Levi Mikasa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Without warning, Levi lunged at Mica. I gasped, thinking there was going to be a Lycan fight right in front of my eyes. My Levi’s movements were slower than I expected, almost weaker. “What the fuck,” Levi gasped, staring down at his own hands when Mica easily dodged the attack. “You’ve been stripped of your title,” Jeremy said, sounding almost bored. “W…what?” Levi gasped. “Y… you can’t do that!”

“Are you, you know, gay? Not that I care, of course, but…” Levi laughed at his friend’s discomfort but appreciated his obvious concern about his welfare. “No, man, I like the ladies just fine. I’m just very focused. No time for the bullshit, you know?” Mike nodded his head like he did but Levi knew he didn’t get it. Mike was married to a perky, former cheerleader who worshiped the ground he walked on and he returned the sentiment. They were the couple Levi had imagined he and Dani would be someday back in high school.

*** Malea's POV (A couple hours later) I peeked up through my lashes and glanced up at Levi who was staring intently at his menu. He glanced up for a second and before he could catch my eye, I returned my attention back to my menu. Levi had taken me out to several dates and we'd had so much fun each time. It was somewhat strained being with him because I felt like I couldn't always say what I wanted, but he was honestly so sweet, that didn't even matter. "The Risotto sounds delicious." I offered after I'd closed my menu.

"You want me to pretend to be your fiancée." Levi took a slow sip of his drink, his gray eyes never leaving her face. He swirled the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly against the crystal. "It’s a simple arrangement. You need a roof over your head, protection from the people who erased you, and eventually, the truth about who you are. I need a weapon."

It made the little hairs on my arms stand up. She turned to me, eyes wide. “He’s bluffing. Right?” I didn’t answer. My mouth wouldn’t work. Levi waited a beat, then said, “What is it you think I’m going to do? Eat you?” He let the silence hang, as if he enjoyed watching Maya scramble for an answer. Maya glared, planting her feet. “I don’t know, man. I just know you’re a freak who collects people like Pokémon. I’ve seen you stalk Ava all over campus. You think you’re better than everyone, but you’re just a lonely creep with too much money.”

I said awkwardly. “Yes… oh,” Levi chuckled. “So… you missed me?” I asked. “That’s a loaded question, Ami,” Levi said. “Is it? Aren’t we friends?” I asked. “Is that what we are?” Levi asked. “If we aren’t, then what are we?” I asked. “I’m only teasing. I’m whatever you need me to be,” Levi said quietly. “Levi…” I trailed off. “Well! I rented Ever After,” Levi said. I squealed. Yes, squealed.

"Okay, you suffocating me! I'm still growing." I chucked and let her go. "Sorry." "I'll call Joshua and ask him to get some of the ingredients," Levi said, twirling the broken crystal in his hand. "Why don't you go watch scooby doo in the living room in the meantime, cutie," he told Mia and she smiled. "Okay," she said cheerfully, wiping at her eyes and skipping out of the room. Once she was gone Levi's eyes were wide. "She doesn't smell like a wolf, May. I mean she does but she has this overly floral underlying scent to her."

“None of your fans are sane.” Lev folded his arms across his chest, his eyes still tightly shut. “I didn’t know I had fans.” “That is the biggest lie of the century.” Vero saw Lev’s body shaking with laughter, even though he didn’t let it out, and it made her smile broadly. “Did you know Mia is also your big fan? She once confronted me because I approached you. I already told her I hate you.” “You don’t look like you hate me,” Lev mumbled.

Levi pulls off my shirt and bra and then pulls down my pants. His mouth moves to my sex. He licks it over the lingerie, but I immediately stop him. "Don't get distracted. You promised to talk to me." "This is much more interesting than talking," he demands. "I don't care." I take off my underwear and look at him with a raised eyebrow. "You owe me." Levi sighs and climbs into the tub. I follow him closely, feeling the warm water immediately start to relax my body. My back lies against Levi's chest, and he begins to massage my shoulders slowly and precisely, causing the tension to fade.

As our eyes meet, he tries to hide his smile but that sneering, glaring, glower is still on his face as he speaks, “While I don’t support any woman being called a bitch, what you did wasn’t nice at all, Lyra. Why would you do something like that to your best friend?” There’s a gleam in Levi’s eyes that tells me he hasn’t forgotten what Cassie told him about her thesis. He hasn’t forgotten how she bragged she would hand it off to me so she could focus on her dress for the graduation party instead. The moment I see that glimmer of delight in Levi’s eyes, I feel steel enter my spine and I decide I won’t indulge him in an emotional response. I respond coldly, “You already know what happened.” Le