روايات وقصص ضمن Victoria Gilbert Books In Order

Upstairs, Victoria lay awake, listening to the faint sounds of Gerald moving around the house. Her mind was racing, replaying the events of the past few weeks, searching for clues, for something she might have missed. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something—or someone—was coming between them. The idea that it could be Mildred made her stomach turn. Mildred was the only woman he had cheated on her with.

" He said this while looking into my eyes, and then scanning my nose and lips. The heat poured against my lips, making me itch from his strong presence. I liked how he spoke about me becoming his wife. "I am just as rude as you are!" I rolled my fingers across his bare shoulder before grabbing his collar with my fist. An infuriating smirk formed around the corner of his lips as he looked down at his collar before sharing a glance with me. "I am not Victoria, but Merry Gilbert!" I whispered in his ear as I smelled his body scent. "My sister might be soft like cotton, but I am difficult to handle!" My hand was gripping his collar, and I whispered everything into his ear while sharing the look

Victoria huffed as she heaved them into her arms. "Lord Sebastian mentioned you'd only recently discovered our world. I thought you might like to read up on it." "Wow, thanks." She fingered the pages of one, the title reading Encyclopedia of the Supernatural. The second was titled History of the Demonarchies. "I've also retrieved your belongings. I will bring them too you." "Thanks...Whoa!" Victoria gawked as his body turned transparent and disappeared. "What the hell!?" She stared at the spot where the demon had been not seconds before, her eyes wide as saucers. A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags.

he chuckled. "I don't quite get your point." Victor said. "Well...I must say, I’ve read quite the interesting story about you." Victor’s brows furrowed. "What are you talking about?" “I’m talking about you faking everything to Lyriel about your mother’s sickness just to get close to her," Gilbert said lazily. "Even sleeping with her best friend and having a child behind her back. And then, as if that wasn’t enough, letting her crash and burn. Literally. Wow... I'm very much impressed."

"How do you stand it? Having them just... hovering all the time? It’s so creepy." "You get used to it," Victoria said, her eyes following me with a malicious glint as I knelt on the floor to wrap the shoes. "It’s like having a dog that understands basic English. Though this one is particularly slow lately. I think she’s been spending too much time 'working' in the library." The girls erupted into another round of giggles. Victoria walked over to me, her silk robe fluttering. She "accidentally" kicked one of the shoes away just as I reached for it, forcing me to crawl further across the rug.

"This chapter doesn't make sense. We're past the wedding. We're on our honeymoon. We came back. Victoria died months before we even got married. The timeline's completely wrong." "Vi." He's fully awake now, sitting up. "What are you talking about?" "The story. Our story. It's all out of order. Victoria died in chapter eighty. We got married in chapter eighty-nine. But now we're in chapter ninety-four and suddenly you're asking if I'm having pre-wedding panic?" I'm breathing too fast. "None of this makes sense." "Okay, I need you to slow down." Liam takes my hands. "You're having a panic attack. Let's breathe together. In for four. Hold for four. Out for four."

Victoria fell to the ground and Benard stepped forward, pressing her head harder against the floor with his shoe. “You think I would let you slap me? Ha! You fool. You bitch.” he felt her struggle beneath him and at the same time he felt a strange thrill at the thought of killing her. Victoria closed her eyes. The desire for revenge burned in her chest, but the poison in her body and the deep cut on her stomach left her with no strength to act on it. Darkness slowly surrounded her and little by little her body began to go numb. “One day... I will find a way to take revenge on all of you. Even if I have to return as a ghost and haunt you in the darkness.” she whispered, only to hear his vicio

We separated near the library. Adrian had to attend another council meeting, while I decided to spend some time reading. The library was quiet. I found a seat near the window and opened one of Victoria's journals. After yesterday, I had begun looking at her writing differently. Before, every page had seemed like evidence. Now, I saw pieces of a woman. A mother. A wife. A friend. A person who had worries that had nothing to do with the Order. I turned another page. There was a list of books.

Victoria and the confinement nurse who did know what to do and eventually became a nanny were now the only ones left in the mansion. The confinement nurse glanced at Victoria and saw that she did not look like someone who just gave birth. At the apartment for medical professionals, Adrian sat on the sofa dejectedly. Everyone was teasing Little Chestnut, but he was the only one who felt absent-minded. “Dr. Seawind, you...” Elly could not hold it any longer and whispered, “Are you not happy?” “Gilbert... does he dislike me?” Adrian asked and remembered he had cast aside Gilbert and went for a date with another woman. That day had been Gilbert’s birthday.

I trembled with genuine fear for the first time since my arrival to that nightmarish kingdom. “Well, well, princess,” Prince Vogel purred with the same sultry tone I noticed with Abigail, Luthias, and Geo, “It’s indeed a pleasure to finally meet you. I have been most eager for this moment, I assure you.” A surge of energy shot through me when he placed his hands on my shoulders. His lips were cold and dry when he pressed them against each of my cheeks. I had no idea what he was, but I guessed he wasn’t a mutant-vampire. Since Sybil made a point of emphasizing my marriage to him would prevent a war, my guess was reaffirmed. Could he be part of the New World Order? I’d heard they possessed