Vika Levina Novels & Stories

Rita replied, sorting out the plates. “ That’s Rita, my cook. Rita, meet my eldest daughter, Alyona,” Xara introduced. “ Nice to meet you,” they both said at the same time. “ The pleasure’s mine, Rita; the food smells so good! I can't wait to dig in.” Alyona added “ I’ll soon be done,” “ How’s work and being in the spotlight?’ Xara teased her daughter as they left the kitchen. “ Work is good, and being in the spotlight is somewhat stressful. She groaned.

Qin Haodong asked, "Why? Is she famous?" Lev said, "She is a powerful Prince of Vampires. She can definitely be ranked in the top three." "That's right. That's who I am." Khorkina gave them a charming smile. "I didn't expect you to know me so well. Do you admire me? Would you like to have sex with me?" Lev snorted. "I'm not interested in being your descendant." "That's too bad." Khorkina licked her bright-red lips, looked at Qin Haodong with interest, and said, "Hey, you're from Huaxia, are you? How did you do that? How could you quickly gather the power of the moon?"

I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..." "Mortal!" The guard puppet beside him said, which made me look at it. Well, I guess it's better that I am tagged as a mortal. I can keep a low profile. "Your dress looks like that of a witch." The guard smiled at me and turned to face Feirro, who was standing beside me. "My name is Feirro Erickson, and I'm from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a werewolf!" The guard puppet looked at him and verified, "Werewolf!"

She grabbed Erevan’s dagger and prepared herself for a possible attack, but she was just all alone. “Sit, and clear your mind….” It took her a while before she decided to follow the voice. She sat down on the icy ground and took a long deep breath. If she could not find a way to survive the harsh environment, it would be a shame since she suffered severe torture at the hands of a dark elf and miraculously survived. “Whoever you are, I owe my life to you,” Malaika whispered with her eyes closed. “I am Varina.” She smiled. “I am Malaika Thronsden of Hala. Your name sounds like our island.”

she said with a smile. I looked at the pot in my hand. I wasn't expecting a full person to disappear on my dresser. I was expecting a voice or even some smoke like in movies. I put the pot down and looked at her. She's really a beautiful woman and according to the story of Selene the moon goddess, she's said to be a beauty. "Are you the moon goddess?" I asked ignorantly. She shook her head and smiled. " I'm Viviana, the first Luna of the werewolves world" she replied.

"Scarlett." ******

Cali said when she let Leesa go. The new girl rose gracefully to her feet and extended her hand. When she stood up, Leesa saw Vanina was a couple of inches taller than she was, at least five-ten, maybe taller. Her outfit was much less colorful than Cali’s, but almost as attention grabbing. Black leggings showed off her long, slender legs, while on top, she wore a loose, long-sleeved dark gray shirt unbuttoned over a crimson cami. Vanina’s hand was soft and smooth. Leesa wondered why she had never heard Cali mention her before. Maybe she was an old friend from high school.

I have an image to uphold. That’s life in the Bratva. The shop owner, Arina, recognizes me immediately, despite it having been a substantial amount of time since I’ve been in. “Lev, my dear,” she exclaims, rushing out from behind the counter to give me a hug. Arina’s a stout old woman who thinks she’s my mother because we’re both from Russia. She’s probably the only person who isn’t out to stab me in the back, so I humor her. I know she’s lonely. Her husband passed away ten years ago, and her son committed suicide when he was only fifteen.

Find me everything there is to know about the bastard. "Is there a problem?" Viktor asked as I placed my phone face down on the table next to me. I shook my bead, grabbing a glass of water to wash the sour taste Lev's report left in my mouth. "No. It's Mikhail being Mikhail." Reina rolled her eyes, unceremoniously hitting her fork on the plate. "You spoil him too much." I glared at her, not in the mood to deal with her bullshit. "And it's a problem because?"

POV: Vera SIXTEEN YEARS OLD Vera Volkova had always known she was different from her sister. While Nadia was unprecedented—a unique species, wings and power and symbolic weight—Vera was just a wolf. A really talented wolf, sure, with some unusual abilities like lie detection and minor healing. But fundamentally, she was what the pack expected: a wolf who could shift, who fit into existing categories. She'd thought that would make her life easier. Turned out, being normal in an extraordinary family had its own complications.