Novelas y relatos de Leviathan: Envy

She rubbed the marks by Leviathan with disgust on her face. Leviathan chuckled sarcastically. "You know why I like you? Because you have great envy for your brother, Abelard." He took a step forward and Felen backed away. "You don't hesitate to hurt him, and let him drown when the opportunity comes." Again, Leviathan drew closer. "No!" She argued as he continued to back away from Leviathan who attacked her weaknesses. "I didn't mean to harm Abelard! It was a mistake… I didn't do it on purpose." She insisted on her words.

Eren raises a cunning brow, smirking. "What? No!" I burst out defensively. "Why would I be jealous?" I feel my cheeks heating up. Ludmilla is a blonde with a cleavage and I'm brunette with parted boobs. She has amazing blue eyes and I have the cliché Hazel eyes. She is sexy and I'm simple. There is nothing to be jealous for sure. "Ask yourself that question." Eren winks confidently. "Guys, guys!" Toni interrupts us. "If you are done flirting, can you let me pass?" Eren and I then realise that we have been disputing in front of the door, blocking the exit.

Assets froze. Her father's desperate calls went unanswered, and soon, the whispers began suicide, scandal, weakness. Adrian had stood by his father's side through it all, his face empty with no emotion, untouched by the wreckage. He hadn't even glanced at her that night, a mere shadow in the hallway. But she had memorized him: the way he commanded space without effort, the cold calculation in his gaze. He was the devil's son, and tonight, in this ballroom, he still wore the crown.

Giovanni is in the office, and I doubt he is scared of Dante, but what did Giovanni talk about that's making Dante so upset? I sit at my desk, pretending not to be eavesdropping as Giovanni comes out of his office, his face set in stone and stern. The alarm at my table rings, and I dash into his office. "Chelsea." His voice is low and cold. "Uh, yes, sir?" "What do you know about the contract with Connekt AI?" "What do you mean, sir?" He raises his eyes ever so slowly to meet mine, his green eyes impossibly darker and colder.

"I know you orchestrated all that just to piss me off. To get my attention, you’re willing to embarrass yourself. Why are you pretending like you don't want my attention now?" The knife he was holding accidentally grazed my arm. Fresh blood soaked the silk sheets. I was sweating from the pain. But the pain in my heart was a thousand times worse. Cade didn’t even bat an eye. His gaze was almost merciless. "My mother was right. Women like you who climb up from the bottom are never respectable! Why bother hiring someone to put on a show? If you dare, just divorce me for real! Your sister is a thousand times better than you!"

I asked, not bothering in the slightest to lighten my tone for the bastard. "Well, as you know, certain familiars can get you better standings in Celestia, and it just so happens that one of the high advisors to the throne is looking for a suitable wife." The second those words came out of his mouth, I felt the shift in the air as Xavier slowly, deliberately set his glass down onto the table, as Nova visibly shrank back further, as if thinking that my father would even attempt to grab her with the two of them here. This time, though, it wasn't just tension radiating off Xavier. I felt every hair on my body stand on end as his power charged the air around us in his silent fury. I glanced up a

In the beginning, I met a man... Lilith I want everything life can offer. Money, fame, anything... And I have it all. “You cannot make me get married to him, Father! I have other things to do with my life and Rayne De Luca of all people, he belongs to a rival family, what is going on in your head, Father!” My breath comes out in short gasps as I stare pointedly at my Father. The fact that he would sell my hands in marriage to a rival family is absurd and completely unacceptable.

Layla too looked at him and reminisced. Earlier Layla had some misgivings with her father and was hated by her younger brother but this eldest son of Duke Everdale always maintained a calm façade, even in her previous life Layla could only look at him from afar longing for his affection as he was the one person that did not showed any contempt yet only now she understood. Contempt can only be displayed to a person considered worth looking at, she was so insignificant in the eyes of this man that he never considered her his family but now it wasn't far fetched to say that he felt guilty.

My heart thudded, but my steps did not falter. King Leviathan wanted a spectacle. He would get one. Only not the one he planned. ############################