Novel & Cerita National Velvet Novel

he growled as he left the room, slamming the door close, heading towards the direction of the attic and the library. Meanwhile, I sat down down on a swirl chair in the mini library that housed not less than one hundred books, getting sleepy over the interesting novel I was reading when I heard Armani practically screaming my name as he approached the library. The novel was all about a young mistress in search of her missing master with the hope of a happy reunion when she finally sees him.The story was set to medivial times of old, the year seventeenth hundredths to be precise. The novel was the first thing that caught my attention when I stepped into the library. It had a fantastic silver c

she said as she stood up hastily. Claretta just smiled, taking some files from another employee. Claretta watched in surprise, many of them were busy playing on their cell phones rather than busy doing their work in front of the computer. "What are you doing?" asked Claretta curiously. Several people started to gather around him and show them their electronic novels. "Look at this!" suddenly a cell phone pointed at Claretta's face. For a moment, Claretta saw the title of the novel 'Knight and 4 Ultimate'. Claretta skimmed the title of the online novel and Claretta felt dizzy at their behavior.

CHAPTER THIRTY Kim and her friend Jennifer strolled through the upscale shopping district, enjoying the warm sun on their skin and the sound of birds chirping in the trees. Kim was dressed in a stunning yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a loose bun, and her feet clad in strappy sandals. She looked like a ray of sunshine, and Jennifer couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. As they window-shopped, a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up to the curb, drawing a crowd of onlookers. Kim's eyes widened as a live band emerged from the car, setting up their instruments on the sidewalk.

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

It was an opportunity to create the world she have ever wanted with the kind of people she always wished for. She looked at Mercury and her lips curved into a smile. In her novel, Mercury is one of the strongest people, almost impossible to fight cause he sold his soul in exchange for power. She made him powerful that it would be impossible to bring him down. She did it cause she had a plan to power up the male lead. If she could get Mercury on her side, she would be invincible. Rielle was surprised at herself. She should be worried and bothered about being in a different world but here she is, happy about everything. Happy that she was in a world she created and can control at her own will.

just a little longer" as he leaned close. But I wasn't all right. My mind replayed Mrs. Prescott's words and my growing realization that I was a pawn in a far larger game. As the evening drew to a close, Mrs. Prescott approached me one more time. She handed me a small velvet box, her face quite unreadable. She claimed that her grandmother owned it. "You're going to wear it to the wedding." I opened the box to find a stunning diamond necklace that was almost blindingly brilliant. It’s beautiful,” I said, though my voice sounded hollow. She leaned closer and spoke softly. "Don't disappoint me, Bella. Remember that a Prescott's wife must always live up to her name.

“And you deserve the world.” She gave him a soft, tired chuckle. “I already have the world. She’s in my arms, and you’re right here.” Adrian’s smile deepened. “I’m glad you said that, because I have something special for you.” Elena raised an eyebrow as Adrian reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. Her eyes widened slightly, catching the sparkle even before the box was fully open. Inside lay a breathtaking diamond necklace—delicate, elegant, yet undeniably luxurious. Each diamond was set with precision, reflecting Adrian’s taste and his deep appreciation for her.

Her feet carried her down halls she wasn’t meant to know, guided by something between instinct and defiance. She reached the tower. The door was unlocked. That terrified her more than if it had been sealed. Inside, stairs spiraled upward. She climbed. Each step felt like crossing into something that didn’t belong to her. At the top was a single room. In the center stood a table. On it lay a book bound in dark red velvet. The Velvet Oath. Her hands trembled as she touched it. The cover felt warm. She opened it. The pages were not stories.

The interior of Selene's house felt like stepping into a dream someone had built with their bare hands. Not whimsical. Not soft. Just... otherworldly. Shelves curved along the walls, carved directly from roots that twisted out of the floor like living sculptures. Jars glowed faintly from within—powders, herbs, shimmering dust that looked suspiciously like captured moonlight. A hearth burned with blue fire, throwing dancing shadows onto tapestries woven with scenes of wolves and trees that moved when Charlie wasn't looking directly at them.

💌✨ AUTHOR’S NOTE TO MY LOVELY READERS ✨💌 Hello, my lovely readers! 🥹❤️🌙 First of all, I just want to say a HUGE thank you to every single person who has opened Dark Tales of Midnight: A Collection of Taboo Stories and decided to take this journey with me. 🖤🌹✨