Novel & Cerita Aot Levi

Levi patted his left shoulder. "Yes, you're right. He has to handle that. Levi, you're far from home. Are you sure you really want to do this? I mean, you can go back home right now, and we won't be pissed," Aeson inquired as he rested his arms on his knees.

He said, "Done, just get here." I pressed the unlock button on the right side of my elbow. "I'll pick you up?" Aryo might need a ride, I already miss him again even though we haven't separated yet. "Sir Levi, wait at home. I won't run away." He showed me one of the cards I'd given him in his wallet organizer and took a few rupiah bills from my pants pocket. He had memorized the location so well that it wasn't even awkward to hear me moan against his touch. Just smelling his breath, I could already get aroused.

Levi glanced at Ojaswi with wide eyes and said, “I have not asked you for your advice. So you better keep it to yourself.” “I am just trying to help…” Ojaswi mumbled in a loss. “You better not piss me off,” she said and turned away from her. Ojaswi rolled her eyes and said, “really? Do you think I am pissing you off? Do you even have any idea of how much you pissed us off since yesterday?” “Don't you dare to talk to me that way,” pointing her finger towards her, Levi warned. “Or what?” Ojaswi questioned, shoving her hand away.

Levi King is the polar opposite of his little brother. While they resemble one another, Levi is just as tall as Devin, standing at six-foot-two, lean and muscular. Dark, soulfully deep brown eyes lined with long, dark curly lashes that would make most girls green with envy. Light brown hair that he keeps shaved at the sides and tied up most of the time in a man bun. Levi is through and through the bad boy next door. Rides a motorbike, need I say more? His laidback persona only adds to his sex appeal. He’s ever so charming and has a smile so gorgeous it will melt the panties right off you. Unlike Devin, who is the responsible one, Levi doesn’t like to be tied down. He’s all about living and e

My legs go weak and sweat breaks over my skin when I look up. Levi.

And at the center— Levi. He stood shirtless, tattoos drawn on his chest and arms glowing faintly with power. His eyes were fixed ahead, but I saw the tension in his stance. The tight set of his jaw. He looked as beautiful as ever. Something fluttered in my heart, and I knew I was where I needed to be. I stepped forward, slowly, still in my wolf form. One of the elders was speaking. Something about legacy. About unity. About the future. But all I heard was my own heartbeat.

Levi had never been more grateful to have a loyal pack. Levi ran out of his office and straight to his living room to alert his father before he was planning on spending a few minutes reassuring Doriane of what was going to happen. "We’re leaving in ten minutes. Be ready," Levi told his father, barely poking his head in the doorway before turning back to the hallway. He had a mate to see before he left. "Levi, wait." Levi reversed his steps and poked his head back in the door. His father was resting on a sofa, his phone clutched in his hands and his eyes glued to his son. His bright yellow eyes that all three boys inherited were intense and hard.

He said before taking a seat by his twin brothers before slapping them upside the head and shaking their mates hands. “Anyway, where was I? O oh yes that is it Levi. So Levi has the patience of a god. He teaches several classes over at the school and fills in where he is needed. He has his degree in early education and loves kids. He started up a children’s program to start teaching the fundamentals in combat skills. His mates are actually my mates Gamma and the High priestess council members daughter, Lucy. They should be coming in any minute now as they are our first order of business.” She said and that is when I began to smell the most amazing smell ever. It was like being in an old libr

I demanded. He nodded. “Name’s Levi. I live in Oregun.” I arched a brow. “You came all the way from Oregun to Rockshire just to spill some dirt? You must have a lot of free time.” He smirked. “Trust me, it’s worth the trip. Do you remember that time back in middle school when someone slipped the test answers into Flora Roberts’ locker?”

“How abysmal. She really ought to—” I slide an icy glare in their direction. Aamon flinches and looks back down at his book, but Conaeth continues drinking his beer with not a care in the world. “Continue,” he says calmly. “Only if that dickhead stops the running commentary!” Levi chokes on his drink and leans forward in his throne in a fit of laughter. Damn, his laugh is sexy, even when he’s choking. His little advisor turns a brilliant shade of pink and flicks rapidly through the book. I’d like to shove that thing up his arse.