Romans & histoires Beverly Lewis Amish Books

“Haha. That's right, Levi Simon. Very good. Come on, let me give you one more glass. He turned around and took the bottle of wine from the table, poured it into Simon's glass, and then poured a little into his own. “Come on, please. Simon's hand was already shaking with a glass of wine. She knew he couldn't drink anymore, but what could a little girl like her do? “Isn't this Mr. Tom? Let me respect you. From outside the door, old man Levi entered. Beside her was Lady Levi. He smiled happily and took the wine glass from Simon's hand and drank it. He was relieved now that he didn't need to drink anymore. "Old man Levi, I haven't seen you in a long time, you are still as cool as before. “Haha,

Beverly slipped her arm through my arm and wrapped it around my hips. "As usual." I smirked and she looked up at me. Thank God, our backs are the ones that are facing grandma. "I want it too.. can you make it more for me?" Bev smiled. "Yeah sure." I said and she kissed my cheek. "He's the sweetest, isn't he?" Grandma asked her. "The best." Bev turned to her and smiled. She turned to me again and looked at me start to cook. The bacon and the sausages.

Bevis Levi remained dumbfounded, not answering her. Vera continued to scream: "Are you stupid or are you deaf? If we don't think quickly, we and our children won't get anything!" "Enough!" Bevis Levi yelled, causing Vera to startle and almost fall to the ground. Returning this time, Bevis Levi really hopes to be forgiven by old Levi. After all these years in a foreign country, there was not a single day that he did not feel remorse.

The book that gave the company its popularity was the book the author he adored… Azrael Mitsuki Bethan wrote ‘Time loop’ which was adapted into a movie, comic, and any form of media. Maybe I’ll get to see Azrael since I’m working here. Leslie thought as he blushed, trying to imagine the face of his favourite author. “You must be Leslie Campbell.” An elderly voice dragged Leslie out of his colourful imagination as he stood up with a respectful bow and nodded. “Yes. You must be Mr. Pemba, the editor-in-chief?” Leslie asked as the elder man laughed with his stomach round, breathing with each noise. “Yes. I didn’t expect you to be so young and so beautiful.” Mr. Pemba said as Leslie flustered wi