Finnick Norton And Vivian William Novels & Stories

"So they are legally married." "Yes, sir." The assistant nodded. "We verified the marriage registration." Alexander's expression remained calm. "What about Vivian?" The assistant swiped to the next photograph. David and Vivian stood together during a charity fundraising event organized by Blackstone Holdings. The last photograph showed both of them standing beside several executives after the opening of a new construction project. "We couldn't find anything beyond these." Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Nothing?" "No, sir." "It appears Miss Vivian worked closely with Mr. Blackstone on several occasions."

VIVIAN The story was rather cliché, but if you'd love to hear me out, here it goes. Everything started to change four years ago with Annika's appearance. It was our first day in college, and Nathan and I had chosen the same program, finance. Well, I wasn't interested in finance at all; I just followed him.

"Or maybe the child wasn't even Nate's and that's why you killed it off." "That's ridiculous!" "Everyone, shut up!" The table went silent at Gran's outburst. He stared from me to Nate and then Nate's mother looking confused. Finally, he spoke up. "I believe in Vivian's character." He looked at me as if he wanted me to confirm that he was right. "She's a good woman and she will never marry for money." He finished up his passionate speech with the famous last words, "She loves Nate. I know she does."

“We aren’t even mated and I’m pregnant and living with my boyfriend, who I have a blood bond with.” Maddox just rolled his eyes and opened the lounge room door. “Hey!” Vivian smiled at us as we walked in. She and Spencer quickly separated, like they were in a deep conversation and we just interrupted them. “First ones here.” Maddox put me down on my feet so I could talk to Vivian. “That surprises me. Usually we are the last.” Putting my hands on my ships, I looked over as Spencer was shifting through the movies. “What are you picking?”

“It’s over before it even started. I don’t love you. So delete that ‘I love you’ nonsense from your memory.” She stepped back. “And be grateful I’m not canceling our negotiation deal. But if this leaks to my fiancé?” Her eyes hardened. “I will destroy your life, Harrison. Completely.” The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, but neither of them moved. Vivian stepped out first, her heels tapping angrily against the polished Blackwood marble floor. Harrison followed, looking desperate. “Vivian, wait just listen,” he said, grabbing her wrist. She yanked her hand away. “Don’t touch me. Not here.”

"Not just survived. Built. An archive. A marriage. Nathan letting himself be loved. I couldn't have imagined this, that day Vivian first walked into the parlor." "I think that's exactly what Eleanor wanted," Emma said. "Something living, instead of just something we survived." Ethan tucked her hair behind her ear. "I don't think she ever imagined it going quite this far. A security consultant falling for a historian, in a building funded by her own hidden money." "Maybe she did," Emma said. "Maybe that's exactly the kind of ending she was hoping for the whole time." Her phone buzzed. Richard. Nathan just called me. Actually called, not texted. Asked, very formally, for my blessing before he

" With that, I turned and walked out without looking back. Behind me, Nathan let out a long breath of relief. Maybe he was too busy celebrating his narrow escape to notice. With her back still turned to him, Vivian gave me a small nod. The floating comments flooded my vision. [THEY MADE EYE CONTACT!!! IT'S OFFICIAL—THEY'VE JOINED FORCES!!!] [I've only got one question now: when does this jerk finally get taken down???]

“So, please don’t approach me for this mall or for the apartment next to the mall. Thank you.” The call ended. The expression Vivian made was as if she smelled her own shit after not taking a dump for three days straight. Gritting her teeth, she coldly glared at Adrian. “Who the hell are you?” Adrian didn’t say anything. I stepped forward and held hand and said, “He’s my fiance.” Ryan and Vivian’s eyes turned round as the moon. Adrian turned his head slowly and looked at me once. I kept staring into his blue eyes—cold yet impossibly warm.

“My Luna dinner.” There it was. Not family. Not pack. Hers. I looked away first. Vivian stepped closer. “Ezra and I have been together since we were children. Everyone knows what we are to each other.” “I know.” “Do you?” Her voice sharpened on the question. My wolf stirred. I forced myself to stay still. Vivian’s eyes narrowed, watching me too carefully. “Because last night, for a moment, I wondered if you had forgotten.”

Scolds the young man wearing glasses who is also in the library sorting books. Elyn recognized that face, the indifferent face she met on her first day while searching for the school address. “The one on the other days. He and Vivian know each other?" Thought Elyn. “Oh Will! You're still alive.” she greeted curtly. Vivian is still vengeful for losing the exclusive news about Anthony's illegal race the other day. Without a response William only gave a cold look before walking away leaving the library. “You know him?" Asked Elyn.