Victorian Romance Novel Novels & Stories

Then she began ranting, “Just so you know, Damien had risked his life to protect Victoria without hesitation, even though I was also in the club and pretended to be nearly assaulted.” Fuck! This was even worse than I thought it would be! If Damien had been so protective of Victoria that they had mated, it would have been more difficult for me to get her back because the probability of Victoria falling in love with Damien had just increased. “How the fuck could this have happened?” I hissed out, and my other hand went to massage the bridge of my nose. “I told you Victoria must have seduced Damien, and now he has feelings for her,” she replied impatiently.

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

"If you aren't calling about Victoria's location, don't call me at all!" The front door clicked open. For a heartbeat, my soul leaped. Victoria? But the scent was wrong. It wasn't the soft, clean fragrance of lilies that followed Victoria; it was the cloying, heavy musk of Rosaline’s expensive perfume. She walked in, wearing a sheer trench coat that did little to hide the red lingerie she had bragged about earlier. "Jayden, darling," she purred, walking toward me with a practiced sway of her hips. "I heard the news. She’s gone, isn't she? The little bird finally flew the coop."

She let out a breath, shaking her head as she left the chair before pointing at me. “Let me break it down for you to understand. The bookshop you lockpicked— don't even fucking argue against that. I know for a FACT thai I locked it— and intruded on is MINE and it's on the other side of this room which I ALSO own because I own the entire BUILDING.” She huffed indignantly.

Her reflection stared back at her from the polished metal, pale and composed, just as it should have been. She straightened her shoulders. Whatever was happening between them, Victoria wasn’t going to stand by and watch Elara take her place. She hadn’t come back to London to lose Lucien to another woman. Lucien was hers. He had been hers long before Elara Whitmore had entered his life, and Victoria refused to believe that a little office romance could change that. By the time she reached the car, she had almost managed to convince herself that she wasn’t bothered. Philip opened the rear door for her, and she slid into the seat, arranging her handbag beside her.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

I heard his mum betrayed her best friend which was Mr Winthorp's first wife by sleeping with her husband and getting pregnant with Ryan". Three girls who were beside us suddenly turned and looked at me and that was when I realised I had been a bit loud. I rose my brows a them and they looked away and continued with what they were doing. Yeah, whatever. "Well," Nicole started in a lower tune now. "That's what the rumours says. Currently, Mr Winthorp has two wives and five kids - two girls from his first wife, one boy from his second wife which is Ryan's mum, and one boy and a girl from his third wife. And they stay together in the Winthorp mansion.

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

Good day and welcome to another story written by myself, Vanessa Nicole. The following story will have a feel of the Victorian Era as well as many other eras. There will be many triggers in this story too so I shall warn you here. I specifically love tragedy more than romance so expect some dark stuff! AND MY FANTASIES WILL BE IN THIS BOOK! Under no circumstances should you read the following story and you are younger than 18. *** I also just want to quickly take this time to say thank you to Eva Harlowe who gave me a lecture on the mannerisms and 'wordings' I never knew existed and the idea that will be added to this book some time later.

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.