Levi Ackerman Chibi Novels & Stories

"You keep your eye on him, Marina. I think there is something special about him. I can't say what it is but I just feel it." She left the room leaving Chad and me to stare at one another over her odd behavior. He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head a little, "Well goodnight, Marina. Remember come get us if you need help." "I will, Chad. Goodnight." I sat down on the edge of the sofa and took my first good look at Levi. From the looks of things he appeared to be part Native American. Even though he was pale I could see that his complexion was naturally dark. Long black eyelashes dusted the tops of his beautifully high cheekbones. At one time his nose must have been broken cause it crook

Cupid crosses his arms over his chest. "Hunter?" I look down, seeing the small person known as Charlie. "I know you're big and scary. But-but," He stutters, he's very young, he's only around 3 to 4 years old. He can barely string sentences together. "Could you maybe let Levi talk?" He looks up at me with his big, sparkling, innocent blue eyes. He barely knew how the system works. It is impossible to say no to him.

Chris, why do you sound like my mother, why can't you just be like all my other friends and talk shit about that asshole. Behind me, I heard a familiar voice say, "That asshole is prepared to depart." levi was standing at the skatepark's edge when I gasped in surprise and turned to look around. He had his dark hair pulled back in a fine suit, and he didn't appear to be amused by me at all. I yelled at him, "I'm saying goodbye to my friends, levi. I'll be back later." He hissed, "We're leaving now, mabella.

I don't know if I've been so turned on by a look before. "Phoebe, I've loved you for so long," he whispers. His voice comes out husky and dark. It sends shivers through my spine and an ache in my core. I squirm with the need to reach out to him. "Huh? I thought you didn't want me," I gasp, trying to focus on his words and not the need building up inside me. Levi shakes his head vigorously. "No! That wasn't it! It's just, I was 11, and my little head just didn't understand how a fire bird and a water dragon would work. So I decided it wouldn't," he admits in shame.

I said teasingly. Levi touched my tummy and rub it gently, and then smiled. ‘This definitely my Little Wolf,’ Levi said smiling. “What the hell?” I asked angrily. ‘Bad momma wolf,’ Levi said teasingly, as he bend over to face my tummy. ‘Little wolf, don’t listen to that, it’s bad. Momma wolf is bad, so always look for daddy wolf okay?’ I felt Leia forcing her way to take control. I heard a growl escape my mouth. Drake stood up straight, with black eyes.

Levi is muscular and has long silver blonde hair that he tries back. His brown eyes sparkle like he thinks something’s funny but doesn’t want to share what it is. He has dimples that poke out on both cheeks when he smiles but he doesn’t smile as much as he did when we were kids. He’s gotten paler since we were kids. I remember a young tan dirty blonde hair but now, his skin is fair and his hair is silver blonde.

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.

“So… which grade are you in now, handsome prince?” A secret smile lifted my lips—relief flooding through me at the sound of him engaging with my boy. Lebi practically lit up, twisting toward Levi faster than lightning. “O-Oh! I’m in first grade, Handsome brother! And I’m top of my class!” His voice bubbled with pride, and both Levi and I grinned. “Oh? Really? That is cool. Fits a face as handsome as yours—good-looking and smart!” Levi’s tone was thick with pride, and I had to fight to keep from beaming like a fool.

He hadn't come back from wherever he went yet and it was getting pretty late. We ate silently, well.... except for my mum, who tried to start a conversation with the strange kid whose name turned out to be Levi. I sighed. He wasn't anything like Levi Ackerman, or I would have married him on the spot. He only nodded or responded 'yes' depending on what he was asked. My mum asked him what his favourite colour, food, game, and movie was but guess what? ....he didn't respond to any of that.

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.