Novel & Cerita King's Cage Victoria Aveyard

He didn’t look at me. Didn’t look at Ariana. He stared only at the witch. “But nobody steals from me. Especially not a dried up old witch.” “Dried up?” she laughed. “Take a proper look, cursed king. I am Victoria. The beautiful queen of the dark witches.” “Makeup hides a lot of filth,” Zayn replied lazily. “After I’m done with you, there won’t be enough powder in the world to hide what I carve into your skin.”

she marched right by us, rolling her eyes, and disappeared into my closet. Mandy pulled me to my vanity and pushed me down onto my chair, "The king is on the training field, and he plans to have breakfast in the formal dining room. Cassia will be there. The battle is on, and we had a win last night, but we can't back down. We have to kick her while she's down. Show her who's the better woman. We can't let her think up a plan and succeed in putting it in motion." she was swinging my hairbrush with emphasis as she spoke, then started in on my hair.

I snapped. “I turned your life into a reality,” he countered. He walked over and placed a small, old-fashioned brass key on the table between us. “Zander told you the sub-basement was empty, right? He told you it was just old storage from Silas’s days?” I looked at the key. My heart began a slow, heavy thud against my ribs. “What is this, Julian?” “The reason Michael is helping me,” Julian whispered, leaning in. His scent was alpine pine and something medicinal—something that didn’t belong in a home. “There’s a third king in this house, Victoria. And Zander has been keeping him in the dark for a long time.”

While he was still unconscious, a while ago, the sudden smell of roses peppered his nostrils, and he had to force his way out of the dark room, which only brought him to reality. The screams outside made him panic, and he ran outside only to find her in so much rage that, at that point, his heart rate became so fast that he thought it would pull out of his chest. Meanwhile, Stanley and the rest of the others living in the pack house stared at their king in shock. When Victoria saw how everyone was looking at her surprised, she raised her head towards the King, only to find Vega in his arms. She immediately scurried off the ground in pure anger, like she wanted to kill at that very moment.

A soft humming can be heard vaguely from inside, slowly but surely growing closer. The world seems to freeze for a second as I lay my eyes on her. Her 5’7 frame appears from the doorway carrying a laundry basket full of clothes and she ends up using her voluptuous hips to open the door wider for her to pass through. Her chocolate brown hair is tumbling down in loose, wild curls to the end of her back where her perfectly round ass takes over. The green in her hazel eyes seem to sparkle as she’s humming some song happily to herself.

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

Ashton started but stopped when Daniel raised his hand in the air. “What?” Alexander asked, looking at him with squinted brows. “I sense a strong witch around us. The Magna is too strong. Like a twelfth tier witch or maybe a-” “King?” Ashton completed for him before all of them rushed towards Victoria’s room. Opening the door, they looked at the sight in front of them and couldn’t help but widen their eyes. This wasn’t something they expected to see.

They had a lot to answer to him. “My King, give her to me … I will take care of things, we will take her to her room and take care of her.” Victoria said, her eyes searching for Hailey's so she'd cast her one of those death glares that made her break down, she wanted to take the girl away from the King so she'd vent all her anger on her. “So you know her then?” The King asked hotly. “Who is she to you and what happened to her?” “She's a maid, my king.” Victoria said. “She was found guilty of almost ruining the dinner, hence the reason she was locked up.”

When she rounded the corner the stationed guards bowing to her as she passed, Good, they all saw her, The night Ava was tortured cruelly and the unborn heir's miscarriage, Lady Kaila was at the king's chambers. Henri stood by the entrance to Axel’s chamber, his posture rigid, his eyes sharp as they caught sight of her. Kaila forced a lazy smile, tilting her head as if this was just another ordinary night. “Late, aren’t we?” Henri’s voice was low, normal seeing the beautiful lady before him, he was convinced that Kaila had spent the entire evening soaked in her crysthantheum bath like she usually does whilst preparing to warm the king's bed,

Was that really what she wanted to eat? This woman was exasperating and he couldn’t think with her in his home. He certainly didn’t want her to go hungry though. He wasn’t some sort of animal, despite what she thought. He grabbed the plate of food and stormed out of the dining room with it. A servant quickly moved in front of the King and held each door open as he made his way to Victoria’s room. King Salinger pounded on the door hard. Victoria came to the door, her hair was down and looked like she had just brushed it. Her face was angelic and all the anger that King