Leviathan: Envy Romane & Geschichten

The city lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed very far away. "The visions became more specific over time," Lily continued. "I began to see what you would carry. Abilities that go beyond what any normal wolf is born with. Not just speed or strength — though you will have those in ways that will frighten people. Something else underneath it. Something that doesn't have a clean name yet because it hasn't fully arrived." She held Rain's gaze. "And I saw the people it would draw. They are already moving. Drawn to what you carry the way wolves are drawn to an alpha — not by choice, but by something they cannot explain or control. What lives in your blood is a kind of gravity, Rain. An

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

) Looking in the direction where the people had gathered, Edgar could see, because to Ethan's passionate guidance, their differing viewpoints had merged into one. (... This is all according to Verena's plan.) Verena had told Edgar that it would be simple to attract the attention of the others and persuade them to join Azazel in his rebellion against the Emperor. The Vad Clan had been enslaved for a long time, and their resentment intensified over time. (... 'Hate is stronger than love,' huh? Verena, those were your own words.) As he remembered Verena's expression when she was alone, his eyes contracted regretfully. How sorrowful she appeared and how miserable her gaze was.

"Oh, I remember that fire. You want to dethrone the Queen of All Species. Over one child?" "You owe me, Leviathan. You gave me a child knowing the dangers. You let her grow without protection." "I gave you power. And you wasted it in bed with Isaiah." I raised my chin. "Mock me all you like. But I know you hate Hailey too." "Hate? No. Resent? Perhaps." He leans close, his breath like salt and sulphur. "You want war, Lilith? Then you’ll need more than rage. You’ll need me."

In a monotonous tone, Levi the Envious spoke without making fun of himself. “Have you got no trust with our prince, Maleficent? Let him redeem himself and stop acting like a damn hero,” said Levi the Envious, “You are a villain so act like one. You are greedy so take and take until nothing is left to plunder. And you are a demon like me and like Damon; we made use of anything, everything, and anyone.”

“And enemy to others.” He stops directly behind me. “You may call me…” “…the Leviathan King.” I turn to face him again. “That’s dramatic.” “Yes.” “It usually frightens people.” “It doesn’t frighten me.” He studies my face carefully. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” “Yes.” Because your heart just started beating faster.” My jaw tightens. “Let’s get back to business.” “Yes.” He nods. “Let’s.” “You want Cassain’s empire.” “Yes.” “And you’re willing to betray him.”

"You sense it too?” Elena frowned. "Sense what?” “Jealousy " he said, letting the word linger. "Not ordinary envy… jealousy. The kind that doesn’t just whisper threats. Acts on them. The kind that doesn’t tolerate being ignored.” Her chest tightened. "Who?” Adrian’s eyes flicked toward the mansion’s monitors. Small anomalies in security feeds had been flagged. "Someone close " he said. "Someone who believes they are entitled. Someone whose envy has turned into obsession.”

“Envy.” “Monsters are born out of envy. Name's Leviathan.” “Nice to meet you.” As tall as Beelzebub, his figure was rather slender, that of a performance swimmer, not a Hunter. The straight hair of an intense green, that of the woods in the middle of summer, reached to the level of the chest and was, as usual, given on the right side, two thin braided and tightly glued tails started from the temple and got lost somewhere behind the ear, preventing his hair from reaching the left side. His face had a pleasing skeleton with high cheekbones, a straight, aristocratic nose, and full lips on which he almost always played a defiant smile. His eyes were truly fascinating, with a mesmerizing pale pin

He is no man. I should have left him to fend for himself but it wasn’t worth risking the family name being spilled worldwide either. I still have a foot in the door to gain his trust fund anyways. The bigger picture always wins and my revenge is the sole focus. I want him to watch as he loses everything piece by piece. I’ll give it all away even, but Emily will never be his again. She is mine. My ambition to climb financially and have power over others has been my second skin, my armor- but now….. all I can think about is throwing it to the wolves.