Leviakerman Novels & Stories

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father. Valerian wore a long black jacket over a waistcoat that was buttoned down. A black long-sleeved shirt underneath hugged his skin. Unlike the other black parts of the jacket, the top collar, the lapels, his cuffs, the buttons, and the center fronts of the coat were striking gold. His long black hair fell graciously on his shoulders. “Who’s that?” I asked pointing at a man that walked beside my father as he approached us. “Oh, that’s King Iyrick of Meldonis. This year’s ball will be hosted in his palace. I’m guessing he came to personally escort us to his kingdom.” Valerian answered, waving at the unfamiliar old man.

A tall dark brooding man dropped out of his car, the entirety of his attire was black, as if he had just come from a funeral. His darkened gaze was that of a cold murderer, it was Levi, Ben's right-hand man. He tapped gracefully on the side of the cigar pack and swiped up the first one that popped up, sliding it between his fingers he lit it up and took a long, and deep breath, feeling up his insides with the thick smoke oozing from the burning cigar, he swiped it between his fingers and released a puff.

Kane. “You were right; I shouldn't have messed with you,” Levi cried, Rubbing his palms together. Jett and I exchanged equally confused glances, and I returned my gaze to Levi with a slight tilt of my head. “Is this some sort of prank?” I asked him. I wouldn't be surprised if it was because Levi was known for making pranks. He killed multiple warrior wolves and said all manner of stupid things about me when he did. He sent letters containing the horrible things he wanted to do to every member of my pack, and now that I came to get my pound of flesh, he was apologizing instead of fighting. Typical for the coward he was known to be.

His words carry a sense of understanding and loyalty, acknowledging the alpha's responsibilities and the importance of their duties. Blaze, a man of mystery, keeps his thoughts and emotions closely guarded, rarely revealing the depths of his true nature. Dexter, contrasting in nature, is more talkative, yet carries the weight of past traumas that he is still working through. Alexa, confident and outspoken, tends to speak before she thinks, unafraid to voice her opinions.

It also messes with the part of me that still thinks we should leave but I push that aside and decide to deal with that later. "Do you seriously think that you are going to get out of here?" My mate's Alpha tone comes out and it's strong and no-nonsense. "And sexy as hell!" Lexi purs. Now's not the time for her horn dog comments so I choose to ignore her and concentrate on what's going on in front of me. "You know it's true!" That girl needs to learn when to quit.

“You’re underestimating me. Do you even know who I am?” Beside me, Zoe muttered under her breath, but I caught it. “Who is he?” Levi answered, his voice low. “Elijah is in the mafia.” Zoe blinked. “Oh… him? He doesn’t really look like it.” Levi shook his head. “Don’t be delusional. They’re all dangerous. Asher is the worst, he can kill with anything within reach. Mateo, he’s not here, but he’s an expert with guns. And then there’s Elijah, a hacker who can break into anything in the world.”

That was why he chose to do it the way that he did. “Damon knows what he is doing, and Damon is well aware of everything that he is playing with. However, it does not concern him. He does not even give a damn. He does not care.” I said, looking at Alpha Kael. “You know for a fact that he does not care about me.” “That is not true, Sienna.”

Wolves yelp as gravity snaps back briefly, sending Blake crashing face-first into Ethan’s shoulder. “Oof—hey!” Blake protests. “Buy me dinner first!” Ethan shoves him off with a grin. “Focus.” “I am focused. On not dying.” The Arbiter’s voice tightens, losing some of its perfect modulation. Primordial entity, your interference violates— Everything violates something, the Sleeper replies lazily. You’re just louder about it. The Crown inside me thrums—not afraid, not panicked—but relieved. Like it’s recognizing an old neighbor it never expected to see again.

Kiran said, exasperatedly. “No, he’s good. I gave him a Karambit,” Levi said, effectively changing the subject. “Shit, really? You just gave him one?” Kiran asked him. “You didn’t give me one for three years.” Levi laughed. “He’s a fast learner.” “Stop avoiding the subject. What’s he talking about?” Kiran asked him, his face serious once again. “This and that. He likes Fresno,” Levi said. “I was afraid he would. What’s he doing for money?” Kiran asked him.