Kevin Levin Novels & Stories

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father. Valerian wore a long black jacket over a waistcoat that was buttoned down. A black long-sleeved shirt underneath hugged his skin. Unlike the other black parts of the jacket, the top collar, the lapels, his cuffs, the buttons, and the center fronts of the coat were striking gold. His long black hair fell graciously on his shoulders. “Who’s that?” I asked pointing at a man that walked beside my father as he approached us. “Oh, that’s King Iyrick of Meldonis. This year’s ball will be hosted in his palace. I’m guessing he came to personally escort us to his kingdom.” Valerian answered, waving at the unfamiliar old man.

ALVIN “I’m telling you, Master Joshua, your chef is a god,” Kevin yelled, leaning back on the chairs with his hands dramatically in the air. “If you ever get tired of him, send him my way. Not sure how I'm going to afford him though.” he burped loudly and everyone shook their heads at him. Josh rolled his eyes, looking a lot more like his usual self now that he had Emily glued to his side. “I’ll be sure to pass that along, Kev.”

Kansas City, Missouri, America, 1983 Jordan Findley wanted to see him in his office, and in Aaron’s experience, that was either a very good thing, or a very bad one. Though the Guardian Leader rarely raised his voice, an admonishment from him was much like disappointing a favorite parent, and as Aaron made his way to the top floor of the office building, he hoped this was good news.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Haden finished taking a sip of his wine. "It's not a game," I said. "Oh it is... and my guess would be... Loren has almost won," he said, his eyes gesturing to where Leo's hand was.

"Kevin, maintain a close watch on that trail." "I’ve already vetted the lead," Kevin continued. "It’s a collaborative effort from several Academy scholars, spearheaded by a male named Kenneth Nelson. He holds a staggering number of patents and is a rare talent in the field." I had a strange, prickling sensation that Grant’s posture stiffened the moment Kenneth’s name was uttered, but he masked it instantly. The briefing rolled on. As a junior strategist, I had no seat at the high table, so I kept my head down and focused on transcribing the meeting.

Kieran repeated, narrowing his eyes in frustration. Levin smirked. “I have a story for you. Earlier, I saw a woman sitting in the middle of the road. I stopped the car and got out, but the moment she saw me, her face twisted in anger. She accused me of being disgusting and said I kissed her. Me! Like hell I did. I never even touched her.” He acted repulsed, as if the very idea made him sick. Kieran could not help but laugh a little. The way Levin was acting reminded him of himself. Same face, same voice. Unfortunately. Sometimes he hated that they looked identical. If only he could be the only one called handsome.

The young man paused before adding, "Oh, wait. I should probably address you as Dr. Yale, shouldn't I?" Jennifer looked at him with a frown, her confusion evident. It was rare for someone to know her real name. Who was this person? Did he know her from before? "Dr. Yale, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Kevin Heat from Yeager Group. Have you heard of us? We've been a competitor of Lance Group for years." Jennifer listened with a puzzled expression. Yet, she had a feeling that Kevin wasn't there with good intentions. She leaned back and asked coldly, "And? What does this have to do with me?"

Delilah’s eyes glistened, emotion flickering briefly across her usually guarded features, but she held her composure. Kael’s voice lowered, gentle yet powerful. “He showed us that no one is beyond redemption. That no matter our mistakes, it’s never too late to do the right thing. And for that, we will honor him. For that, he will be remembered as a good man. He will be the remembered as the man who saved two women that would have sided against us and yet have also chosen different side. A different side than family. Family of blood and half chosen to make amends as they became family by choice.”