Levi From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

Overall, the last month has been hectic but full of joy and progress. Levi is an active and curious young boy who loves spending time with his friends Lane and Cortland. His interests have recently shifted to computers, and with the help of his mentor Coldwell, he is learning how to code. He also has a strong interest in the military, and is always following his uncle Carrington around, peppering him with questions to learn as much as he can. He loves the jargon and lingo of the military and has already picked up on the march steps. He is an eager student and is enjoying expanding his knowledge of the military and computers.

Matthew’s POV: I prepared a snack for the master, and I walked with the small tray between my hands, careful not to spill the coffee. I was feeling tired and lazy for no reason. It was like I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. I took a deep breath and gently knocked at the door. “Come in,” I heard Levi say. I entered his room and was once again, and I was amazed by all the colours reigning around the space. The walls were hidden under the best paintings he made. I remember he told me he was proud of it, and he loved to sleep and wake up surrounded by his masterpieces.

To his surprise, Levy still wanted to bug him. In that case, Frederick would have to come down heavily on him. Just as Frederick was about to strike… Thud. Levy knelt down in front of him. Frederick froze, and looked confusedly at Levy. "Mr. Lester, I have resigned from the Unusual Incidents Unit. I want to be your disciple and learn from you!" Levy uttered. Frederick was deeply confused. What was Levy on about? "Why do you want to be my disciple?" Frederick asked.

She was instantly warm and bubbly with glowing dark skin, her black curls bouncing as she moved. “You’re Astra Masters, right? Jerry’s sister?” she asked. “I’ve heard so much about you!” “All lies, I’m sure.” I said, seeing no reason why I should correct the last name. She giggled. “Probably.” I turned around and noticed Levi. He stood off to the side, arms crossed again, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. His grey eyes swept over me like I was a disappointment he hadn't ordered but got stuck with anyway. He wore all black, like he usually did. The same headphones I had seen before was now over his ears, as if trying to block the world out.

Levi was pissed off and in his anger state, he turned around his car and drove straight to the Onyx, Master’s residence. Just then, he saw Master getting into his black SUV ready to go somewhere. Not wanting to miss this opportunity, Levi hurriedly got down from his car and ran towards the SUV. “Good morning, Master.” Levi uttered nervously, knocking on the window of his Master’s side. The man pressed the button to roll down the window just enough to expose his eyes not even turning his head. His face was closed off but eyes were filled with annoyance and slowly building anger, covered with black goggles. Levi sensed the tension in the air and perspiration formed on his forehead.

At this moment, Jay asked Levi suspiciously, “Who are you? How do you know so much?” Levi pointed to those Sanskrit characters. “Can you read Sanskrit? The words told me.” Jay was surprised. He could not tell what the words were and asked Levi, “What else is written on it?” Levi stopped talking. “I can’t reveal it when there’s an outsider in here.” Cole was dumbfounded. “Why am I an outsider? I’m still the young master of Yorks Stronghold.” Levi said, “But the weapons don’t lie. Facts have proved that you can’t activate a single weapon and you have no connections with this place.”

"Then why are you following orders instead of thinking for yourself? Have you even asked to see proof of Alexei's claims?" Uncertainty flickered across his face. "He showed us... recordings. Of the ritual. It wasn't complete." "Doctored footage," Elena interjected. "I was there. I saw everything." "She would say that," the captive muttered, but with less conviction. I changed tactics, pulling back my wolf and sitting across from him. "What's your name?" The question seemed to surprise him. "...Levi." "Levi. Were you even born when Kieran slaughtered half the Silvercrest Pack?"

Levi assures me, “I trust you. I’ve seen you do amazing things. And I see no reason why it won’t work. My only real question at this point is, how will you know if it’s telling you the truth?” “Oh right, I forgot to mention,” I tell him, “I’m adding a dash of a truth potion to the mix. So it can’t lie even if it wants to.” “Go for it,” Levi tells me, ‘I believe in you.” I hope he’s right to feel that way as I combine my herbs and say the incantation. I look at the creature strapped to that chair and I pray to the Goddess that this works. At first, nothing seems to happen. Levi and I look at each other, and I shrug.

Daisy’s POV He was still standing there. The tall, awkward, infuriatingly calm healer. He hesitated… then stepped closer. “I'm Levi. What is your name, mate?” he asked softly, then lowered his gaze to the floor. Levi. That name rang through my mind. The name curled around my tongue like magic. My wolf was pacing now, begging to come forward. And somewhere in the back of my mind, I realized something terrifying and electrifying all at once:

He and his warriors are dismounting, moving with a calmness that feels practiced, like they have done this a thousand times before. The potion he gave me must have been a scent-hiding potion, and they must have taken it too, or there is no other way we crossed half the vampire territory, and no one caught a whiff of our scents. But…it’s different with Levian. He can sense other’s presence even with all those potions. As expected… The cottage door creaks open, and the sound cuts through the silence like a blade. My heart stops as figures step out one by one.