Seras Victoria Novels & Stories

Victoria leaned in, her eyes reflecting the orange light of the streetlamps. "The Board didn't invent the serum, Maya. We did. We just lent it to them to see what would happen. And now that the experiment is over, we’ve come to collect the interest." Victoria holds up a small, crystal vial. Inside it is a single drop of violet liquid; pulsing in perfect synchronization with Maya’s scar.

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She said in all seriousness and I gaped at her. When Violet uses your full name, you gotta be scared. Bitch has psychopathic tendencies. "I hate you". I groaned. "You'll love me someday". She grinned. "Now seat lemme fix your face". I sat on the vanity stool and she went to work on my face. When she was done, I looked in the mirror and was amazed as always. She always knew the best colours to use. Thereafter, she added some little waves to my platinum blonde Bob, parting it at the corner.

Lilly spoke up softly as if trying to soothes her elder sisters heart ache. Champagne's brows knitted together and she rolled her eyes. Explain.. What the hell are they going to explain? How they had the best sex behind her back. Her blood was boiling wildly Champagne's green eyes searched quick around the room and caught sight of the vase by the door. She had given him that blue vase.. Yet he can fuck another woman without thinking of her reaction for a minute. Champagne walked towards the vase, she took it in her arms and stared at it for a while, memories flashed in front of her.

Shanaya now looking worried not realising that Lisa was with me. "No you must have heard wrong, this is my dress and I am getting it I was just asking for her to let go." "Rory just let her have it." I let go thinking in my head I wish I could let her have it. They walk away to get the dress. Me and Lisa carry on looking and she tries on a few dresses until she finds the perfect dress. It is long down to the floor. Bright green silk the same colour mstches her eyes perfectly. It had a plunge down to her belly button nearly. I would be scared to wear that dress as would be scared that my boobs would fall out.

Since Sei isn’t around anymore and it’s just a plan to make me confess, it’s a piece of cake ruining every company she owns. And that is how Theo Valencia is when he doesn’t get his way.

said Jazer as she approached me “What is your name kid” she asked “It is Jude, Jude Ochukwu” I replied “Okay Jude, we are just going to have some little fun, you and the rest of us” she said “Jazer, don’t forget that what we need is his semen. Don’t get carried away, I would sell you, if you contaminate the specimen within you” said Erzer. “Yeah yeah, billions of Tridits, I know. But I am still having fun” she replied

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

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.

Eye catching and it didn't have his name signed at the tip of the photograph rather, a different kind of name that didn't feel like hers. 𝒀𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎. 𝑻𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒂. "You like it?" His voice was thicker. He pulled her closer, his hands circling on her waist. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. His scent— an infiltrating mix of fresh scent of flowers and bubble showers.