Lovina Novels & Stories

"This is your room ma'am," ma'am, Eloise muttered, coming to a halt in front of a room. I nodded in appreciation and stepped forward to go into the room. " If you need anything..." she dragged, trying to ask for my name. " Rhea... My name is Rhea, " I completed with a smile. " I would rather call you madam since you are the wife of the master " she insisted, and I smiled stiffly. " Thank you ma'am Eloise," I mumbled in appreciation, and she smiled, turning around to leave.

"Valentina." "She built a bridge behind your back, Dom. She bought your captains while you were busy playing CEO. She’s the architect of the whole damn thing." "She’s thorough," Dominic muttered. Lina sat on the front pew. "Eighty-four," Lina said into the dark. Dominic’s breathing hitched. "What?" "I’m making a list. If I don't say them out loud, they get tangled." "Talk, then." "Account eighty-four. Cyprus. It ends in seven-seven-two."

RIVER I love my mother-in-law, really. One of the best perks of marrying into the Vale family is their mom, Luna Estelle, who is great, and when you have a great mother-in-law like that, it makes it so hard to say no to things that she may ask of you—for example, having a talk with her youngest daughter Vittoria. I have not the slightest idea what I’m going to say to that kid, but I immediately said yes and asked her to rope Luna Aeliana into it too.

She smirked faintly then uttered, “ Damn Shane, you need to be studied.“ I chuckled and stepped backwards, giving her the go ahead to go crazy like the queen she is. She stepped forward, one slow step at a time. The echo of her boots against the concrete floor made Rueben shake. He thrashed, nearly tipping the chair, as if hoping to vanish into the thin air.He even started crying—actual tears. Such a coward. Lovia knelt in front of him staring at him dead in the eyes. “You know,” she whispered, “I remember the exact cologne you wore that night. Even through the smoke.”

“Wrong? Who are you to say that? You’re just a low-life maid.” The other chimed in, tone sharp. “Or do you think because you’re the Alpha’s mate, you’re better than us? Please. The Alpha doesn’t even want you.” I looked at them, unbothered. I'd heard worse, much worse. Then one of them added, “Lady Lovena is someone of power and class. And she bowed at your feet? That’s only because she’s gracious. She’s going to be the Luna. Everyone knows that. She’s the Alpha’s childhood friend.”

Mikhail said coldly. "N-no I was not saying anything." Ivan said nervously. "What's the name of the baby girl." Suddenly Martin asked them making Mikhail and Rooh look at each other and smiled. Mikhail took her in his arms softly. His eyes looking at her with adoration which she clutched his finger in her hand softly making him release a shaky breath. She captured her father's heart already. "She is VANESSA LYNN GORBACHEV." Mikhail announced and everyone smiled hearing the sweet name for the sweet babygirl. ~THE END

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

I love you, Loren. " I love you too," Loren says and heads first towards the doorway. His eyes were slightly teary because he knew why Martina said those words to him. She is not only his wife, but the emperor of the Bliaviroth empire. She is a mother of two children,she has lots of responsibilities on her shoulders. There's a high chance of the vampire king aiming for Martina's head, and asking the knights to drop the blades. That's why Martina informed Loren beforehand not to get bribed by the vampire king. After Martina,the next powerful title is Loren. Loren was the prince consort of emperor Martina.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

Since there was a throne, a Vlad has sat in it. Carpathia is more or less the Carpathian Mountains. There are a lot of stories that come from my part of the world, most of which demonize or fancify my kind depending on which you hear. We aren’t undead or damned. In some ways, it does feel like we are cursed, but that’s just personal shit.