Levi Lennox Novels & Stories

My mind is already made up and nothing is going to stop me. “Then be careful sis. Or I just go with you?” “No, just stay at home and do as…” before I could finish what I was saying, my phone rang. “Speak of the devil!” I told my sister as I showed her the caller. It was Lenox calling me, I wondered what he was calling me for! I picked up the phone right away because I wanted to hear what he was up to. … Lenox POV… I have never felt this happy and relaxed in my life. I watched the shares of my company which have already been dimmed useless raise at a steady pace.

Nova’s POV “Are you just going to stand there and keep staring, or are you going to come claim your spot, Mrs Adams?” Levi’s voice pulled me out of my imagination, and I blinked at him like a deer caught in well, in sexy mood lighting. He had already spread out on the floor, leaning back against a bean bag, his legs stretched out and one arm casually resting on a pillow. He looked so relaxed, so completely in his element, it was unfair.

Si, Artie and Clive come to see mum when they can, Artie more than others because Si is always in Beta training and never gets away that much. Leah was now 19 and had dad's muddy brown hair. Her eyes were a murky grey colour and although her skin is pretty and flawless like mum's, her body and blood weren't compatible with breeder standards. She is a bit bigger than me and she doesn't have the nicest hair. She is pretty by normal standards, but not breeder standards.

The city buzzed below—cars, students, coffee shops, people rushing toward futures that still felt simple. And somehow… that world already felt far away. A soft knock interrupted the quiet. Vaelrion opened the door—without looking seconds away from murder this time. Progress. Lennoxley stepped inside carrying his laptop bag and immediately pointed at Vaelrion. “You growled less today. I’m proud of you.” “I did not growl.” “You absolutely did.” Lyra snorted into her coffee. Lennoxley looked exhausted. Not dragon-politics exhausted. Real exhausted. Work exhausted.

He was known for his cutthroat ways when dealing with the enemy, and that could be anyone from a rival company CEO to a newspaper reporter. He'd spent the better part of the last ten years building up his portfolio to what it was today, and he had the bank account to prove it. He hated to lose at anything and always took pride in the fact that he never entered the ring unless he had all the ammo he needed to win the battle. But this shit had sideswiped him, and he didn't know the first thing about treading these particular waters.

I am alone changing my clothes inside my room because I am dirty and sweating, cleaning the house. I want the whole house to be clean. I want the food to be ready before Duke arrives from work because I know he is tired. Duke is always travelling delivering things that their clients ask. He is working in a logistic company while I am working from home. I am doing my online cosmetics and clothes business, and at the same time, I am teaching English lessons to Korean students. Duke and I are already engaged, and we are living together in the house that my parents gave me because they moved now to Canada. They left their car under my name, too, and we are so lucky to start a new life together w