Novel & Cerita Leviakerman

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

In the general manager's office, Levi sat on the sofa, holding his phone and looking at the electronic tickets on it. Sweat ran down his forehead. He deeply regretted what he had done. Gone was his arrogance, replaced by a pained face. There was resentment deep in the bottom of his eyes as if he wanted to kill someone. At that moment, footsteps were heard coming from the other side of the door. Levi quickly got up from the sofa and looked at Alexander and Kelvin as they came through the door. He quickly smiled and spoke, though sounding rather awkward, "Uh… you must be Mister Kane! About the tickets…"

Calmly. Not armed. Not armored. But dangerous in the stillness that followed him like a crown. Lucien stepped forward. The man stopped twenty feet away. He wore a simple dark coat. Black gloves. No insignia. Just presence. “Lucien Marchesi,” he said. His voice was smooth. Precise. Lucien gave no reply. “I am Levi Caine,” the man said. “Though once, long ago, I was called Saul Revich.” Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve got a lot of nerve walking up here like that.”

I smoothed the sheet and felt a pulse of something that was not quite relief. Levi hesitated. “We need to leave soon,” he said. “If you want anything, I will be around.” “Okay.” I watched him close the door behind him. The sound of the latch clicked out and then there was only the room and my breathing. He was the only one in the group I had never really had a chance to know. Asher and I had been in the same small circles for years. Kai joked and baited and made space for people to fall into. Mark had always found reasons to hover. Levi was a presence that fit in the gaps. He worked. He moved. He thought. He left without making much claim on anyone.

Amber: The music in the bar thumped loudly, vibrating through the floor. I sat on a high stool, sipping my third glass of vodka. Leo leaned against the counter beside me, a small smirk on his face. I had to admit, he was good company, always ready with a sarcastic comment to make me laugh. “He completely abandoned me” I whispered, swirling the content in the glass. “Ever since he took that stupid, fancy position, it's like I don't exist anymore”

“To answer the knight, this humble man was once a gamma in the Marshland Army, but was removed when the lord changed. I live in the forest now. I survive there.” Up close, I noticed just how tall he was. “You are talented,” Sir Calhoun told him. “If you do not mind, come with me and train under me. You will teach the young knights.” The man hesitated. “No… I am fine in the forest.” “I insist,” Sir Calhoun said again. After a beat, the masked man nodded. “Very well. I am Levi, a former gamma.” “Guard the lady’s carriage, Gamma Levi,” Sir Calhoun ordered gently. “You must allow the healers to tend to you after.”

Levi pushes up his glasses and smiles at me. "Over here we have Magner MacQuoid the shy one," she points a finger in his direction. He nervously adjusts his glasses and wipes his sweaty forehead with his palm. He waves at me. "And finally, Reuben Ackerman our golden boy," she says with a tease. Reuben just stares at me blankly with a slight tick in his jaw. He seemed irritated. "Let's get ready for our tutoring session shall we?" He says as he walks to the board and cleans a section of it.

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran. Blake nods in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"

His expression was blank as his charcoal eyes assessed his surroundings. "Well, we tried to help at least before things went sideways. My name is Lir, and I am the Commander and leader of this rebellion. We have come to assist you with the fight against the Dark Queen. And by the looks of it, we have made it in time. If you don't trust my word or Apollo's, you need only ask Nesrin," "Unfortunately, that won't be possible. She had many secrets she could not share with us when she returned," Erik cut in; I could feel his eyes press into me as he paused.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.