Levi Mikasa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

’ (ﾟдﾟ；) Levi, ‘Hmm…Since I prepared for anal so thoroughly, would it be better if I entered through the backdoor after all?’ 🤔

He answered. I exhaled, " Sounds like she's a down to Eartn person, then. " Mikasa was pissed off by my attitude and he crossed his arms over his chest, before staring into my eyes. I had never seen him this angry before. He must actually think of Isla as his sister. "Can you at least try to make her comfortable? I know about the curse but I also know you have never tried to work on it either. " He was now irritating the living existence out of me, bringing the sad side of my personality to resurface again. I wasn't in no mood to get angry. Because I was actually happy after so many days. My mate was in the pack, safe and secure.

I planned to help with storing and cooking so that each safe area has an abundance of food for everyone that may be stuck inside waiting to see what happens. Instead of wallowing, or attempting to run like a fool, I push myself into a sitting position on my bed. Taking a few deep cleansing breaths I force my legs to fall over the edge of the bed, pressing my feet into the plush rug sitting on the floor before standing myself up. When Levi met Rose finally, I could practically see the sparks that flew between them. They may not realize it fully yet, but Levi is pretty damn sure that she is, in fact, his mate.

Jamari’s POV A finger being shoved in my ass momentarily distracts me from the pleausure of having Levi buried deep within me. I jerk up in surprise, only to be pulled back down by Levi, his lips meeting mine for a bruising kiss. ‘Relax Sweetheart, you’ll enjoy what comes next.’ Levi’s voice flits through my mind, soothing my surprise. ‘Just let go and enjoy Mari.’ Rieka purrs in my mind, clearly enjoying the thrill of what will come next from our mates.

she asked eagerly, her voice laced with excitement. Mike shot her a side glance. That smile again—the one that always showed up when Elias was mentioned. It made his blood simmer. He wasn’t stupid; he’d noticed last night how Levi looked at that man. “Do you like that mestizo pretty boy? Don’t forget, Levi, you’re engaged to me,” he said sharply, his annoyance clear. Levi pouted at his words. “I know. But is it wrong to have a crush on someone like Elias?” “Yes, it’s wrong. Stop dreaming—he won’t notice you,” Mike retorted.

I hated that he was making sense. He wasn't deflecting. He wasn't lying. He was handing me the truth. And that made me the hypocrite. "Besides," Levi said, stepping closer, his eyes glazing just a little, "my fanfiction was the only thing keeping me going that week without you. You know we're all alone in the train cabin for the night. Remus and Kyle and Evan are all eating dinner and enjoying premium entertainment I paid for." The air shifted. He smelled... dangerous. Sexy.

A silent groan leaves my lips, catching the attention of Lucern who eyes me suspiciously. Levi’s deep laughter draws my attention back to him, the twinkle in his eyes making me want to punch his face in. “What the hell is going on between you two right now?” Jamari asks, her curious eyes moving between the both of us. Levi turns around to face her questioning gaze. “Nothing you should be concerned about, Sweetheart.” He tells her, grabbing her hand to place a loving kiss on the top. ‘Don’t worry Kenji.’ Levi adds through our link. 'The big guy would choose me to mate with over all of the others.’

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.

However, I was more focused on the change in reaction on Aryo's face, he was adorable. "Yes, Beautiful Aunt ...." Oh, Aryo's soft, seductive voice. I'm jealous. "Can we meet? I-" The woman's voice trailed off. It was her phone call that I stopped. "Mister Levi?" He asked, looking shocked that I had snatched his phone back. "Just send a message!" I gave him the phone, with the condition, "Say your typing out loud!" Crazy! How am I different from pubescent girls when I look jealous like this? Does it show on my face? My attitude?

Never. Lisa stood a few steps in front of the men, unnoticed, as she attempted to control the vicious jealousy and anger that surged through her veins. She wasn’t a jealous person; she reminded herself. To hell with that. She was insanely jealous and wanted nothing more than to tear the blonde’s hair out by the roots. Was Mason out of his mind? Was this the sort of woman who appealed to him? One out for only what she could gain? But then, he preferred no emotional entanglements in his relationships. He demanded it. But over her dead body, was he going to flirt with some floozy when he had a contract with her? She’d shoot them both if that’s what it took.