Armin X Levi Novels & Stories

He couldn't help but wonder if this was what Lucian was into. Levi was around the same height as Lucian but more muscular. He was very handsome, especially with that toothy smile. Going by stereotypes, he would say they were two tops. He could imagine them both fighting for dominance in a kiss. That would be so… “What exactly are you to Lucian?” Artemis finally blurted the question. Levi seemed taken aback for a second but brushed it off with a laugh. He walked back into the kitchen but Artemis followed him this time.

His voice was barely a whisper, but the fury in it was unmistakable. Lilian stepped back, her eyes filling with tears that she didn’t bother to wipe away. “My Bjorn…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Why didn’t you tell me, Armin?” Armin’s eyes were hard, but there was pain beneath them, a pain he tried to mask with his anger. “I thought I could fix it,” he said, the words like an admission of guilt. “I thought once I found out who was behind it, I could get justice without dragging you into it.”

“Why don’t you introduce me to your real friends?” “Why should I?” I asked. Levi cleared his throat and I looked up at him. He hadn’t taken a seat even though Dylan was gone. He stayed standing and offered his hand out slowly to Calum. Calum stared at his outstretched hand, his eyes back to their normal brown before he looked up at Levi. He reached out and gripped Levi’s hand firmly. “I’m Levi. It’s a pleasure to meet Ami's father,” Levi said with a dip of his chin.

Lev's POV When I woke up, I realized that the insignia on my chest had suddenly changed into a lion cub with a wing. I was baffled as I ran to the incubation room and saw that Ari had already broken out of the egg. It's a female, but she has a male passive form. What's more, she had a wing similar to the insignia on my chest before it disappeared.

Levi It hurts!..

Today, Theo informed her that she is assigned to the farms… And she has zero knowledge about farming… But it made sense…. No one here really knows her so putting her in a place of authority would be a foolish move, so it makes sense to put her in a place where she can be easily monitored and have fewer chances of screwing up. The pack grows its own vegetables fruits herbs and spices. Remi, a young man actually supervises everything on the farm. No one can tell that he is not a warrior though. With broad shoulders and back muscles, she would easily believe him to be a warrior. She so desperately wanted to ask him if he genuinely likes farming or if this is a punishment of some sort, but since

quite good doing so. Indeed... He encountered a demon. Levi looked at Arista for a moment, then wrapped his arms around her waist, originally intending to unconsciously carry her over his shoulder, but suddenly remembering the previous occasions when she seemed uncomfortable being carried on his shoulder, Levi’s movements suddenly halted, then his arms paused, one arm crossing over Arista’s hair, embracing her back, the other arm passing under her knees, lifting her up. Stepping out of the wine cellar.

His expression was blank as his charcoal eyes assessed his surroundings. "Well, we tried to help at least before things went sideways. My name is Lir, and I am the Commander and leader of this rebellion. We have come to assist you with the fight against the Dark Queen. And by the looks of it, we have made it in time. If you don't trust my word or Apollo's, you need only ask Nesrin," "Unfortunately, that won't be possible. She had many secrets she could not share with us when she returned," Erik cut in; I could feel his eyes press into me as he paused.

Sam spoke as she shrugs. While the Wright women are indulging in the guessing game, Lexie started to fidget on her feet upon seeing Lucien's jaw clenching from what he was hearing. She was surprised to know Arvin is Levinia Wright's nephew but she has no time to ponder with Lucien's dark disposition lurking around. "But I would love to see them together. Undeniably, they look great. They will be a power couple to lead Silhouettes Designs" Arman's last words caused an unseen uproar.

Calmly. Not armed. Not armored. But dangerous in the stillness that followed him like a crown. Lucien stepped forward. The man stopped twenty feet away. He wore a simple dark coat. Black gloves. No insignia. Just presence. “Lucien Marchesi,” he said. His voice was smooth. Precise. Lucien gave no reply. “I am Levi Caine,” the man said. “Though once, long ago, I was called Saul Revich.” Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve got a lot of nerve walking up here like that.”