Victorian Era Novel Novels & Stories

“I’m not the scared little girl you abandoned years ago. You may have killed my parents, but you won’t take this company or my life from me.” “Oh, yes, we will. You know why? Because we’ve got everything ready. Go on, check the company’s news. You’re really trending!” I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone. Notifications flooded my screen—tags, comments, and hateful articles. Did Victoria, the granddaughter of Mr. Charles Arlington, really kill Marianne? I scrolled down and saw another headline: Rumors claim Victoria married Marianne’s husband. When Marianne tried to claim what was hers, Victoria killed her!

I felt like I had fallen, and dropped back into the Victorian era. "... Victorian era." Miss Cadbury said, and I had to stop myself from bursting into a girly giggle because it literally felt like she had been reading something from my mind. I nodded enthusiastically even though I had not heard anything. "Go on…" I said, to sound like I was on top of everything. "Do you agree with the Victorian era theme for your wedding or would you like to explore other themes?" Miss Cadbury asked, and my eyes went round like saucers. I reminded myself that I could not make it obvious that I had not been listening to the weird looking woman so I said,

Rain couldn’t mask her awe when she’d walked into the restaurant. It was beautiful… that was the only word she could think of at that moment. The place wasn’t designed to look luxurious or fancy, the interior was designed to look like something straight out of the Victorian era . It was bright, there were the brightest bulbs kept in lamps, they brightened up the whole place and made it feel like a different world entirely. “It’s beautiful,” she couldn’t help but say. She didn’t pay attention to Alexander, he was silent but her arms in his were a constant reminder to keep walking.

as I've seen it with my very own eyes, the author should give justice to her vague description in the novel! Victoria is a lady with fair complexion like the highlights of ginger that always seemed to gleam when they capture an ample amount of light. She also has a pair of golden-jeweled eyes that looks serene as it twinkles like the stars in the night sky which symbolizes her identity as a child of the Imperial family. Her florid cheeks and flawlessly sculpted red lips, on the other hand, look as if they were crafted by the angels themselves. Gosh! She looks like an exquisite sculpture! I feel like I'm falling in love with this face. But what caught my attention the most was the color of he

Opening her laptop, she flipped through a box of stored drafts to a half-million-word suspense series she had written six years ago. Other than the characters' names, the background setting was also different. Her story was based on the 19th century, while this one was based on the later Victorian era. Besides that, the plot and character settings had not changed at all, and even the direction of development and lines were exactly the same.

“It's okay, I also just walked straight, didn't look to the right or left.” “It's Jane Eyre.” Diana couldn't help herself when she saw the cover of one of the books on the front in her arms. “I also have one at home.” “Oh yeah?” the woman glanced at her book and smiled shyly. “I was on vacation in Bandung and purposely bought a lot of books as a friend of my boredom. From the synopsis at the back of the book, it seems like an interesting book.” “It is very interesting. This is a romance book from old English literary writings, first published in 1847 and the love story still survives today.” Diana rolled her eyes. “When Charlotte Brontte published it that year, it generated a lot of controve