Drawing Levi Ackerman Novels & Stories

Emily never imagined herself caught between not one, but three irresistible alphas. After Damon, her first love, broke her heart to protect his power, she swore off the dangerous, possessive world of werewolves. But when she’s forced back into his life, Emily finds herself tangled not just with him—but with two other powerful men who have their own dark reasons for wanting her by their side. Damon, the ruthless billionaire who rejected her but now won’t let her go, is determined to make her his. Then there’s Adrian, the brooding, enigmatic alpha who sees through her defenses and ignites a fire she can’t deny. And finally, there’s Lucas, the charming rogue with a deadly smile, who promises her freedom if only she’ll join his pack instead. Each man claims a piece of her heart, each drawing her into their own seductive, dangerous world. But Emily has a rule: no one owns her—not even the alphas who’d burn down their kingdoms to keep her. As rivalries, dark secrets, and brutal betrayals threaten to tear their world apart, Emily must decide: will she give herself to one, or will she defy every rule in the pack and choose them all? In a world of alphas, she’s about to prove that one woman’s heart is wild enough to conquer them all.

"Do you actually think you can kill me?" He asked me, tracing his hand upward my thigh. I tugged at the strings that had tied me to the bed. "I will kill you Ren." "Or you could die trying." He smirked, sending sparks through my skin as he found where I wanted him the most. "You are wet. For me." I gritted my teeth, "Get your hands off me you fucking vild bastard." "Ahhh, no longer the cute swearing girl I see." He grinned bending his head to take my lips but he swore immediately as I bit him hard drawing blood. Then he laughed. Aryn Flynn’s world crumbled when she found her boyfriend cheating—with the woman he called his cousin. But the real betrayal came when he sold her to a mafia boss to pay off his debts. What no one knows is that Aryn planned every step of this “downfall.” Her real mission? To find out what happened to her twin sister, Arya, a cop who disappeared while investigating the same mafia. But things get complicated when Aryn realizes the truth is darker than she imagined, and the mafia leader she’s supposed to destroy isn’t the monster she thought. Torn between justice for her sister and the growing feelings she can’t deny, Aryn must make a choice—love or revenge.

***************Read With Holy Water, A Priest, And Your Ancestors On Speed Dial From Chapter 40.⚠️****************************************************************** Twenty years ago, three Alpha Kings slaughtered my entire Omega clan. My parents were among the dead, along with my twin brother. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. She cursed their unborn sons, binding all three to a single fated mate they must claim before their twentieth birthday. Or die. I am that mate. And I came here for revenge. Rhydian rejected me the moment the bond surfaced. Yet he cannot seem to stay away. Tavian believes he is always one step ahead. He has no idea I am the one guiding the game. Astarian offers a kindness so genuine it unsettles me more than either of them. I am the last son of Kaida, leader of the slaughtered Omega clan. I can shapeshift, bend wills, and bring three Alpha heirs to their knees without ever drawing a blade. My revenge was perfectly planned. Until the mate bond changed everything. Because the closer I get to destroying their fathers, the harder it becomes to ignore what I feel for their sons. Now vengeance, destiny, and loyalty are on a collision course—and only one can survive. *****Dark revenge themes. Violent battles. Dangerous secrets. Three Alpha heirs who will keep you turning pages. And an Omega determined to bring an empire to its knees.*****

After their biological son returned, my parents sent me away to Exile Island. Once one set foot on that island, one would become prey for the wealthy. Yet, they ignored my pleas, allowing those rich men who arrived on the island to take turns tormenting me. In just a few days, photos of what I had suffered on the island were sent straight to my fiancée, the heiress of an elite family from the capital. She didn’t speak up for me. Instead, she turned around and publicly announced her engagement to the true heir. During an interview, someone asked her about me. Her whole body trembled with anger as she snapped, “Him? I never expected he’d turn out like that, running wild overseas, sleeping around like some kind of degenerate. It’s disgusting.” My parents put on a show of heartbreak. “We sent him abroad to study out of kindness. Who knew he’d behave so disgracefully? From now on, the Yule family has no such son.” After I was tortured to death on that island by those so-called rich people, my fiancée and the true heir held a wedding worth tens of millions. It was broadcast live across the internet, drawing unprecedented attention. However, even more spectacular than their wedding was the wedding gift I had sent them.

This isn’t a fantasy. It’s a reckoning. Of every boundary you swore you’d never cross. Of every secret you kept hidden behind polite smiles. Of the last fragile thread of hesitation you were clinging to. These aren’t gentle romances. They’re possessions. Each chapter is slow and deliberate, drawing you deeper into shadows you know you shouldn’t explore. The tension builds with every page, pulling you in until you can’t look away. You won’t stop. You can’t stop. This is where innocence is tested in broad daylight. Where your best friend’s older brother corners you with words that leave you breathless. Where your married professor keeps you after class and blurs every line between teacher and temptation. Where your stepfather finally stops pretending… and claims what’s been his all along. They don’t ask. They take. They unravel you with dark eyes, commanding presence, and voices that turn your resistance into surrender. They’ll make you question everything. Make you feel things you never thought possible. You’ll feel guilty. You’ll feel exposed. You’ll feel alive. So keep the door locked. And baby? Be warned: this book doesn’t just linger in your mind. It changes you.

I've traveled to Southgate to attend a water-splashing festival. A cheeky kid, who's about eight years old, keeps spraying the back of my head and my ears with water ejected from her high-pressure water gun. Half of my body is soon drenched in water. That's when I berate the kid and tell her not to aim her gun at my face. She doesn't bother stopping. On the contrary, she even has the gall to spray more water right in my face. I feel the cold water spritzing into my left eye. The pain is so intense that I can't even open my eyes. To make things worse, that kid is even howling with laughter while raising her gun proudly. "Look, Dad! He's all soggy and wet, like a limp noodle! This is fun!" The kid's father merely watches from the side. Not only does he not offer an apology to me, but he also records the whole thing on his phone. "Hey, my daughter is washing your eyes for you for free! This is an honor that no one else can ever receive, you know! Why are you acting like a complete wuss?" I swipe the liquid off my face before drawing to my feet and yelling at the crowd around me. "There's strong acid contained inside that kid's water gun! Just now, she burned my eye with it!"

“I didn't think you'd come,” Mason Remington said. Lisa's breathing slowly increased as she tightly gripped the contract in her hands. It was already rumpled from the many times she'd read it, playing its letters like a movie in her head, over and over. Was she honestly considering it? She had a boyfriend. And even though she had always wanted Mason, craved him for years, he was her brother's best friend, who before today had never thought of her as anything other than a little sister. She knew what he wanted and what she'd be getting into if she went through with this, but all those thoughts seemed to vanish as she made her way into his office. Mason closed the distance between them, drawing her close with his hands to her waist and closing the door forcefully behind her. He now had her in his arms, giving her a small smile before crushing his mouth to hers, shutting her up before she could say anything. His hands moved up her back and crushed her tiny body against his, causing a quiet moan from her. He kissed her as though he was hungry for her. It wasn't just a show of power but desire. And with every brush of his tongue against hers, she knew all too well, that there was no way on earth she could say no to his proposal.

Book One in the Fate Bound Trilogy Born under a prophecy and raised in a nightmare, Zahra has spent her life starved, isolated, and hated as the unwanted daughter of a pack Beta. When her father finally snaps and attacks her, her body breaks, but something buried deep inside her finally awakens. Her wolf. Pushed to the edge of death, Zahra’s first shift is violent, conscious, and fuelled by pure survival. And when white fur surfaces, the truth becomes impossible to hide. She is no ordinary wolf. Chosen by the Moon Goddess and tied to a forgotten prophecy, Zahra is suddenly thrust into a future she never asked for, one filled with power, danger, and people who see her as something far more than she’s ready to be. For the first time in her life, she’s surrounded by friendship, loyalty, and the kind of male attention she has no idea how to trust. As feelings begin to form and bonds start to take shape, Zahra quickly realises nothing about these connections is simple. What draws her to them may be drawing them to each other as well. But Zahra has never belonged to anyone. Bruised, furious, and desperate for freedom, she refuses to become a pawn of fate, no matter how tightly it tries to claim her. Because destiny isn’t given. It’s taken in blood and battle. Zahra’s story is for anyone who’s ever been overlooked and dared to rise anyway.

Loud music is playing, some students are dancing and other are chatting. The few one who are alone are dispersed observing the others. My eyes scan the room for Liam. Fortunately, I see him standing at the entrance with Lucas, Mateo, Levi and Mason. My legs drag me to their direction and he smiles as he sees me. His friends pushed him to me and he looks like he hesitates for a while before walking up to me. Without a word, he grabs my hand and pulled me away from the noise. Now we’re standing in the boys changing room. Before I speak, he gently cups my face. His forehead is touching mine as his eyes flash in the evening light. My heart races and I look away shyly but he lifts my chin up with his finger. I admire his beauty,drowning in the rush of love and awaiting a toe-curling kiss. I hear his words; “Don’t be silly. You’ll never be my type.” Followed by a chuckle. My blood runs cold as my brain draws a blank *************** Liam Hunter, the name that could make your knees turn jelly. He had it all the looks, money and everyone’s dream girl, Beatrice. He was the school’s basketball team captain. Every girl was dying to spend even a second with him, well except her. His charms didn’t work on her and she seemed oblivious to his existence. Everything changes for Liam when he is dared to date Zara for a month and then dump her. It all starts as game, a mind game for Liam. But what happens when the heart gets involved? What will Zara do after learning the truth? Will she get over her love for Liam and go back to herself?

His hands gently pressed on her waist, caging her and drawing her closer. He brushed her lips softly with his parted ones. She leaned into him, surprised at how natural it felt to be held against him, the man who made her want to flee for the hills and strip naked at the same time. "Even if you were the only woman left in this world, I would never accept you as my mate." Blaze's eyes grew darker under the lighting, making Lilith squirm under his intense gaze. Lilith Venerelli is the daughter of the head warriors of the Blood Moon pack. The perfect rank, and perfect wolf, Lilith has her whole life planned, and mating with her boyfriend during the mating season would be the cherry on top. The day she turns eighteen, her world crumbles when she learns that she is no longer a warrior but a sigma, deemed the lowest of the pack. Alpha Blaze Westbrook is the future alpha of the Blood Moon pack. He always dreams of having the strongest she-wolf as his mate. His hope shatters when he finds that his mate is none other than the pack's sigma. Torn between the pack's principles and the mate pull, he is forced to disregard his mate. Will he be able to fight against the mate pull, or will he fight against his pack's principles and accept the pack's sigma as his mate?