Venti Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Blanche meaningfully said as she finished putting the plates and utensils on the table. Vixx rubs the back of her left ear and sighs. "Well, it'll depends if I get to have some benefits." The Captain scoffs, "Let's just say, you might be surprised what kind of rodent we have here." "Who knows," Vixx shrugs as the Captain is seated beside Venus. Alexis and Hyun Ah just shook their head out of disbelief while the rest of the team are confused. Athena on the other hand just looked at them and then proceeded on scribbling something on her phone.

Kaen orders with a pointing finger. " A number 1 fan?" I repeated a little confused. I could see V1's soul finally giving up on life and drifting away to the afterlife. Kaen suddenly grabs his soul and shoves it back into his body. Kaen stomps on his stomach making sure his soul is in properly... What I saw.... was my imagination. ... right? " ...A number. .. 1 fan.." V1 says weakly like he really was on his final legs of life.

She doesn't look back; she just gets to Vincenzo's room, opens the door, and enters inside. Why is she here? Vincenzo was lying! I wanted to continue my journey but I couldn't bring myself to move one inch forward, so I went back and placed my ear on the door. “So the rumors are true?” Melinda seethes, the bitterness in her tone is palpable. “What rumors?” Vincenzo snaps angrily. “You're sleeping with that filthy slave?” Melinda sneered. “She's not a slave!” Vincenzo counters, maybe he wasn't lying after all.

The air between us crackled and I felt my body tense with anticipation. “Do you need something Vittoria?” He asked, his gaze focused on my lips. I swallowed, my throat dry. “Ummm–” He lifted a hand and brushed my cheeks with his fingers, his featherlight touch sending shivers down my spine. My lips parted, letting out a shaky breath as his thumb traced the corner of my mouth. This isn't why I'm here, I should stop this. But I didn't. He leaned in, his face inches from mine, his breath fanning my lips. His gaze was intense, searching my face. As if he was waiting for me to pull away.

" 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.

Ten minutes later ~ Antonio sat in his living room, smoking a cigarette. Vixen stood before him, fidgeting with anticipation. She had fantasized about this moment, hoping he'd finally give in to his desires and take her roughly, her screams echoing through the chamber. But now, as she met his gaze, she felt a pang of disappointment.

She was hyperventilating. Her mind flashed back to the study. To Oreon. She looked at her hand, the hand that had touched his chest. She could still feel the heat of his skin. The hard ridge of his scars. The pulse of his blood. It burned her. “You need a Luna who is holy,” she had whispered to him. Sin! her mind screamed. Desire is a sin! You are the Vessel of the Law! You cannot want the flesh! Flashback The Meditation Cell. She was fifteen.

"Taking revenge for the things you did to me, of course!" "No… You can't do that to me… Not the face…" I gripped the knife and slashed him right across the face. He immediately let out a shrill scream. "No, my face! My face!" Jade roared at me in anger. "You sick bastard! Wilbur is my boyfriend! Let him go and come at me instead!" I dropped the knife and turned to look at Jade. "Your boyfriend? We're engaged, and you still had the audacity to date someone else?"

My voice whipped out, very harsh that others stopped to look at the cause of my ire. “Err, congratulating you?” Viana replied in an obvious tone, the thing was she totally had the benefit of the doubt to pull the stunt she is trying to do right now since our fathers were kind of friends and they have been hoping that we end up as mates, Viana shares the same hope as them and had never wasted any opportunity to touch. If the mate bond did not activate when I turned sixteen and she hugged me then proceeded to practically sit on me throughout my party and it did not activate when she kissed me and almost raped me on her sixteenth birthday, I wonder why she still held on to the hope that I am fo

She imagined the way he would move above her, his muscles rippling beneath his skin, his eyes locked on hers. The scene played out in vivid detail, Ivy's heart racing with excitement. She felt a thrill at the thought of surrendering to Victor's touch, of losing herself in his embrace. The fantasy was so real, she could almost feel his warm breath on her skin, his lips whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Ivy's thoughts drifted to Victor, imagining the spark that would ignite when their bodies touched. She pictured her fingers tracing the contours of his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath her touch.