Queen Vivi Novels & Stories

something that wakes the curiosity in me. Queen Violetta Suzette Von Travensky.

She couldn't say anything because Severus was immediately gone like the wind passing by. "Arggg... How could you ignore me again this time? I am the princess of darkness and how dare he not to love me back! Is this a punishment for my eagerness to have a relationship with the most handsome vampire in history?" Vivory shouted and the things inside the room broke apart after receiving the thunderous voice of Vivory.

She looked me up and down before giggling “Girl no need to lie to me I’ve witnessed your power.” My power? If crying your soul away while clinging to life on a dirty rotten floor while starving emits power then call me alpha. I cackled out loud at my thoughts. “I see you are mistaken, I’m no ordinary wolf girl I am Vivi of the purple crescent clan and I know more than you could ever imagine.” She went on.

"Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword." Varek took one slow step back. Boots bolted to the floor. "That line is dead," Varek said. The words came out like gravel. "The Sovereign King and his wife burned in the Sector Four sweeps. Ten years ago. There was no child." "The girl is twenty," Tor said. Voice coming back now. Harder. Like he'd made a decision. "She grew up in Sector Four. She fights with the Sovereign form... you saw it yourself in the hallway. And her father isn't hiding from a shipping debt." Something moved in Tor's face. Something complicated and old and guilty. "He's a Royal Guard. He's been keeping her buried in the outer rim for ten years to keep her breathing."

She was well aware that she would have to defend her position in the industry. “I am sorry Clarissa. This has to stop,” Ysabella told herself. She put away her phone, stood up, and took a deep breath. “There can only be one queen and that’s me!” Ysabella vowed to stake her claim. Meanwhile, it has been hectic for Clarissa the past few months. She had numerous events and engagements where she became the “star,” – always getting the attention of the press and the people involved in these endeavors. Bamby, her discoverer and mentor, had nothing but praises for her protégé. He'd been offering her advice from time to time, but he'd noticed how driven Clarissa had been since she began her modeling

The supreme dark-priest asked. “I will.” Veronica said with pride hinted on her voice. “Will you honor the duty and responsibilities that it will take you to be Queen, and do you do so willingly take this crown as yours?” The supreme dark-priest once again asked. “I will, and do so willingly what it takes to be Queen.” Veronica answered once more. “Then I declare you,” the supreme dark-priest said and she place the crown on the top of Veronica’s head, “Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, The Queen of Dexo Fernia.” The crown was placed above Veronica’s head.

She gritted her teeth and said, "So what? Mates? I don't give a shit about that. I don't have any intention to have a mate, and that too you? NEVER. Don't worry, King Vdius, I know how much you hate me, so I won't bug to you because of this stupid mate bonding. It's good that you're here; let's end everything here because I do not wish to see you again in my life." She stopped for a second as she could feel the murderous gaze of Vdius on her, but she didn't blink for once. Leaving a deep breath, Aurora said in a loud tone, "I, Aurora Fright, the Queen of Moon howlers, Reject you Vd_"

A way to spend time whenever she had nothing better to do. The people in the Vault knew her as Red: the fighter who was reigned the champion. Fighters also knew of her identity as the assassin, both her aliases for the fighting ring and as an assassin were, after all, the same. When Bella heard of a new champion being crown while she was away, she couldn't help but see who it was, also feeling the need to know why they named someone the new best without having to fight the former. The brunette walked towards one of the people who managed the fights, pulling her hood down before catching his attention.

They smiled their best smiles. I watched Vivian go up. Her bow was so low her hair touched the floor. Her smile was so sweet it could give you a toothache. "Vivian Knox," she said in a voice like honey. "Daughter of Royal Beta Knox. Crescent Moon Pack. It is my greatest honor to stand before you, Your Majesties." The kings barely moved. A tiny nod from Darius. Nothing at all from Orion. Not even a blink. Vivian's smile cracked. Just for a second. Then she walked back to her spot, her perfect face hiding her anger.

Another man stood with him… Carter, one of his oldest friends and former patrol Beta from Ashenclaw. I would have walked away normally. But then I heard her name. Aluna. I froze immediately. Wilson leaned heavily against the desk, rubbing a frustrated hand over his face while Carter watched him carefully. “You need to stop thinking about her,” Carter said quietly. Wilson laughed once. A bitter sound. “You think I don’t know that?” My stomach tightened instantly. Carter frowned. “She’s married now. She’s the Queen of Wolves.” “I know what she is,” Wilson snapped. Silence followed briefly.