It's Not Leviosa It's Leviosa Novels & Stories

Mia found a seat in front of Zion. “You still want me. You will have to come and get me.” Mia said with a cold tone. “We will meet again. This isn’t over yet.” Zion lets out a screech and the Lothian women that survived rushed back to behind the borderline, disappearing into the mist. “Until we meet again Luna.” Zion turns around and disappears as well.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

Dark hung up, staring silently at the ceiling… as if facing his own private battle. Meanwhile, across the globe, the villainess Levie was celebrating. Wearing sunglasses at night, carrying an envelope like it was an award, she strutted toward the hospital with her bodyguards beside her. “Whahahahaha!” she squealed as she leaned back on the car seat with built-in air freshener. “I can’t WAIT to see the face of that maid when I slap her with the truth that Dark’s so-called GOLDEN SPERM… is FAKE! And what he really has is SILVER SPERM! Budget sperm! Hahaha!”

Roared Levi, Scooby had just arrived when he found the scene, ambulance was already on its way. "Please... be strong, I... I didn't want to tell you the truth, but Isis, she's actually yours, she's always been your daughter, I took the test when you guys left, so you need to take care of them." Levi pleaded as tears dripped onto Leon's bloody suit. "I know... even if I wasn't sure, my heart wouldn't lie, Luz..." she called touching his face.

ENZO DE-LUCA. “One of the people you need to defeat is Leo Quinn.” Levi said. He had been reporting since this whole meeting started, and quite frankly, while I should be concentrating on what was being said, I couldn’t help but think about Maeve. I loved the way she looked so shocked when I handed her the black card. I knew she’d probably never seen one before, and I wanted her to get used to it because I haven’t even started spoiling her the way I wanted to.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

Alessandro gritted out. "Better things? Like what?" Ian asked him; Alessandro looked at me and winked, causing me to blush. "I could also be doing better things, couldn't I, Isabella?" Ian teased, and Isabella let out a giggle, fiddling with her freshly manicured nails. A loud groan came from Ivan; he tilted his head up, then he soon realized where he was. "You fucking bitch you fucking drugged me" Ivan yelled "Stupid little whore!"

"I got the video. I did not expect her to be such a gem. Those old Alphas are eager for a figure like hers." Leonard chuckled softly. "I told you. Do not let her current appearance fool you. She's got a good foundation. We'll definitely fetch a good price this time."

not enough. . . . . . . I constantly sneak into that room and play the one piece I was good at. And by that room, I meant the piano room. Don't know why. But I'm somewhat attracted to it. Now, I'm back in the library trying to find some information. "Levi Malcolm. Found it." I took the thick dusty book and slammed it on the table. And I flipped to chapter 1. Levi Malcolm Birth: 12 March 1988, England

Any part of my life, really. “Oh good, because everyone knows he’s a player who can’t ever stick to one person. Its just Caleb for you.” A guy with blonde highlights on his hair walked by our table and instantly reminded me of Levi. I also needed to talk to him to thank him about yesterday. “So what’s up with Levi? He doesn’t talk much?” “No, he just needs time to warm up to people. He has a very hard time trusting people and sincerely, I don’t blame him.” Veronica says.