Levi Ackerman Manga Panels Novels & Stories

Levi reached towards the bedside table and pulled open the first drawer, taking out a small blue bottle. Noah vigilantly followed his brother-in-law’s actions with his eyes, trying his hardest to suppress the urge to cover his eyes. A futile effort, for when Levi turned to face him once again, not only was he still very much naked, but he also…! Smirked slyly and pushed his briefs lower to fully liberate his junk!!! 😱 His brazen movement even held a righteous grandeur as if he was releasing captured Pokemon into the wildernesses with an expression of ‘let it be wild and free’!!!

He flexed his hands, clenching and unclenching his fists as he repeated the motions a few times until he was used to the brass knuckles and felt confident enough he could punch someone without hurting himself in the process. Half an hour later, Levi made his way to his car, his box tucked safely under his arm. Mrs Ackerman was still at his place, cleaning out the fridge when he arrived. He spent a few minutes reminding her about the importance of discretion; she could certainly learn a thing or two from Angela. There'd be no raise for her for a very long time. "I'm sorry," she replied meekly, her head cocked to the side slightly. "I thought the lass knew."

“Don’t worry, half wolf, it’ll all be over soon.” I truly believed him. I stopped struggling and decided to accept my fate. There was no point fighting it anyway, I couldn’t win. One second he had his tongue running down my neck. The next, he was flying backwards, crashing into a wall. “Get away from her, you pervert.” Levi. He stood there, chest rising and falling fast, his face twisted with rage, his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles went pale. His sleeves were pushed up, revealing veins that bulged along his forearms. His eyes stormy grey with flickers of red.

Alex sat next to her wondering what was wrong with her, but the other one's breath quickened and the pain increased to speak in pain: L.. Levi.. he's in pain! Elsewhere far from the palace: Levi was sitting on top of the vampire and punching him in anger and his punches were interrupted by Edgar, who stuck a dagger of silver in Levi's back to calm moments and pressed his teeth in anger and pain and then fell on his stomach feeling that dagger penetrates his back and he can't get it out

Levi pushes up his glasses and smiles at me. "Over here we have Magner MacQuoid the shy one," she points a finger in his direction. He nervously adjusts his glasses and wipes his sweaty forehead with his palm. He waves at me. "And finally, Reuben Ackerman our golden boy," she says with a tease. Reuben just stares at me blankly with a slight tick in his jaw. He seemed irritated. "Let's get ready for our tutoring session shall we?" He says as he walks to the board and cleans a section of it.

Sitting with them on one of the throne like chairs is a man with very rough features, who I can only assume is the brother of Lauren, Connor. He looks very pleased with himself, but it seems that he nearly soiled himself in glee when the other door on the other side of the arena opens and there comes Levi, wearing a full armor like me, strapped in pretty much the same weapons as I am, except he has the typical bow and arrow as well as a big battle axe. "What do we do, Levi?" I ask him through mind-link again. "What's our plan of action here? I know that neither of us want to die. We both need to come back for Arya."

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.

Luna looked up and saw Levi's wealthy father storming toward her, his face twisted with anger. "Luna Ackerman, how dare you let my son take the blame for you? I'll kill you!" Luna was dragged into the prison by several burly men, where she finally saw a haggard Levi. The moment he spotted her, he rushed straight into her arms.

On a side table, a bottle of amber liquid and two crystal glasses glittered under the low lights. Levi walked behind his desk but didn't sit down. He leaned his hands on the dark wood, looking at her. "You look like a drowned rat, Lily." The bluntness of his words stung, but she couldn't deny it. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, feeling utterly exposed. "If you brought me up here just to insult me, I'll leave." "With fifty dollars in your pocket and no shoes?" Levi asked, a faint, mocking edge to his voice. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, sleek black device. He tapped the screen, and a holographic display projected a crystal-clear image into the air between the

Jack's eyes widened, his face pale, before he slumped to the floor, lifeless. Levi's eyes snapped to Kimberly, surprise etched on his face. She stood before him, the curtain rod still clutched in her hand, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. "We need to leave," she said, her voice firm. "Now.” "There's a lot of them," Levi countered, his voice low and urgent. "We have to fight our way out." He sprinted into the room, grabbing his backpack and beginning to pack with swift efficiency. The grimoire and other essential items were stacked neatly inside, but Levi's hands moved with a sense of haste, as if he knew they were running out of time.