Attack On Titan Eren X Levi Novels & Stories

“Then Elio is born. But not as your child.” Silence. The house smiling. The walls transparent like water. There was no forest outside. No heaven. Only black sea to the horizon. Eren stepped forward. Slow down. His look at Cael. Then on me. He said quietly: “I remember Elio.” Everybody went to him. The older Noah stared at him. ‘Unpossible.’ Eren nodded. Tears were in his eyes. “He was never your son.” My breath stopped. Eren showed my belly. “He was your brother.”

I rolled my eyeballs and let his strong arms wrapped my waist till we reached everyone at the garden. A long table is placed with the foods, desserts, fruits and beverages on it. The six layer cake is in between the two human size character of Red’s favorite anime. It was Levi and Eren from attack of titan. He’s still a kid but maybe he got that personality from me. I love anime since I was young and so was he. “Aunt Bella!” A familiar young boy caught my attention. My eyes widened when I realized who he was. “Kevin!” Hugging his little body, I lifted him up. “How are you my dear Kevin?”

The look on his face was so sad. "Then where is Liza now?" Miyuki asked curiously. "He's dead, Miyuki. He was hit by the attacks of those damn creatures..." Eren said hoarsely. Miyuki fell silent for a moment. "I'm sorry Eren. I don't know..." Miyuki said while holding Eren's shoulder. “It's OK. It's a past..." Eren said slowly. "Hmm, looks like it's almost eight o'clock. We'd better get ready to go to the hall," said Miyuki as she rose from her seat. Eren immediately finished his breakfast and changed into his Jaguar team uniform.

he spits, weakness in his voice now. “She’s not yours!” Eren snarls, snapping his jaws and sinking his teeth into Nick’s shoulder. Nick screams, a low, desperate howl, but he can’t fight back. Eren’s strength, fueled by rage and love, is unstoppable. Nick thrashes, trying to get free, but Eren holds on, teeth sinking deeper, claws pinning him to the ground. Finally, Nick goes still. His eyes roll back, his body limp. Eren releases him, panting, growling, muscles trembling from exertion.

Shoulders squared more out of habit than strength. Up close, the circles under his eyes looked like bruises. The fur along his jaw was mussed where he’d rubbed a hand over it during the counting; the line between his brows had set into something that might never fully smooth again. Tammis’s body went subtly tense at her side. Rin felt it and, without thinking, brushed the back of her hand lightly against his arm—a wordless *I’ve got this*. She looked at Eren, and for a long breath, they simply regarded each other, two wolves who had just spent an entire season turning their deepest convictions into blade‑edges, then clashing them in front of everyone.

As if the worst was just about to come. “Get them out.” I forced the words past the bile that had made my throat its abode and without saying anything else, Lucien nodded curtly. He motioned to two of the enforcers outside and they dragged Eren up like he was nothing but a pile of waste. Blood trailed from his mouth in a thin line, and from his head in a really thick line. Ariel was also unconscious, the blood on her face made it easy to see just how ugly she was, and I felt really proud to admit to myself that ‘my girl did that’

Not only Anne-marie, but even the man who was supposedly Asher looked amused. That man pulled his phone from her pocket and dialed someone. “Get your ass here!" She casually said, "Something of yours is lost," and immediately hung up. "Don't be like that. Explain it properly. Asher won't come if you say it like that," Anne-Marie corrected. “Just let it be.” “Wait!” Liz interrupted the strange flow of conversation with her hand raised. “You’re Asher!” Liz pointed to the man behind Anne Marie. “No. We’ve shared space since the womb, but I’m Eren.” Eren shook his head.

My hands moved constantly, energy flowing to Eren, and he mirrored me, pushing and lifting and holding the enemy at bay. Finally, the hall fell silent except for groans and the sound of weapons dropping. The soldiers were no longer a threat. I lowered my hands, letting Eren touch the ground lightly. He landed, still floating a little above the floor, calm but alert. I watched Selene, and my anger flared again.

The training yard rang with the thud of bodies and the sharp crack of staffs colliding. Dust hung in the cool morning air, mingling with sweat and pine. Lyra circled the group of trainees with the sharp patience of a predator, barking corrections when stances faltered. Her presence kept the younger wolves taut, every motion precise. Then one boy stumbled. Eren, barely seventeen, swayed as if his legs no longer belonged to him. His staff slipped from his hands and fell with a dull thud. He clutched his chest, gasping.

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.