Queen Vivian Novels & Stories

Vivian’s expression filled with pure disdain. “She was an idiot.” I didn’t respond. Vivian continued, her tone dripping with mockery. “Imagine having everything handed to you.” “Money. Status. A powerful family business.” “She was the only daughter of Leonard Vale, the Vale Group founder. The heiress.” Vivian shook her head slowly. “And what did she do with that privilege?” “Threw it away.” “For a man.” Her laugh was sharp. “A pathetic little lover who turned out to be nothing more than a gold-digging rat.”

She couldn't tell anyone that Winston disrespected her. "My fellow vampire masters and Queen Victoria. I am pleased to announce in front of the vampire council that I have found my mate while we were in the conference. And I would like to ask Queen Victoria to give her blessings. As her own sister, princess Valeria Ambrosia is my mate. Will you accept my proposal for you sister, my Queen?" Winston was staring at Queen Victoria's face all the time he announced about his mate. He had a mischievous grin on his face as he told the vampire council that Princess Valeria was his mate.

“My Lady? Perhaps we should go back inside? You look pale.” *Pale?* Vivian felt like her borrowed blood had turned to ice water. Thomas’s visit was a stark warning. The amnesia shield was flimsy, a temporary reprieve at best. He expected Lady Vivian Ashworth – ruthless, ambitious, obsessed – to be ready for Prince Alexander’s arrival tomorrow. The original Vivian would have been vibrating with anticipation, issuing orders for her finest gowns, plotting how to monopolize Alexander’s attention, and likely already scheming against Sophia Bellweather.

"I asked him to!" "Quiet, Sia!" Vivian snapped. She turned back to me. "You took advantage of her. She is eighteen! She is a child! And you... you have been sleeping with her while letting me play the fool?" I straightened up, wiping the blood from my lip. "She is my Mate, Vivian. The Moon Goddess, " "I don't care about the Moon Goddess right now!" Vivian shouted. "I care about my daughter! You claim to love her? Then show some respect!"

He used to laugh at my rogue face for not knowing my place, for wanting a king beyond my unranked reach, but now the great supreme leader was the one who had been brutally rejected. Vivian cannot hold the laughter in anymore and lets out a loud, booming roar of amusement. "Alright, Aron, Hugh—get your boots out of this room right now. I need a private moment alone with our love-struck king here." Without a single protest, Aron and Hugh step out into the hallway, pulling the heavy wood door shut behind them. Taking a seat right beside Seth on the wolfskin sofa, Vivian pulls out his bright phone and tilts the screen toward his face. "Here—scroll through these profiles. Does any specific omega

I still can't believe Chynna, Is she allowed to lie to her patients? Aggravated, I walk to the couch, flip my laptop open, I click her name, and call unable to stop myself. It rings for a bit, and I begin to doubt her answering, how foolish of me to call her at this hour, she has a child, she's probabaly tir - "Viola." I still, I called, but still shocked. "Are you okay?" She asks, and I smile. She looks beautiful, peaceful even. "Fiona." I say with a gentle smile and an aching heart.

"Open your eyes and look carefully! That's our captain! The Pirate Queen!" Hank's legs gave out as he collapsed on the deck while Winnie's phone slipped from her hand again and it fell on the deck with a clatter. She kept shaking her head, her words all over the place. "No... There's absolutely no way that's true! If she's the Pirate Queen, then why would she wash our underwear and take out our trash every day?!" I walked over to Kaplan's sofa and sat down, crossing my legs. Kaplan immediately scrambled over on his hands and knees and used his sleeve to wipe the dust off the tip of my boots.

When I got hungry and tried to eat but couldn't reach the food, just sitting helplessly at the dining table, Cassie would casually walk by, feigning shock. She'd cover her mouth: "Oh! I completely forgot that you're blind and can't see! Why didn't you call me? Let me put the dishes closer to you." The mockery in her eyes was almost tangible as she made a show of setting the table. "Do you need me to feed you?" I ignored her completely. I picked up the phone. "Guards," I said clearly into the receiver. "This is Luna Selene. I need two pack enforcers at the Alpha residence immediately. The new housekeeper is being deliberately abusive."

She glared at her. “Okay, I care. So you either wait or you go to him yourself!” Lily snatched her hand from her and the header toward the class. On getting to the class, she saw one of Vivian’s minions hurting the two Junior girls she met in the Omegas’ association. “You make a champion cardboard for the Omega, how dare you? Does she look like the Queen? Vivian is the Queen? You agree?!” The girls yelled, slapping the girls on their faces.

"My smile was business courtesy." "Do you like her?" Amber pressed, her wolf Cora growing restless beneath her skin. I could see the jealousy flashing in her amber eyes. Following Lucas's script, I replied, "She's very individual." I thought of Vivian Quinn, a successful businesswoman who had gone through three mates and was currently with her fourth. She was Ryan's cousin, someone he admired for her independence and strength. (Amber's POV) Alarm bells rang in my mind at his description of Vivian. Very individual? What did that even mean?