Novel & Cerita Novedades Livia

"Who let you in?" "I'm worried about you." Livia walked closer step by step. Her voice trembled, yet it carried desperate courage. "Celia's already married. She's a member of the Orsini family now. She won't come back. Stop waiting. Stop torturing yourself..." He looked up sharply, his gaze frighteningly fierce. "Get out." "I won't!" Livia finally could not hold back. Her eyes reddened as her voice rose. "Dante, she's gone, but I can stay by your side! I can replace her! All these years, I've been with you. Can't you see how I feel about you at all?"

“Like... how?” Livia mimicked Jeslyn’s dramatic tone, “I’m Jefran’s fiancée!” then copied Leonel’s voice, “I don’t like eating alone~” with a mock soap-opera flair. Nico facepalmed. “Again... too much drama in your brain.” “I’m serious! That guy definitely has a past with Jeslyn. And I bet... it’s spicy!” “Like the lava cake?” “More like my life, Bro. Way too spicy to handle,” Livia giggled.

she yelled, gripping her hair. "Not until you tell me what I want to hear." he taunted. Livia sighed in defeat. "My name is Livia Moon; 21 years old and recently graduated from the University of Washington. During the four long years upon graduation, I double-majored in Industrial Technology and Computer Science. Then, with great due diligence, I was honored to graduate Summa Cum Laude from my class. After graduation, I was offered slash given a career opportunity by Apollo, and the rest is history."

I laughed when Liv made disgusted noises, and I walked up the stairs and stared straight ahead because by the look on their faces, it was evident they wanted to talk but didn’t want me to hear and when I looked back they smiled tightly. As soon as I reached the top floor, rather than entering into the room, I waited a bit being nosey. “What I’ve been trying to tell you was…” Liv began and my eyes grew wide thinking she was about to tell him about her moving and the new job. “I was less busy and I contacted Selena’s lawyer back in Luresia, and let’s just say there’s a clause in her contract that could rescind the whole contract and provide her back with her entire property and companies.” Liv

“Carissa, what are you doing here?” She grinned with that unmistakably wicked grin I had seen from the mother Luna several times. “Hello, brother-in-law.” I got up to meet her face. “In the spirit of familial love, I bear news about that little beau of yours. Precisely one that involves something that may have happened when she went into the room of her former beau. The Alpha, Nolan. Want to hear it? I promise you won’t like it.” She sneered. Oh, moon goddess. Please, it shouldn’t be what I’m thinking.

Welthe might doubt her or that she won’t be able to speak with him directly. As she journeyed to the residence of Mr. Welthe, doubt filled her heart. Livia’s sole purpose in that place is to uphold the truth and safeguard the billionaire from being manipulated for nefarious purposes. In her previous life, she discovered the truth that had eluded her for so long. However, she lacked the courage to rectify the situation earlier, as Letty had cunningly deceived her. The woman shed tears in front of her, pleading desperately for her silence as their friendship hung in the balance.

Livia had just finished showering. She was lying on the couch, the TV was on, but her eyes were glued to her phone. No messages about when Young Master Damian would be home. Finally, she decided to retreat to her room. This afternoon had been busy-she'd been scrolling through search results, hunting for clips from that love story show. 'Why am I just now finding out about this? Brave reporter, who are you? Let's be friends!' she thought, amused.

The vampires of her court were treacherous, political cowards who struck from the shadows. To be dismissed—to be weighed against a political inconvenience and found lacking—was a sensation she had never experienced. The defiance in her silver eyes didn't vanish; it sharpened into something focused and predatory. She watched the way he moved, noting the raw power even in his labored stride. A slow, terrifying smile spread across Liviana's lips, painting her face with a look of absolute, obsessive fascination. "I look forward to it, Lachlan Livingston," she whispered into the freezing air, the sound entirely swallowed by the hum of the ruined vault. They were the words of a woman who had just

“She left with nothing…” Another swipe. Another picture. Expensive surroundings. Elegant streets. Confidence. Her stepmother’s expression darkened. “This is not normal.” Livia swallowed. “It doesn’t make sense…” Her stepmother stopped scrolling. Stared at one picture. Longer. Elara is standing by the river. Calm. Untouchable. Her stepmother’s fingers tightened around the phone. “I need to tell your father.” Livia blinked. Now? Her stepmother was already moving.

Livia, who had already finished dinner, was lounging on the couch, eating freshly imported fruit and watching a drama with a satisfied expression. Ever since she had broken free from her family’s restrictions, her life had been nothing but bliss. She could do whatever she wanted, eat the freshest ingredients, and enjoy three daily deliveries of hand-picked fruit. It couldn’t get any better! Even so, she had been keeping an eye on the door. The moment she heard movement, she coldly mocked Britney. Just the thought of Britney enjoying such a privileged life with Brother Manuel made her uncomfortable. Britney had already been in a bad mood these past couple of days, and Livia’s provocation came