Romans & histoires Victoria Holt Books In Order

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

Chapter 8 Victoria stood in front of her expansive walk-in closet, meticulously perusing her extensive collection of fashionable attire. Today marked her inaugural day as a secretary, and she desired an ensemble that exuded professionalism, yet possessed a touch of unparalleled style. After considerable contemplation, her discerning eye settled upon a chic black pencil skirt that effortlessly embraced her enticing curves. Paired with this form-fitting garment was a vibrant coral-colored blouse, carefully chosen to accentuate her warm complexion with its brilliant hue. The crowning elements of her ensemble were her favorite nude heels, flawlessly elongating her legs, and tastefully complement

Then made a sleeping gesture—head on folded hands. Raven understood. Victoria lingered a moment longer, studying her with those unblinking ruby eyes. Then she turned and left, the heavy door closing behind her with a soft, final click. Raven stood alone in the room. She dropped the satchel onto the floor. Sank onto the edge of the bed. Her hands shook as she pulled out the black tome. The firelight danced across the inky leather cover. She opened it—pages parting easily now, as though the book recognized her exhaustion and offered no resistance.

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

I understood it—God, I understood it—but I couldn’t let desperation destroy everything. A soft knock broke my thoughts. My chest tightened. It was late. Too late. The door creaked open. Victoria. She leaned against the frame, silk clinging to her like a second skin, lips curved in a smile that never touched her eyes. “Still working?” she purred. I slid the folder under another, closing it fast. “Board reports.” Her heels clicked against the floor as she circled the room like a predator. She never sat. She never rested. Victoria was always circling. Always hunting.

“I don’t care who gets hurt. I don’t care what burns. All I want is you… and I’ll have you.” She crawled across the bed, reaching for her phone. Just as her fingertips brushed the device, her vision blurred, the world tilting sideways. Darkness crept in from the corners of her eyes. The bottle slipped from her hand, rolling across the sheets. Her phone lit up in the dark, buzzing against the nightstand. An unknown number. Her eyes fluttered shut as the screen continued to glow as the phone rang. The morning broke too early, pale light slipping through her curtains. By six-thirty, Victoria was already out of the shower, sliding into a black dress laced with crimson accents. Red—the color of s

"Mr. Holt, Ms. Victoria Holt is here. Insists it's urgent." Damian's jaw tightened. "Send her up." Elena straightened. "Victoria?" "My half-sister." He rubbed his temple. "She shows up when she wants something. Usually at the worst time." The elevator dinged again. A woman stepped out, mid-30s, sharp bob of auburn hair, tailored black coat over a silk blouse, heels that clicked like judgment. She carried a leather portfolio and an air of calculated calm. "Brother." Victoria's smile was cool, professional. Her eyes flicked to Elena, assessing. "And this must be Elena Reyes. The new partner causing all the buzz."

MATHIAS POV I lock the cabin and head toward the intoxicating scent, every fibre of my being is telling me to take my mate, make them mine, never let them go but I need to stop them seeing the wolf I have locked in my basement. I move quietly back toward the lake where I just fought the hybrid, seeing someone leaning down looking at something on the ground...blood. I can hear her heart rate start to rise, she's starting to panic, she has fire engine red hair flowing down her beautiful back stopping just before her luscious ass. She smells like tea tree oil and Lilly. this is it, I finally found her, I want to run to her, take her in my arms and make her and every inch of her body mine, I wan

"Again!" Five years later. Selena swung the blade harder. This time, she struck through the simulation drone with swift, brutal precision. Sweat dripped down her temples, but her eyes were still cold, sharp, and did not waver. "She’s improved!" a voice said behind the glass. Martin stood watching her. His pride was well-hidden behind that signature cold mask, but even he couldn’t deny it. Selena was no longer the weeping girl in a bloodstained dress. She was Serena Victoria Serpentine now. In mind, body, and spirit.

“No need.” All eyes immediately turned to her. Victoria’s smile grew even wider. “I’ve already found it.” The room fell silent. Lilith furrowed her brow deeply. “Found what?” Victoria pulled an old book out of her leather bag. “Besides, you guys are moving too slowly,” she said in a very casual tone. Lucas stared at the book expressionlessly. “That’s…” Victoria held the book up a little higher. “Lilith’s family journal.” Selene immediately stood up as well. “Victoria, where did you get it?”