, the leaf didn't turn violet. It didn't turn gold. It turned a vibrant, glowing white; a new kind of life that wasn't in the Legacy Bank.

A part that Vogar and his men had taken full control but Leo had no idea about it. That was the game plan. Vogar was waiting for us to arrive at the exact spot where Leo would be made vulnerable by me. Vogar and his men masked their smell. Leo will never scent or sense them. A few minutes in, we arrived at that spot. Reaching for my purse, I undid the zip with my eyes fixed on the road. “You have to take your right,” I directed Leo. It was a darker part with little light. As long as Leo was in his human form, he wouldn’t be able to see through the dark perfectly.

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.

The violent, violet superstorms that had once ravaged this peak were gone, replaced by a breathtaking, localized aurora of Elder resonance that danced silently across the stars. Leo’s temple was not a building of wood and glass. It was a massive, open-air amphitheater carved directly out of the frozen granite by the Unbound wolves. As the transport ramp lowered, Killian stepped out first, pulling me flush against his side to shield me from the biting wind. But the cold didn't bother me. My crystallizing heart was already adapting to the temperature of the deep earth. Leo was waiting at the center of the amphitheater. At twenty-two, my eldest son was a literal giant, clad in a heavy slate-gre

Outside the window, the garden is waking up. - DARIEN’S POV “Come on, man! It’s not that hard,” I say, voice echoing off the gym walls as I balance upside down on one hand. “Easy for you to say,” Elio whines, arms crossed, wearing the face of a man betrayed by gravity. We’re in the Academy gym, he’s practicing basic calisthenics, I’m supposedly teaching. I laugh, lose my balance, and flip out of the handstand with a twist, landing lightly on my feet. “You’re just a wuss.”

"You don't have to apologize. My name's Leo Black-Sun by the way." "It suits you." "If you think so, then I'll take it to heart. Well cutie, can I walk you to class. I don't want to leave your side yet." He smiled back at me, those crystal blue eyes catching the light, "I don't want to leave yours either."

Leo? What was he doing here?

Leo was waiting at the outer gate with two warriors behind him and enough gifts piled near the entrance to make the whole thing look like he was the Godfather. Flowers. Wrapped boxes. A carved cradle toy. A silver rattle. A folded blanket too rich-looking. I hated all of it immediately. Leo smiled when he saw us coming, and there it was again. That polished, pleasant expression that somehow made my skin crawl more than open hostility would have. “Alpha Kaden,” he greeted smoothly. Then his eyes shifted to me and Lily. “Luna Amelia. I heard the big news, congratulations.” I didn’t smile and he noticed.