Levi X Armin Novels & Stories

“So… which grade are you in now, handsome prince?” A secret smile lifted my lips—relief flooding through me at the sound of him engaging with my boy. Lebi practically lit up, twisting toward Levi faster than lightning. “O-Oh! I’m in first grade, Handsome brother! And I’m top of my class!” His voice bubbled with pride, and both Levi and I grinned. “Oh? Really? That is cool. Fits a face as handsome as yours—good-looking and smart!” Levi’s tone was thick with pride, and I had to fight to keep from beaming like a fool.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was what Lucian was into. Levi was around the same height as Lucian but more muscular. He was very handsome, especially with that toothy smile. Going by stereotypes, he would say they were two tops. He could imagine them both fighting for dominance in a kiss. That would be so… “What exactly are you to Lucian?” Artemis finally blurted the question. Levi seemed taken aback for a second but brushed it off with a laugh. He walked back into the kitchen but Artemis followed him this time.

Before he could move, King Ariston stood up, hands raised like he was calming a wild animal. “He’s right, Your Majesty,” Ariston said, smooth as oil. “The boy felt the bond. We all saw it. Arabella is indeed Levi’s mate.” The words barely left his mouth and Adrian was moving. Not walking, moving. A blur of shirt and rage. He vaulted the table in one leap, plates crashing, wine splashing like blood. Levi didn’t flinch. He smiled. A cold, calculating, knowing smile that made my skin crawl. Adrian’s claws were out, eyes pure gold like he’s ready to tear Levi into pieces.

“Hopefully they are exactly as Coach described, sloppy and slow.” “Highly doubt that,” Levi replied, snorting. “The Westerners are good, man. Like, really good. But hey—” his gaze shifted instinctively toward Archie, who was adjusting his gear, “we’ve got better hands on our side. And those babes cheering us on?” Levi smirked. “I might just score a hat-trick.”

Admittedly, it’s helpful having some staff left over to help with the Alpha’s being here. The Alpha’s having been selected by Ren, who he is closest to, include Noah, the Alpha of Harmony, Malik, the Alpha of Love, Kaden, the Alpha of Vengeance, and lastly, Asher, the Alpha of Desire, for no particular reason at all, other than he’s a calm individual compares to the others. “No Chase again?” I ask Ren, leaning against the wall. He shakes his head at me, to which I sigh deeply. I desperately need to speak to him, and I think he knows that.

He picks up the pen and translates the word he has been looking at on the blank paper. “This word,” He starts explaining, “is the shortest on this page and we have translated these symbols. This here is L, the next curved line is E and the last symbol is O.” “LEO?” Katya speaks the words as if speaking a foreign word for the first time. Charlotte gasps. “Oh! This is a list of names!” Azraiel nods. “And not just any list of names, it seems,” She adds a second later soberly, “One of my pack members is named Leo!”

"Levi" "Stop talking, Ar, I just want to do nothing and be still like this, okay?" Arland nodded, he stroked Verss' head which was now in his lap, and closed his eyes. Arland took a deep breath, lowered his head, and kissed Verss' temple gently. "Heh everything will be fine Lev, we all are here with you, everything will definitely be fine" ……

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

CHAPTER 26—Where To Go? Rain's point of view For the last few days, I have been thinking about La Arma Countryspy. Just thinking about being the one in charge makes my head hurt. Even if it is said that Ali will help me, it is still different when I have knowledge of such a business. Too delicate and complicated. "Hey! You've been an idiot for a while!" said Azariah while we were in the garden. Aliona was with us but took food from the kitchen.

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."