Victorian Historical Fiction

` It was a cool, breezy and stormy night. Rain came down in sheets, as a dark figure stood before a house. The house was pretty ordinary, white with blue shutters; it didn't have more than two bedrooms. It looked like a cozy little family home with flowers and shrubs lining the front lawn, and then the smell from the pellet stove smoke invaded his nostrils. He took a deep breath and pulled out an old, rusted compass from his black trench coat. It looked like it could have been from the 14th century, the small, brass disc was dented and the Victorian designs were faded. He studied it as it pointed east, towards the small house. He looked the house over carefully, looking for the best entrance, before proceeding towards the side to gaze into the window. Inside you can see the small kitchen; the brand new, all black appliances off set the linoleum floor. Cabinets filled almost every wall of the small space that made it look more crowded than it should have been. The kitchen opened to a larger room which seemed to be used as a living room and a dining room all at once. The whole house looked crowded, with the furniture in the living room all touching except for a small gap to walk through and the dining room was so close to the sofa, it could have been sitting on it. He stepped back into the shadows as he watched a young couple enter the kitchen. The wife was tall and slender, had strawberry blond hair formed around her face accenting her jaw-line and her deep blue eyes stopped your heart as you got lost in them. Her fair complexion was silky and complimented her soft face.

"Long ago...the werewolves went extinct and were slowly forgotten by the rest of the world - and never heard of, except in fiction stories. Until a group of selfish scientists rose together and decides to artificially create their own army of these creatures." ༺༺♡♡༻༻ Amara’s world crumbled when she witnessed werewolves kill her parents. Her vengeful uncle raises her, teaching her just one thing: How to hate and destroy the werewolves. When she gets older, she was suctioned off to infiltrate a werewolf pack, she’s horrified to discover that the alpha, Kyle, is her mate. Torn between her mission and the bond, she plots their downfall. As she uncovers shocking truths about her uncle and her past, Amara’s loyalty wavers. When the pack faces a deadly attack orchestrated by her uncle, Amara must decide where her true allegiance lies. With her newfound family and love on the line, can she save the pack, or will her uncle's sinister plan succeed?

So there I was, stuck in this dark Victorian mansion for a whole freaking century, thinking I'd never get out. Then, out of nowhere, these two gorgeous girls swoop in and rescue me! I couldn't believe it, and we instantly hit it off. They showed me a whole new world I'd only ever imagined, and I was all about living a normal human life.   But just when I thought things were looking up, this vampire named Vivaldi pops up out of thin air, grinning like a possessed Jack-o'-lantern. I mean, a name like Vivaldi is bound to give you the creeps, right? He claimed I had some ancient first blood running through my veins and demanded that I sign some crazy blood contract with him—the kind of deal that comes with some seriously freaky consequences.   Vivaldi was trying to sell me the idea that this blood contract was his only lifeline, the only way to save his skin from something worse than death. But I wasn't some clueless newborn vamp; I knew better than to just dive into something as serious as a blood contract. Those things come with some heavy consequences, and I wasn't about to sign up for that without a second thought.   The problem was, if I didn't go along with his messed-up plan, he promised to make my friends' lives a living hell—the very people I'd started to care about. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If I decided to team up with Vivaldi, I'd be keeping him around, which is far from ideal. But if I refused, my friends and the whole town of Shadowvale would be in serious danger.    It felt like I was caught in this impossible situation, like I was trying to choose between two rotten apples.

Christopher Hudson, eldest son and CEO of The Hudson Group, has his eye on four hundred and seventy acres of land in Bethel, Vermont. He wants to purchase the land and build a luxury resort. It is his vision that the resort will be the corner stone of The Hudson Group for years to come. The problem is the land will cost him more than he wants to pay. Selena Fitz and her friends are The Fantasy Fiction Writing Club. After a typical day at work, she relaxes with her club buddies with a glass of wine and her laptop at the ready. That’s when she discovers that she switched the club’s flash drive with the flash drive she gave her boss. The stories on the flash drive detailed all the dirty things the club members wanted to do to Christopher Hudson and his brothers. Desperate to get the drive back, the club members break into the Hudson Mansion. Instead of retrieving the flash drive, Selena is presented with an opportunity of a lifetime all because she owns a piece of land that her family has handed down from generation to generation.

Quand Ava accepte un mariage arrangé avec Vincenzo De Luca, héritier d'une redoutable famille italienne, elle pense signer pour une cage dorée. Mais dès son arrivée au manoir, elle comprend que Vincenzo n'est pas l'homme distant qu'elle imaginait. Il est énigmatique, magnétique... et irrémédiablement attiré par elle. Entre jeux de pouvoir, attirance irrésistible et tensions à peine contenues, chacun tente de garder le contrôle. Mais dans cette guerre silencieuse où le désir se dispute au danger, Ava et Vincenzo pourraient bien perdre bien plus que leur liberté : leur cœur. Dans ce huis clos brûlant, les regards pèsent plus que les mots, les silences parlent plus fort que les promesses, et chaque geste devient un aveu. Jusqu'où ira ce jeu de séduction ? Et qui en ressortira indemne ? Avertissement : Ce roman s'adresse exclusivement à un public majeur et averti. Il contient des descriptions explicites pouvant heurter la sensibilité de certaines personnes, notamment des scènes de violence physique et psychologique, de consommation de drogue et d'alcool, ainsi que des scènes à caractère sexuel. La lecture de ce contenu est déconseillée aux personnes mineures ou sensibles à ces thématiques. Note de l'autrice Cette œuvre est une fiction entièrement originale. Toute ressemblance avec des personnes existantes, des événements réels, ou d'autres histoires de fiction, publiées ou non, serait purement fortuite. Si certains thèmes ou archétypes peuvent évoquer d'autres œuvres du genre romantico-érotique, l'univers, les personnages et les intrigues de ce récit sont le fruit de l'imagination de l'autrice.

Three years after our breakup, I ran into my ex-girlfriend, and she had her new boyfriend by her side. "Hey, isn't that Henry the expert?" Diego Stanley taunted with a smirk. "Three years post-breakup, and you're slumming it here playing with clay?" I furrowed my brow, ignored them, and carefully moved the Victorian-era porcelain musician figurine onto its preset base in the display case. When I wasn't biting, he reached out to grab the figurine from my arms. "What's this junk you're treating like gold? Let me take a look." Cynthia Wyatt frowned, her voice laced with that familiar arrogance. "Henry, I've given you three years to shape up, and you're still the same loser? Come on, hand over that clay doll to Diego. Don't kill the vibe. If you play nice, I might even reconsider our old engagement." As Diego's hand neared the figurine, I dodged quickly and barked, "Hands off! It's a historical artifact!" Diego got pissed off and shoved me hard. "Some flea market find, and you're acting all high and mighty?" In the ensuing scuffle, I lost my balance, and the figurine slipped from my grasp, crashing to the floor. That sealed their fate. This entitled pair was about to go bankrupt trying to fix it.

The Last Call of Order is a teen fiction novel. The story took place at Urbama or as others call it- the city of crimes, where numerous crimes happen within the day but invisible to the public. A young boy, Xyler Darkenlor who mysteriously killed his mother was abducted. For an unknown reason, he was chosen to enter an institute where he was trained at a young age to be an Arial, the highest position in the killing chamber. To be accepted, he was let to pick a code name Niko which then he uses to forget his name. Niko receives order from his superiors in the chamber. They are being paid high for every completion of one mission. In one mission, he met Reca a highschool student who was shifting as a counter lady in one restaurant. He was intimiced by her beauty and ended up having relationship with her hiding his real identity. In a short period of time, Niko learned that Reca was actually the daughter of an ambassador that is currently involved in the order given by his superior, Kana. He was ordered the next day to kill her.

“Your body is made to carry my pup! Do that without objection and leave after giving birth to him,” Travis husked, his voice causing vibrations on earth. Rhea Duncan stared at him unblinkingly and scoffed, “I didn’t want to stay here anymore either. I’m still enduring your annoying nature because I have no choice.” • Rhea Duncan was inseminated by her best friend, Phoebe Barton, so that she could snatch her boyfriend from her. Her scheme was successful, but what Phoebe didn’t know was that she had just made her best friend a surrogate mother to the most eligible and enigmatic man in the country, and the alpha of his pack. What happens when a random human invades Alpha Travis’s world unexpectedly? What happens when Rhea Duncan realizes that the world she assumed was fiction is actually real, and she has just become a surrogate mother for the leader of that world? Will they accept that it is fate or just an accident?

Christian wants only revenge on the man who destroyed his father's life, and he doesn't care who he makes the victim of his plans, as long as he achieves his goal. On the other hand, a married couple, the twins Lynnet and Linda, one scheming, envious with a heart full of evil, the other naive, gentle, who has been mistreated by everyone, face each other for Christian's love. Whom will the man choose? Will he be able to discover the true face of the twins before an innocent is harmed? Registration with Safecreative under number 210715835980. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or adapted in any form or by any means without the express permission of the author. This novel is a product of my imagination, so it is fiction, the conflicts of the protagonists or the way they resolve them does not imply that I, as a person, endorse their methods of conflict resolution. I am against any psychological, physical or cyber violence. If you can't stand conflict situations or scenes of this kind. Then I suggest you look for another story and not continue with this one.

Trying to escape her dark past, Elisha moves to the island of Lai’eloa, hoping for a fresh start. On her first night on the island, she shares a brief, but insanely hot kiss with the sexy Jordan McAlister. Unsure of his relationship status and not wanting to start something new so soon, she blows him off. After his chance meeting with Elisha, playboy Jordan is confused about how he feels about her. He knows there’s something special about her, but he’s never been in an actual relationship before. So, he does something he’s never done for any other woman; He pursues her. Can Jordan and Elisha find a happily ever after together? Or will those who hide in the shadows keep them apart? Content Warning–This book contains dark scenes, including drug use, stalking, kidnapping, suggestions of rape/S.A., and death. This book is rated R18+. All names and places are works of fiction, and this work is under the copyright of the author. #DarkRomance #R18+ #FemaleLead #PainfulLove #Steamy #Betrayal #Obsession #Posessive #Jealousy