Venti Fanfic Novels & Stories

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

“But why does this have another piece? Did you predict that Oneil and Jillian will come around?” “I haven’t. I just thought that Rain might visit you. Knowing him, he would always look for you,” Victor may say it casually. But Geovensia could read it right through him and see the retaliating subtle tease from him. She can only pay back with a forced grin. She was good at hiding her crush on Rain but Victor knew it too easily. Essi was not even dropping clues for him. It shouldn’t be a big deal but Rain looks up at Victor like a senior since he aspires to become part of the Amrygia-Gautarza. Victor is his senior and he follows him like a faithful friend. Even Geovensia got jealous because Rai

he spat, storming off before Dante could see the crack in his armor. That night, alone in his room, Aiden scrolled through the headlines until his vision blurred. “Blackthorn and Veyron: From Rivals to Partners?” “Chemistry Caught on Camera: Are the Heirs More Than Allies?” “United Front or Secret Affair?” His reflection stared back from the black screen—scarred, bruised, uncertain. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t erase the heat of Dante’s arm around him, or the gleam in those golden eyes that had looked far too much like they belonged there.

As still as a log, my heart the opposite, doing all sorts of weird dancing in my chest. His nose touches mine, his lips quiver, and one more inch, just one more inch, and he'd reach me. One more inch and he'd taste me, and I'd taste him. One more inch and my control would shatter, my brain would shut down completely, and— "—Dante." In a flash, faster than the speed of light, Dante is on the other side of the balcony, and I'm tripping over my dress and staggering to the opposite end.

She lowered her feet and, panting heavily, looked at her boyfriend. Vangie gasped when he pulled his finger away from her. She bit her lip when the young man put it in his mouth. It looked sexy to her the way the young man was doing it. He wiped his mouth and positioned himself at her entrance. Vangie prepared herself once again. Because Bert will once again make her feel heaven with his raging weapon.

Since I never found the courage to open up to Vic, nor found any whiff of interest from him about me, I found my outlet in books. And Fangirling!!! I fantasised with characters from my favourite books, living in my eternal lala land and earned another nickname from Vic, "Dream girl"! But Vic is not Harry, nor Tobias; he was a thickhead, who had no clue of my feelings, or how to behave with girls. Forget all that, he doesn't even treat me like a girl! It doesn't matter now. I am going away from him, from this room which reminds me of him and all the fun moments we spent earlier. He was out of town for past few months to complete his final phase of training and I didn't even blink.

Silence. "The reason I'm not saying anything to that girl is not because she's a fan, but because she is not a fan. Among our fans, some tend to just stay for a few days and then leave. Such was she. We know all of it. Some are even fake lovers. That's why I didn't say anything, because that is what you expect from the likes of them. But if it would be a fan, a devil, I would have held her shoulders and shook her multiple times, asking her why? Why would she say that? She said she loved us. Then why now this?" Victor opened his beanie and ran his fingers through his hairs. At last he said,

It was obvious what we wanted: to visit our girls. "How's it going with you and Vix? " I asked my close friend. Dante shifted his gaze to me. "Yeah, everything’s good. I think… I might actually be in love. " I laughed. "I'm really happy for you, Dante. Just be careful with Vix because I won’t hold Valentina back from getting you. " I took a sip of my drink. "But I'm your buddy," he scoffed. I raised an eyebrow at him.

" Oh my dear daughter" " Father" Vanessa falls into his arms, smiling. " You look rather flourishing today" " You flatter me father" " But am being honest. With your perfect countenance and grace Richard will definitely choose you, he dared not look at another" Vanessa blushes, the red shade of her cheek thickens. Frenger holds Vanessa's shoulders, staring at her affectionately. He couldn't be more proud. " You must prepare. You live tomorrow, make me proud."he said blatantly.