Levi Petra Novels & Stories

HERMES THE SMILE plastered on my face from watching couples of the pack dance, most especially Hathor and Michael disappeared when I heard Layla's troubled voice. She was struggling to breathe. I stood from the couch and strained to listen but there was nothing. I called using the mind link, still no response. "Turn this music down!" I growled, throwing my cup of beer on the floor. It shattered to pieces and garnered everyone's attention along with my growl. The music was turned off and Gregory ran out of the kitchen.

I looked back once more at the grave, at the man who had once been both salvation and ruin, and whispered, “Rest, Darius. Maybe in the next life, you’ll find the peace you couldn’t here. Maybe in another life you are going to find someone that you connect with away from all the commotion, the darkness and the pain.” Then I turned toward the road that led north, where the trees broke open into the long stretch of land we once called ours. Liam slipped his arm around my shoulders, grounding me against the ache. Together, we walked away from the valley, away from the ghosts, the wars, and the noise. The snow kept falling, covering our footprints as fast as we made them, until only the sound of

*** Spencer showed up at my grave again looking rough—dark circles, unshaven, totally wrecked. He lit a small candle in front of my headstone. A gust of wind snuffed it out instantly. That was me. Why? Because his presence was annoying.

Before I could think of anything, he went down on his knees and wrapped his arms around my waist. With a deranged expression, he looks up at me as he pleads desperately. "Tell me, what do I have to do in order to make you beg exactly like this?" "You're not making any sense right now..." I struggle to get out of his tightening hold. He's suffocating me, mentally. "Please, Leaxandra." Caius pleads even more, grinding his body upwards until his face reached my chest. His hot breath fans over my exposed chest as he parted his mouth open, and that's where I lost it.

he lowly muttered. Levi rolled his eyes, “God, I feel like I am dealing with a teenager.” He muttered. “Yes, I am on painkillers, and yes, it feels awesome.” He chuckled. He placed both his hands on Ethan’s cheeks, “But, I am not saying this because I am a bit high. In fact, these medications helped me confess. I was such a wuss. I couldn’t communicate my feelings with you because I was scared, but here I am – a little high but completely sure of my words. I love you, Ethan. You are one hell of a weirdo and you are A MAN, but it turns out that’s my type.” He grinned.

"I have several sisters who are all your fans. I really like your new variety show. Can you add contact information?" Levi is currently a famous male singer with a beautiful face and standard body. If she can make such a man her boyfriend, then she will be worthy in her life. I think she's pretty too, so Levi would agree to add a contact no matter what. But who knows, as soon as the woman finished speaking, she was inexplicably rejected by Levu. "Sorry, I don't usually use mobile phones. Weibo posted by the company." "Ah? Then you don't call often?" The woman asked with a surprised, unbelievable expression.

I’m very sure my heart just skipped a beat. “Shout one more bloody time, and you’ll fucking lose that tongue.”

However, she had had so many incidents involving men and boys, that she was convinced that Tim was the best she was going to get, so she settled. She heard a sound like a wind chime. She looked up to see the petals from a rose bush falling into the swimming pool. Petals were slowly falling off from the bush, journeying their way and dropping gently on the pool. She frowned. Was she seeing things again, or were they really glowing? Grace stood up and slowly walked towards the bush. Sure enough, each time a petal landed on the surface of the water, it made a sound like a spoon on glass – resonating through the garden. “I must be dreaming,” she whispered to herself and smiled. She reached out t

Nothing good would ever come out of the little spark of intrigue he'd rekindled when she saw him on the stage. With the soundcheck complete, Levi waved at his staff and drawled softly into the mic, "Chassis, are you there?" And the crowd— women mostly—went wild. Natalie could swear she was at a rock concert as the deafening screams and thunderous cheers drowned the rooftop, and she almost expected someone to throw their panties or bra or both at him. 'We missed you, Levi!' 'We love you, Levi! Woohoo!' 'It's so good to have you back!'

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.