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Leonardo Urso 🌸
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Author. Fleetwood Mac Fan. 30. Phoenix, Arizona.

He/Him. Demi/Pan/Poly 🩷💛💙

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Indigo Nights: The Zenith Trilogy- Book One coming soon from @doppelfoxxpublishing.com
Reposted by Leonardo Urso 🌸
(2/2)
January 27, 2026 at 9:50 PM
“The air is sticky, clinging to his fur and causing his jacket to adhere to him as he trudges through the dense foliage of black and purple palm trees.”

Excerpt From
Tempest Sky.
January 27, 2026 at 10:01 PM
“What do you mean?” Aarden asks, his heart thumping in his chest, the hyena’s strong scent flooding his nose as she catches him. “Let’s fight. I want to see what Thaddeus Axton taught you.” “Well, I don’t—

Excerpt From
Tempest Sky
January 27, 2026 at 10:00 PM
“I’m surprised to see you drinking. Normally, you just hold onto that the entire night as I make all your money for you with my limited charm,” Marina Fletcher says, smiling as she strides into the room.”

Excerpt From
ZEPHYR'S DAWN
LEONARDO URSO
January 27, 2026 at 9:54 PM
Serving more as an institution than a home, Zephyr, Kyran, Kamala, Phoenix and Indigo learned to carve a place of solace within the manor’s many rooms, each of which is decorated with florae shaped from gemstones.

Excerpt From
INDIGO NIGHTS.
January 27, 2026 at 9:52 PM
“Some of you did well today, but as a team, there’s much to improve. We’ll meet twice weekly on Wednesdays and Thursdays from now on, and I expect you to double your trainers’ goals. You can thank Zenith 4 for this,” Thaddeus Axton says.

Excerpt From
ZEPHYR'S DAWN
January 27, 2026 at 9:51 PM
Zephyr’s ears are flooded with the sound of his own increasing heartbeat. As he struggles to drown out the noise, his surroundings spin, his mind slipping from his own body before a soft paw pad caresses the coarse fur at the back of his hand.

Excerpt From
TEMPEST SKY
January 27, 2026 at 9:48 PM
“Let’s go find the others. You stink, by the way. It’s a mixture of cigarette smoke, engine oil, and someone’s sweaty crotch.” “I’ll give you twenty bucks if you can piece together my night with twenty bucks, detective,” Phoenix says with an overconfident grin.

Excerpt From
INDIGO NIGHTS.
January 27, 2026 at 9:33 PM
If I send you this photo, it means I have plans and none of them are happening.
January 26, 2026 at 7:18 PM