Victoria: A Novel Novels & Stories

Against pressure applied from multiple directions at once until even the strongest foundations began to misalign. “Keep the next phases subtle,” Victoria said, her eyes reflecting the city lights. “I don’t want her knowing where the bleed started.” “And if she suspects the connection—” “She won’t,” Victoria interrupted lightly. “Not yet.” She turned back toward the glass, her gaze distant but intensely satisfied. Let her scramble. Let her rebuild in the wrong places. Let her believe she was reacting to mere chance. Victoria took a slow sip of wine. This wasn’t the end; it was the beginning of total exhaustion.

“That is not like this.” “Yeah?” Victoria let out a short, bitter laugh. “I understand. What you were doing wasn't sex at all. It was an accident, I'm sure of it. Your dick just slipped into her, and that’s how it all happened? I know how these things work. A hoe’s a hoe to the best of us.” “Victoria—” “Don't raise your voice, that doesn't make you right!” she cut him off, her voice suddenly turning cold and tired. " So if you would please GET lost.. I feel sick just seeing you in front of me right now. I don’t want the rest of my night ruined.”

With a voice filled with strength and conviction, he declared that his love for me surpassed any scandal or public scrutiny. At that moment, the room was filled with a collective gasp. The truth had been laid bare, and the power of our love radiated through the darkness. It was a turning point, a triumph over the shadows that had plagued us. But the battle wasn't over. Victoria, cornered and desperate, made one final attempt to escape, aiming to disappear into the night and avoid the consequences of her actions. However, our determination proved stronger. With the help of Mrs. Sinclair, who had decided to stand up for the truth, we thwarted Victoria's escape, bringing her to justice.

MAX A scream leaves my lips. I run towards her, my heart racing, fear a bitter taste in my mouth. Victoria is sprawled on the rock, unconscious, blood seeping from her mouth and ears, her body limp. She is dressed in the mating robes and she had been probably waiting for m. I start checking for injuries but I see none. It is almost as if she was suddenly seized by an illness. I put my ear to her chest and hear a death rattle.

The book has a stable cast of characters and some others will be recurring. this book takes place in Victorian England and the work won't ignore the time period, so expect some time-period problems like racism, bigotry, etc, they exist in this universe. But characters from all walks of life will be present in the book (LGBTQ+ and BIPOC can appear is what I mean). This book does try to stay as truthful to the time period as possible and the legends and folk tales of the places it tackles, however, some historical anachronisms may happen, and sometimes I will favour fiction over historical accuracy.

"Maybe. But survival is all we get in this world. The rest is just gravy." My phone buzzed. Unknown number. My heart stopped but I answered anyway. Victoria's voice: "Congratulations on your daughter, Eva. She is beautiful. I saw her through the hospital window yesterday. Thought about finishing this. But I did not. Because you were right. The cycle has to end somewhere. So I am ending it. This is goodbye. For real this time. Raise Grace well. And if she ever comes looking for revenge someday, tell her I was the one who chose to walk away. Not because I was weak. But because I was tired of being what this world made me. - V"

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

"He loves me. He's proposed three times knowing I might say no forever. He's supported my campaign even when it meant putting himself at risk. He found out about my sleepwalking and protected my secret without using it against me." "So what are you going to do?" Victoria looked at her phone. At the forged evidence that had almost destroyed her relationship. At the masterful manipulation that had nearly worked. "I'm going to find King," she said. "I'm going to apologize and then we're going to find whoever did this and destroy them." "Good," Amanda said. "But Vee before you go,there's something you should know." "What is it?" Amanda pulled out her own phone, showed Victoria a news alert. "Whi

“I’ve faced Aiden. I’ve faced Dylan. I’ve stood in front of men who would rather kill than be exposed. And I’m still here. I’m not the girl you pushed into a wedding dress all those years ago.” Victoria was breathing faster now, but she tried to play it cool. “If you expose the wrong people, they won’t just come after you. They’ll come after what’s left of your father’s legacy.” “I’m counting on it,” I said. “Because I’m not hiding anymore.” She stepped back, like she needed distance. Like the truth was physically pushing her away. “I gave you a life,” she said weakly. “You gave me a cage.” Her shoulders sank. Not dramatically, just slightly.

His mind was in chaos and couldn't fathom what was happening right now. "But what do you mean I came here alone?" Yakov asked, eyes filled with questions unanswered. Lucian smiled at him. "Because you have a sister." .......... Victoria was lying asleep on the cold floor after Lyric strike her in the neck and she passed out. She goes on a rampage and violently destroys everything in the place after her defeat. The place is in a total mess like a storm raging inside. All of her savings in the bank were gone in just a blink of an eye by the price she paid the hackers. Victoria was in deep fury when Narco and Lyric announce their defeat and she starts throwing them things.