Levi Reader Novels & Stories

“He’s got a point, Ethel. You and Lester are the heart and soul of this place. If anyone deserves a little happiness, it’s you two. Whenever you’re ready, we’ll make it happen.” It was a gentle, well-meaning joke, a staple of the group’s good-natured teasing about her and Lester’s inseparable partnership. But it landed in the room at the same moment Levi, who had been observing the exchange with a look of cynical amusement, decided to add his two cents. “Yeah,” Levi said, a familiar, snarky edge returning to his voice now that the intense grilling was over. “Maybe you can get the priest to exorcise his dusty old books while he’s at it. Make room for your stuff.”

Stavros is innocent at all. Then there is Mr. Levi, the favourite of the students. Mr. Levi was not a very private person at all. Though the only thing he did not like sharing was his surname, that shall still stay hidden under the circumstances, he was very open when talking about his life, experiences and the people he had known throughout his lifetime. He was very fond of telling his story of how he met his wife, that back in his hometown he was not the very handsome man and yet his wife— the total hottie of the town still chose him, and he still cracks on laughter when telling that story. He was also fond of telling his story of how he panicked so much when his wife was delivering their

Leo greeted. Levi’s eyes changed when he saw him. Leo felt the appraising glance for a moment and felt the rejection. There was still some interest in his eyes. The reason became clear a second later. “Leo Adley? I’m such a fan of your books!” Levi said with enthusiasm. That wasn’t something that Leo had been expecting. He froze for a second and then he smiled. It was a tight smile. “I’m pleased to meet a fan.” “I hoped I would run into you at some point because this is the publisher you use,” Levi continued speaking. “I’ve been a fan since your first book.”

Levi was really bored and idle, casually picking up a book from the shelf, leaning against the window to read. Seeing the big demon reading a book made Arista momentarily astonished. In her mind, whether it was from the legends her master had told her before, or the Alpha Levi she had seen with her own eyes recently, she always felt that he was someone: who used violence to solve problems when unhappy, who killed when angry. Could someone like that read holy books and understand morality and ethics? Just as she was puzzled... Alpha Levi suddenly looked up from the window, sneering at the words in the book, showing contempt.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

He was tall and dressed in an exceptionally dark suit. His skin was the palest Chole had ever seen, but it only enhanced his striking appearance—especially the silver lip ring that stood out against his complexion. "Hi there," he spoke with a slight smile. He probably thought it looked friendly, but instead, it carried a dangerous edge—one that somehow made him look even better. "Who... are you?" Chole asked, blindsided by his male beauty. "Levi," he replied simply. "I overheard your frustration. You need money, but you don't want to work for it. I understand that, and I can help you."

Levi King is the polar opposite of his little brother. While they resemble one another, Levi is just as tall as Devin, standing at six-foot-two, lean and muscular. Dark, soulfully deep brown eyes lined with long, dark curly lashes that would make most girls green with envy. Light brown hair that he keeps shaved at the sides and tied up most of the time in a man bun. Levi is through and through the bad boy next door. Rides a motorbike, need I say more? His laidback persona only adds to his sex appeal. He’s ever so charming and has a smile so gorgeous it will melt the panties right off you. Unlike Devin, who is the responsible one, Levi doesn’t like to be tied down. He’s all about living and e

Daisy furrowed her eyebrows as she said. After listening to what Daisy had said to him, Levi retrieved his hand and decided to finally introduce himself. “I'm Levi Rodriguez”. “Levi Rodriguez?”. Daisy repeated because the name sounded familiar to her. But staring at the face of Levi once more, she was certain that she didn't know him at all. “I don't think we've met before. Though, your name sounds familiar to me”. Daisy admitted before she added, “Maybe, I might have read an article about you on the Internet, that's why I find your name familiar”.

Feel his presence fall into step behind me. Too close. Always too close. The library door shuts behind us with a soft click. Silence settles instantly. Heavy. Private. I don’t turn around immediately. I need a second. Just one. But of course, he doesn’t give me that. “You smell different.” My breath stutters. I turn slowly. “What?” Levi leans against the door, arms crossed. Watching me. “Different,” he repeats. My heart starts racing. “That’s not a conversation starter.” “It wasn’t meant to be.”

Gaia cooed, dragging her fingers through my hair as she shifted closer, “You’re still upset, aren’t you? About that blind pup? You don’t have to think about her anymore. I’m here now. I’ll make you forget her.” “Can you?” I murmured, cupping her face and staring at her wide dark green eyes. An image of Aquamarine’s bloodshot eyes immediately flashed in my mind. I closed my eyes and bit my tongue. But before I could push Gaia away, the door opened without a knock. Levi. Levi stepped inside, holding something in his hand. His eyes were cold and his lips were pressed to a thin line. He didn’t spare Gaia a glance. He didn’t even bow. He just marched straight to me.