Chibi Levi Novels & Stories

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

Text message from Chika Capri decided it would be best to not respond after all to any of people who though she was being selfish. She never focused on herself and was always giving and overextending. She was an enabler for poor behavior and gave into people who were self entitled for what she could do for them. Most of the people around her never noticed her sadness. they would just assume she was ok. She never complained; she literally just didn’t know how to say no. ******* These days she was paddle boarding and reading books on her spare time. Capri even started a new hobby. She looked up some YouTube videos and took up painting for beginners.

"He certainly does." Levi is my best friend. We grew up together, and we were inseparable from the age of four. He towered over my small 5'2 frame at 6'3. He had an impressive physique, featuring massive biceps, a six-pack to die for, and a firm yet powerful body. He had the most beautiful golden locks that stood proudly in every direction, giving him the iconic appearance of having just rolled out of bed. To top it all off, he had the most beautiful deep blue eyes I had ever laid eyes on. Levi was flawless in every way, and even though he drew attention wherever we went, he had one little secret: he was gay.

Levi shrugged his shoulders as he chewed on the chips in his mouth before swallowing it then washing it down with the remaining content in the sprite before speaking up, "I was waiting for the pizza, and I got quite friendly with three ladies." "Ooou, Levi's getting friendly here, isn't he?" I drawled out before continuing, "It's a nice thing, you being friendly with girls, I mean. It's good for you." Ever since Levi's fiancee died in a car accident, Levi has vowed off mingling with girls, no matter how hot or loving they are, so me hearing about him being delayed by a bunch of ladies was a pretty good news to my ears.

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

Perfect. It was working. “EMARA DELL,” I chanted with my teeth bared. “HEALER. PRETENDER. FALSE LUNA. I CLAIM YOUR POWER. I CLAIM...” A tiny voice cut me off. “Hi!” I froze. Standing on the pedestal with her wings glowing, was the smallest, most annoyingly chipper creature I had ever seen. A fucking pixie. Pink wings. Glittering freckles. A floating ball of unhinged cheer.

My little cat had learned how to scheme. He nodded. “Actually, my family and I aren’t on good terms. So I don’t know much about their business.” However, the small smile on my lips didn’t last long. It disappeared the moment Mila spoke. “Levi is an artist,” she said, her tone filled with admiration and pride. “He paints beautifully. He drew some pictures of me on the island.” Then she pulled her phone out of her purse and flipped through her photos. When she turned the screen to show the drawings, my heart tightened.

Although Levi was a boy, he was much more sensitive than other boys. At the same time, Chatty obediently ran to Nicole’s side and stayed there. She hugged Nicole’s leg, raised her head, and stroked Nicole’s belly. “Mommy, will you give birth to a little monster for me soon?” Nicole looked at her speechlessly and thought, ‘They’re both kids. Why can Levi be so attentive to Aida, but Chatty is so naive that I feel like beating her up?’ Fischer pulled Chatty and said, “Don’t you want Ultra Princess?”

Levi asks, his curious gaze sliding between her and I. She looks back up at me as we respond with a “no” in unison. Levi’s eyes narrow on me for a moment, then he turns to the girl and flashes her a wide smile as he extends a hand. “Hi. I’m Levi.” I’ve seen that slick smile of his work on lots of women. Levi’s a good looking guy- tall, built, tousled black hair and striking green eyes- but above all, he knows how to turn on the charm. Dude pulls almost as much tail as I do.