Levi Heichou Novels & Stories

His muscles flexed with each step he took and his eyes. "Like what you see?" Trevor asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. He tilted his brows as she nodded. A shy smile formed on her lovely face and she stood, walking towards him slowly. Leila splayed her hands on his bare chest and let them move downwards. Trevor groaned. He had gotten laid recently. He definitely shouldn't be this attracted to her. However, he was. And her blood was another thing. He could not seem to stop thinking about it.

“Thank you so much, I appreciate the help but do you know where we can see a certain Levi Man. He works in the club as a bartender but I’m aware he doesn’t come till ten pm which is a bit far.” The man stared at me blankly for some seconds. “I don’t know what’s going on but Levi’s a good kid. He has made mistakes in the past and is paying dearly for his mistakes so please go easy on him.” Now I’m curious. What’s it with this Levi boy. “How do I see him?” The man looks at me for some seconds “Haroldvile. Block seven.” “Thank you very much, I’m grateful.” I stepped out of the place with Sasha and walked towards the car.

Levi was handsome. Levi Khari was nearing mid-thirties – at the age of thirty-two, he was closer to thirty-five than he was to twenty-five. His tall figure was fairly attractive, something that he has in his genes – his father was just as tall as him and so are his brothers. A thick stubble covers the lower half of his face – his brown eyes always compliment his olive skin tone. He looked at the woman and shook his head – he knows what they want, “Sorry, ma’am.” He gently pushed her hand off his arm, “I can't help you here,” he nodded, and before the woman could say anything, he walked inside the club.

He loves chicken and so does his owner. Levi has been awake for a few minutes now but he was too lazy to leave his bed. It was a Monday morning and he had classes. Only a few months were left until graduation and he’s very thankful for that. At the same time, he felt bummed out. He has a scholarship grant from the university in the city far from the place he called home since he was seven. The college here in his town is good but he wanted to achieve better things in life so he chose the university in the nearby city.

And that’s when I knew. Levi wasn’t ordinary. He wasn’t a plumber. Or a wanderer. Or some man who'd just forgotten where he came from. He was someone. Someone expensive. Raised, maybe not rich, but definitely... important. Precise. Educated. And he was going to remember that. Soon. And when he did- He’d leave. *** That night, I couldn’t sleep. He had fallen asleep quickly, like always. Calm. Breathing deep. Like nothing had changed.

Levi stood up he had thousand thiuts going through his herir he was already passing through a lot but goin bs k to square one was something that he did not want su all, he has been saving for years just to build up his own business but yo his dirosed everting just crashed, be fejt suffocated, he just wanted to let out the himilstin he felt he hated the way e ruin looked at him like a fslit, he was already tired, he was poor, a son of a Nobody He was tired of his life Levi was an itsilkain man, he just dark brown hair, black eyes, well catber bears that suited him, he had suited body, he was handsome with a stovtice hard face. After biding, Good beys, Adams left the resrurs, he had a s smirk

she responded. When she looked up, she saw Levian smile warmly at her. "Levian, what brings you here?" He wore a red and black baseball jacket. His ears were adorned with three silver studs, and a huge silver pendant bearing the initials "C" dangled from his neck. He had an appealing and rebellious appearance. "I just stopped by to see how you were. It's a good thing I did—an adult like you sleeping without a blanket?" Worriedly, he threw his coat over Melody.

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Of course, they would, the two of us were the talk of almost everyone around, and it was only normal and expected for people to be admiring our presence. “Ezra?” I heard from behind me. I turned around to smile when I saw Mikhail, one of the club’s founders, standing in front of me. “And you must be Lia.” “How are you, Mikhail?” I asked, nodding at the man. “I am well, thank you for coming.” He said, and I smiled, feeling somewhat proud of him. The man was opening the club, as his first project, after his father died. His father was initially in charge of drugs, but his son was choosing a different path, and though it wasn’t a guaranteed one in the grounds of a cartel, it would at least guar