Villan Books Novels & Stories

VIVIAN The story was rather cliché, but if you'd love to hear me out, here it goes. Everything started to change four years ago with Annika's appearance. It was our first day in college, and Nathan and I had chosen the same program, finance. Well, I wasn't interested in finance at all; I just followed him.

Caitlin sat in her large room in Dunvegan in Castle at a writing desk, looking out the window at the sunset sky. She examined the torn page McCleod had given her, holding it up to the light. She slowly ran her fingertips along the embossed, Latin letters. They looked and felt ancient. The entire page was so beautifully and intricately designed, and she marveled at the intricate colors along the paper’s edges. Back then, she realized, books were made to be works of art in and of themselves.

I initially broaden my eyes after spotting a very recognizable figure before doing it again. Not only is the picture of the Millian present, but it also includes directions. I've studied hard enough to understand every meaning of the ancient language because I once believed I would be the empress of this empire. As a result, I only know the words on this page. “Any ailment can be cured by the Millian. However, when used improperly, it can also be poisonous. When the Millian is combined with spices, it can spark a person's concealed disease, which is the deadliest thing it can do, kill them without leaving any evidence. The Millian is also a treatment for a werewolf whose Luna had died, as we

‘Vivian, is this true? Inside her head she saw Vivian clearly now, her knees curled into her chest as she kept her arms tight around them. Silver was sniffing at Vivian’s bright red hair. ‘Viv, are you alright?’ Vivian looked up then, feeling as if Jordyn’s violet eyes had met her black ones. Vivian looked nearly identical to Jordyn except the bright red hair and black eyes. Her skin was a little bit paler and her barely there clothing seemed to be made of autumn leaves with a mix of brown, red, and orange coloring. She still had a red hazy aura surrounding her. As Vivian’s head snapped to the side to look at Silver, Silver jumped back, which Silver was never afraid of anything.

I throw away somewhere in a corner of his room that book with annoyance and he jumped in fear from my action. "Give me a list of your friends those who would care for you," I said without looking at him. I wasn't thinking about him, only about Lilliana and Maggie. Why I am thinking of myself being near them, reading to them, caring for them. I should forget Lilliana she is involved with a dark world, but why she lives so freely. Who is the vampire which marked her? How could he let her live marked but didn't turn into a vampire? Only a bride could have this mark, she had to be turned into a vampire, how she could heal from that mark, how she managed to survive from it? All the time she gave

Once done, Lilliana dabbed her face dry with another and hung it back on the wrack towel before leaving the bathroom. The girl went into her walk-in closet to get dressed. She threw on a pair of biker shorts and a baggy shirt before going out to the kitchen to grab a few snacks to eat and came back to her bedroom. Lilliana placed the snacks on her bed and walked to her bookshelf, acked with all her new books. After she was released from the hospital, Damon had taken her to a bookstore to buy all the books that were burnt in the fire and a couple of new ones that the girl had been meaning to buy. She chose ‘Cursed to be mine’ by Amanda Grant and walked back to her bed. She crawled to the midd

now this saying comes in handy. “But that’s not the reason why I called you here today!” I smiled back brightly as if nothing happened just a minute ago. Evander slowly released his breath and scratched his head in embarrassment. That matter should not be settled now, I still have a lot of things to do and this matter must come first! “I called you for a mission!” “uh-huh,” Evander nodded his head as he looked at me with interest “I want you to get me the most popular books among commoners and nobles!” His jaw dropped at my unexpected request “…what?” I placed a hand on my hip and nodded confidently with a smug. “Ten. I need at least ten romance books. I’m going to do my research.” He looks

Gosh, I'm so smooth. "Princess Belladonna, you have good eyes," Count Villiers said with a proud smile on his face, then he turned to his wife with sparkling eyes. Ah, it was obvious that he was so in love with the countess. "Lilian is indeed lovely." The glow in Countess Villiers's face made her look more beautiful. In fact, if they were in a webcomic, I could imagine the frame of Count and Countess Villiers filled with hearts and roses.

Lila's pov “This is Caleb A.K.A black vortex” Damon said, nodding toward the figure in the corner. “He works with me as my side kick” Immediately, I heard the name "Black Vortex," and my breath hitched.The name wasn’t just familiar; it was infamous. Black Vortex was a shadow in the underground world, a digital phantom who could infiltrate the most secure systems without leaving a trace. He also had the ability to manipulate shadows, bending them to his will, creating illusions that could disorient or terrify his enemies. This power made him a master of stealth, able to move unseen and strike from the darkness.

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