Queen Vivian Novels & Stories

she replied and they said their good byes and hung up. She smiled feeling better, her kids just made her day. * The figure of a woman stood on the roof of a manor surveying the surrounding with satisfaction like a queen surveying her kingdom. Vivian inhaled sharply and smiled in satisfaction, the soon to be Mrs Zoric title she ever wanted was almost at her doorstep. The only obstacle was Damien submission and consent, he was still not over Cara. "What do I need to do to make him mine?" Vivian questioned herself even her parents had agreed for her to get married to him to save the company as it was almost going bankrupt, but instead of him warming up to her, he was more cold and aloof than ev

“Of course, darling. I’ll fulfill all your wishes—anything. I don’t want to see you sad or doubting my feelings again.” Vivian took a deep breath, then rested her head on Bastian’s shoulder. “Bastian, I want to replace Casandra as the President Director’s wife. I want to lead beside you, to be recognized by everyone in this company. Can you do that for me?” Bastian froze. His hand, resting on Vivian’s shoulder, stopped moving instantly. “Vivian… isn’t that too much? Casandra earned that position after building this company from nothing. The board and the investors all know she’s the mind behind much of our success. Giving that position to you so suddenly would cause a major uproar.”

“She wouldn’t have done this on her own, and I doubt my father would’ve helped her with something this… evil.” He definitely wouldn’t have. My father believed Vivian to be a good, loving woman, a caring mother and a dutiful wife. The fact that this was happening under his home would break him, but it was something he needed to know, especially since he was in danger. “No,” Kai agreed as he scanned one of the papers, “Vivian would’ve gotten her funds elsewhere, from someone with power and authority who could explain a few discrepancies in her bank. The same person who had access to wolfsbane and attacked you the night of the party. I believe the good Luna Queen is working with Vivian.”

I snapped back, my spine stiffening, bristling for war. Her arms folded with deliberate grace, a queen surveying something beneath her. Her lips curved, slow and venomous. “My name is Vivian, this is my boss and I would not allow you speak to him like that” she scoffed, “You think because you are a woman, he wouldn’t want to silence you, right?” she looked at him then back at me, “That’s why I am here, to get rid of annoying women who he respectfully doesn’t want to get rid of by himself”

"It's odd, being looked up to as a queen when I wear no crown upon my head." The women all nod, their heads bobbing as they knit ferociously. "You are respected like a queen before you wear the crown because you carry the king's child in your stomach," Ivona says, her voice a little standoffish and harsh, saying it in such a way as if it is the only reason why I am respected. Arlena shoots Ivona a warning glare before turning back to I with a smile stretched on her face. "You wear the prized topaz. Everyone knows the story of the topaz and every woman in the entire kingdom has had hopes and dreams at

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

“Can we take a seat first, kids? I want you to meet someone. Damian immediately shook his head. “I’m leaving. “Damian!” Damon exhaled and sat down on the chair. I turned to Dominic, who clenched his jaw and forced himself to sit. I bit my lip nervously and walked over to the man who had welcomed Aunt Evelyn. I smiled at him.“Hi, I’m Isabella… Aunt Evelyn’s niece. He smiled warmly and shook my hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Isabella. I’ve heard plenty about you from your Aunt Evelyn. My name is Ethan Vale.

But when someone appeared in his line of sight, he stopped moving. "Well, hello there, little guy . . . What are you doing there under the rain?" Eric watched as Evangeline bent down and grabbed Snow into her embrace. He forgot to breathe as he watched the woman –– dubbed as a vicious, cruel, pompous Queen –– protectively embraced Snow in her arms. "Did you run away from home? I don't see a collar though . . . ," Evangeline murmured. She swept Snow with her lilac eyes and her pouty lips stretched wide in a smile.

“We’re compromised.” Lydia set the coffee down, face hardening. “The message?” Isla nodded. “Whoever this ‘Queen’ is, they knew someone accessed the Version 4 designs. They also knew exactly which drafts were stolen. Whoever they are, they’re watching closer than we are.” “We’ve got the access logs,” Lydia said, unlocking the tablet. “Two names match routine access. The third—Aaron’s.” Isla’s chest tightened. She had known it deep down. The moment she saw the timestamp. The moment she felt the weight of the warning.

Vivian is deceitful, manipulative, and self-serving. She wants Caspian, but she wants the crown more. When King Alexandros expressed his desire to pass the throne down to me, she came to me hoping that I'll make her my mate and my queen. Now that he threatened to hand the crown back to Caspian, she's determined to dig her claws back into him." "Oh…" is all I manage to say. I only want Caspian, I never wanted the crown. "Will you though?" "Huh?" "Will you ever make her your queen if you become king?"