Seras Victoria Novels & Stories

Rachel "Baby, you can't be serious right now?" I said, wiping the excess water from my mouth. "I mean, no one is stopping us," Jayce smiled, tracing his thumb gently but seductively over my lips. "What about taking one step at a time," I replied. "Taking things slowly," "I know, but it's never too late to plan things first," Jayce wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to him. "So, what do you think about having two or three, maybe four?"

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

"I'm here! Sorry, the— the saleswoman was showing me something." "Oh, okay. So how long do you think you'll be? This rooftop is actually insane. You can see all of Midtown from up here." Daniel's fingers found the sensitive hollow where my thigh met my hip. He pressed down with his thumb, a slow circular pressure that sent a jolt of electricity straight through my core. "I—" My voice cracked. I cleared my throat hard. "I don't know, Ethan. Victoria's list is really long. She wants, um, specific serums and this limited-edition moisturizer that's apparently impossible to find."

Victor's fixation had transferred from mother to daughter, and Sera had spent years trying to build a case that would stop him before he could complete the transfer. And she'd failed. Not because her case wasn't strong enough. Because she ran out of time. Because Victor found out she was close and did whatever he did to ensure she couldn't finish. The car accident. The bruises on her wrists. The petechial hemorrhaging that didn't match a traffic collision. Sera died two weeks after writing her last letter, the one that said he knows I have the documents. Two weeks between discovery and death. That was how long Victor gave the woman he claimed to love before he eliminated her.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Dropping the tray on the table, she picks the drink, opens it and starts emptying it into the various glasses. She could feel Ruby's heated gaze on her from a distance, she could tell a lot was going through her mind. "You didn't get an extra glass for yourself? "Christopher asks in a calm tone, making Alexandra spare him a glance. "Yes! Not really in the mood." Alexandra responds now dropping the empty pack of drink on the table, Raphael attempts to pick a glass, she moves away from him, you could see the surprise on his face.

VICTOR Dea. Her name rang in my head like a symphony on repeat. I almost wished I had a tongue so I could roll the beautiful name off it and hear the way it sounded in my gruff, accentuated voice. She was human that was why she couldn't feel the electricity that passed between us. Even if she had felt it, her mind probably didn't linger too long on the sensation. She didn't know. She couldn't know.

Winston asked Valeria in a low tone. "I am Valeria Ambrosia, daughter of Caster Ambrosia, the second Dracula." Valeria answered the vampire master without looking into his eyes. Winston took a step closer towards Valeria. He pinched her chin lightly and guided her gaze towards his. "So, you are the sister of the great Queen Victoria?" Asked the vampire master in a curious tone.

Crystal laughed and said, “You are just too much. If it weren’t for you, I would be skipping school today. I am so tired!” “Well,” Serenity said, “I’m glad you’re up!” Crystal: “Why are you so chipper, anyway? Shouldn’t you be hungover?” Serenity: “Nah! I never get hungover - Well... almost never.” Serenity grabbed the bra from the bed to hand it to Crystal, and she happened to notice the brand name on the tag. And she gasped. “Wow!” she exclaimed. “Crystal, this bra is from the Heavenly Star line by Victoria’s Secret! You have so many new clothes, and they are all from expensive brands! This bra, for example, is from the most valuable collection in the world!”

"I'm so sorry, dear. I never meant for things to go this far." "You're sorry?" Serena's voice rose to almost a shout. "You murdered my mother and you're sorry?" "I think you should leave." Victoria moved between Serena and Eleanor. "Before you do something you'll regret." "The only thing I regret is not stopping you years ago." Serena reached into her purse. Victoria tensed. Eleanor shrank back in her chair. "What are you doing?" Victoria asked. Serena pulled out a small vial filled with clear liquid. "Do you know what this is?"