Levi Cup Hold Novels & Stories

Adelia was an omega. But who knew that she had the ability to see the future? Using her ability, she learned who her mate was, the future of the whole werekind, and the betrayal of her mate who would end up piercing her heart with a sword. Thus, she planned ahead of time and sought the protection of Lewis, the most powerful Alpha in the world, by offering to work for him and use her abilities to assist him in all of his goals. But why is that instead of helping Lewis, he always ends up protecting and assisting her?

While I've been unconscious for 12 days after getting into a car crash, I end up spending 12 years wandering in my dreams. In my dreams, I play the role as the fake mafia principessa. I've committed all atrocious crimes for the sake of my lover, Marcello Gallo, only for him to expose me in front of everyone on our wedding day. In the end, I freeze to death on the streets. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Marcello brings the real principessa, Viviana Sabato, home. He's still gazing at me as sincerely as he did in the past. But I know that in the future, he will cross his fingers while making our vows before the priest. Even if I have to go through everything one more time, I know that I must give up on Marcello no matter how genuine his feelings are for me right now.

I had been with the company for eleven years. One day, the boss’ son was abruptly planted as my immediate superior. In order to establish his power, he started to humiliate me. He splashed coffee on my face in front of our client. “Why are you serving our most prestigious client this nasty drink? You’re embarrassing the company!” I was furious. However, I held my anger back for the sake of the company. During our townhall meeting, he threw my proposal to the floor. “We’re not an old folks’ home. We don’t take care of useless pieces of shit like you.” I did not leave the next day. Instead, I asked my personal assistant to publish a notice on the digital display at our office building. [Due to the tenant’s unstable emotions, the lease on the 17th floor of this office building will not be renewed when it expires next month.]

On the mysterious and vast fantasy continent of Estella, magic and miracles coexist, and ancient families and emerging forces intertwine to create a complex and ever-changing power map. Among them, the ducal family, as one of the oldest aristocracies, not only has a long history and endless wealth, but also controls the key power that can shape the fate of the continent. However, behind this glory, there are also countless unknown secrets and simmering disputes.

This story mostly follows Cassie. An American twenty-two year old who was orphaned at age of seven years old, and got adopted by the nanny who took care of her. Cassie also had terrible nightmares over what she had seen and heard the night when she turned seven. Damian is the mafia boss, whom Cassie will have to work, live and be with. Damian has a nephew, but only people who don't work for or with him, think the kid is his son. Damian learned to not be too attached to someone very early in life, because the pain is stronger when you realize that they are no longer with you. They hate each other, they are always fighting. But, somehow Damian starts to like her, and so does Cassie. But something horrible has to happen for both of them to realize that they have feelings for each other. What would happen for them to realize that?

We agreed we were going to spend Christmas together as a family of three. I briefly stepped out to grab my daughter’s Christmas gift, but quickly realized that I had forgotten my keys. However, when I came back, I was locked outside the villa. I rang the doorbell countless times, but no one came to let me in. Through the glass window, I saw my daughter happily smiling in the arms of my wife’s childhood friend who had returned from overseas. “Uncle Jones, you smell so nice. Not like my dad. He’s always sweaty and smells so gross. I don’t even want to spend Christmas with him!” My wife, Lily Quinn, looked at them indulgently and agreed. “Your dad hasn’t seen much of the world. He really doesn’t know how to celebrate holidays properly.” I froze in place as my fingers turned cold. Yara turned and saw me outside the window. Her face was filled with disgust. “What are you staring at? Why are you standing outside like some monster? You almost scared me to death! You’re not like Uncle Jones at all. He’s so elegant and well-mannered!” However, ten years ago, I was a top sales director at a well-known multinational company. Back then, I had the chance to be transferred to New York. Yet Lily unexpectedly got pregnant and suffered severe reactions. She was at constant risk of miscarriage. I voluntarily gave up that opportunity to take care of her and our daughter. Now, that sacrifice had somehow become undeniable proof of my uselessness. I took a deep breath and threw the Christmas gift I had bought for my daughter into the trash. Then I messaged someone saved in my contacts as “Apprentice”: [Is that overseas position you mentioned a few days ago still available?] The reply came almost instantly: [Of course! Mr. Lane, as long as you’re willing to come back, you’ll always have a place waiting for you!]

I was always flying for work, so I left the whole renovation thing to my husband, Daxton Pruitt. This time, my flight got scrapped last minute, so I swung by the house to check in. The second I stepped inside, some woman named Mona Scambley, who claimed she was the designer, chucked a stack of invoices at me. Couples' lingerie display case: $15,000. High-end waterbed: $40,000. One glance at that pile of overpriced tacky nonsense made me nauseous. My brows pulled tight. "Ms. Scambley, this is a private house, not some couples' motel. What is all this?" Her face flipped in a heartbeat. She jabbed a finger at me. "The owner gave those orders. You're just the site supervisor. Disobey me again, and I'll have Mr. Pruitt fire you!" Then she spun around and called Daxton right there. I laughed, cold and low, about to ask what kind of clown show designer he'd hired—until I heard his voice. Gentle. Doting. "This is Mona and my love nest. We'll do whatever we want. Don't like it? Get out." I smiled, snatched the list from Mona, and nodded. "Sure." One week later, that overpriced waterbed showed up—Daxton, very much not smiling.

To celebrate my mom's birthday, I fly back from abroad. At the same time, I plan to meet my fiancé, Kylo Winston, whom I have never met before, to discuss calling off the engagement. Unexpectedly, the custom cake I ordered for the special occasion gets knocked over. Kylo's childhood sweetheart, Nora Cullen, even falsely accuses me of dirtying her limited-edition designer bag. She screeches, "Who do you think you are? How dare you get engaged to Kylo? I'm his real wife! As long as you kneel and beg for mercy and say you're a worthless good-for-nothing, I'll let you off. Otherwise, I'll let you have a taste of what the Winston family of Silverlake is capable of!" I look at the ruined cake in my hands and smile frostily. What perfect timing. I'm planning to break off my engagement with Kylo anyway. So, I dial his mother's number and say, "I just heard the Winston family has two future daughters-in-law. Is that true?"

Like many women who refuse to give up until they hit a dead end, Winter Scott once tried to make a man like Chris Xander fall in love with her. But after three years of marriage, they were nothing more than strangers. When she was brutally attacked and her life was hanging by a thread, Chris wasn’t with her. He was by the side of his former love. Winter forced herself to let go. Yet the powerful man she thought she had left behind refused to disappear from her life. Step by step, he closed in on her, cutting off any chance of a new romance in her life and blocking every path of retreat. “You’re the one who insisted on marrying me back then,” he said coldly. “As long as I don’t agree to a divorce, you’ll never be free of me.” Winter looked at him coldly. “Sorry, Mr. Xander. Game over. This marriage ends when I say it ends.”

Fernanda, a resilient girl who got turned into a slave, suffered the tragic loss of her parents, escapes the clutches of her Slavemaster, Alpha Draxler, Alpha of the Midnight Shadow pack and finds solace with Sergio, the Alpha of the Black Moon Pack. Together, they seek justice against the Midnight Shadow Pack, who betrayed Sergio's pack and orchestrated Fernanda's captivity. As they delve deeper into their mission, they uncover shocking secrets, including the revelation that Fernanda possesses a rare and coveted ability granted by the moon goddess. With their love and bond growing stronger, Sergio and Fernanda share an intimate encounter, awakening Fernanda's dormant wolf and unlocking her extraordinary powers. However, their newfound happiness is short-lived as Alpha Draxler becomes obsessed with capturing Fernanda and claiming her abilities for himself. Now aware of the danger they face, Sergio and Fernanda, aided by their loyal allies, embark on a treacherous journey to protect Fernanda and harness her powers. In a climactic showdown, they engage in a fierce battle against the Midnight Shadow Pack, with alliances shifting and sacrifices made. Will their love and newfound abilities be enough to overcome Alpha Draxler and his cohorts, or will the unmastered ability lead to their ultimate downfall?