Novel & Cerita Levi Titan Form

“I’ll give you my phone and you can order anything you like on the way home. You do remember that we do have people at the house that can cook for her.” “Yes, but I like to cook for her, and I also enjoy cooking.” “Just get your clothes on, so we can get going.” He turns his back to me as if he didn’t want to look at me anymore and he starts looking through his phone. I get dressed as fast as I could so we’re able to get back home. After I get my clothes on that I follow Levi to his car which looked to be a 2021 black Acura mdx and as soon as we get in my eyes couldn’t believe all the toys this SUV has in it. I was so in aww that I didn’t even notice that Levi was trying to hand me his phone

Sitting with them on one of the throne like chairs is a man with very rough features, who I can only assume is the brother of Lauren, Connor. He looks very pleased with himself, but it seems that he nearly soiled himself in glee when the other door on the other side of the arena opens and there comes Levi, wearing a full armor like me, strapped in pretty much the same weapons as I am, except he has the typical bow and arrow as well as a big battle axe. "What do we do, Levi?" I ask him through mind-link again. "What's our plan of action here? I know that neither of us want to die. We both need to come back for Arya."

Annnnnd I’m no longer interested. “No thanks,” I scoff, shaking my head. “C’mon,” Levi urges, gripping the edge of the bar and pushing back against it. The muscles of his forearms tighten as he leans his weight forward in a push-up position. He must work out like crazy- nobody his age should have muscles like that. Chase and his friends are freaks of nature. He tilts his head, green eyes pulling me in. “I wanna see you again, and it’ll be fun. What do you have to lose? If it sucks, you can leave.”

Andrei asked as he shook his hand. "What you expect me to do." "This is bigger than Dreams. You can't take them all down." "I don't have to," Levi replied. "I just wanted the surgeon and the madam." He stood up and grabbed the file. "I guess I'll be seeing you a lot more in future." "You can count on it." "And get a better suit! You can't wear that cheap shit to my wedding!" Levi said. "This is a fucking Armani, idiot!" "I know," Levi flashed him a grin. "I guess I'll meet your mail order bride at my wedding then."

Levi glanced up from his desk, and his body tensed up somewhat right away. He said, voice tense, "May, I am busy. I'll meet you at home later." He turned away from me and returned his attention to the computer. He was tall and p owerful, with a sharp blue suit emphasizing his figure and wire cell spectacles perched on the bridge of his nose. For a brief time, I was in awe of him. I couldn't help but swoon slightly because I had never seen him wearing spectacles before.

The room looked like a sentence rewritten to make sense. There was a knock on the door. One knock, polite. “Come in,” I called, still half under the weight of sleep. The door opened and Levi stepped in. He was less prim than the room. He had on a shirt that had seen other mornings and a pair of trousers that sagged at the hips as if they had been measured by time. He moved like someone who could be quiet even when he was thinking loud. “Asher and Kai left for supplies,” he said. “If you need anything, come find me.”

The air smelled of stale aviation fuel, rust, and frozen concrete. Waiting on the floor was Victoria’s local retrieval unit—six massive men clad in white digital-camouflage gear, their breaths fogging heavily in the air. The leader, Lev, stepped forward, his face scarred and eyes bloodshot from the cold. He threw open a heavy steel crate, the metal hinges groaning.

The shoppers here were different—taller, cleaner, their skin polished by expensive treatments, their limbs often replaced with high-end aesthetic cybernetics. Maya looked out of place in her simple cotton dress, but to Ren, she looked like royalty. The sales clerk, an android with a perfectly symmetrical face and a plastic smile, glided over. "An excellent choice, sir. The Levit-X model is the safest on the market. It features biometric locking and a localized shield generator. Shall I arrange delivery to the Helix Residences?" Ren tapped his wrist-comp, transferring the funds without blinking. "Do it. Same day delivery."

“I mean, I just told you all about what I accomplished in a voice note. I’m just waiting for the money. Surely the nobles will raise taxes unfairly, send everything to us, and destabilize themselves.” Levi exhaled sharply and stripped off his military gear piece by piece. I could see the stress rolling off him in waves. “Sit next to me,” he said. I did, settling against him and resting my head on his shoulder. He smelled like dirt, iron, and smoke—maybe a hint of blood. Honest work. “Do future plans remain unchanged?” I asked. “Yes. We’ll receive reports soon,” Levi said. “Until then don’t leave the camp by yourself. It’s for your own safety. We are not in Blackfoot.”

"I'll drink, then." Levi tries to relax, his eyes not leaving the figure now focused on the sheets in front of him. His glossy black hair is tied high, perhaps to not obstruct his view. His gaze is sharp and confident. His slightly slim cheeks are rosy, which perfectly complements his fair skin. A mature woman's figure that makes Levi's heart skip a beat.