روايات وقصص ضمن Viscount Druitt

The group felt incomplete without Clever, Bright, Hanks, Finley, Matteo, and Lucas. “You’ve grown into a beast, Adrian. The girls must be losing their minds,” Jack said with a wicked grin, raising his cup so Paulo could pour him more wine. “And you’re still the same shameless flirt,” I shot back. “Some things never change.” “The pack territory looks incredible,” Archie added, his tone thoughtful as he sipped from his cup. “Your father’s legacy is in good hands.” Jack suddenly stood and wandered to the large windows overlooking the female dormitories. His posture changed instantly.

He was accompanying a good partner of theirs, Countess Quartz. The most notable coupling of all was Natalia Adamantine and the man who broke high society when he appeared a few years ago out of nowhere, Sir Marvis Jane. He was the first werecreature to become an ordained knight jointly by the royal family and the church of Ducroft. Although he had the title of Baron, there wasn’t anyone who didn’t know about his strength. He was one of the people who struggled with Fredrich at contests, tying with him and Sebastian.

Eight Years Later Drax We have started our businesses, each under one corporation with Aidan as the CEO of Valmore Enterprises. The witch cloaks us so we look different to everyone. Only those in our deep circle will see our true faces as well as those who work for us, to the world I go by Drake Valmore, Ty is Tennison Valmore and Aidan is Ares Valmore. Everyone thinks we are brothers, and it is good that way, the thing is, our vampires were brothers in their past lives. The pains we had been getting when we got back from our long sleep, we no longer get, Aidan told me he got them too and we consulted Lexi, who told us she could help. She gave us a potion, and said, "Take this, it is nothing

A Agency and how they looks officially, and from what he sees, the uniforms, the person gaits and demeanour, it was real. “..I apologize, Mr.Mephis…at these kind of times..I have to be careful…after all, there were a lot of people are willing to go to a great length to see my downfall…Ahem!…it’s okay, Viscount Crisp…he is an Aeternum…”.(Duke Oliver Gust)

Lord Griffin Blackwood-Carter, Viscount Torrington, the future 10th Duke of Richmond, stood before her, with enough tension emanating from his body to fire a rocket to the moon. “Oh… Griffin,” she breathed unnecessarily, her mind at once accepting that he was the most sublimely handsome male she had ever seen and rejecting that fact at the same time.

Every time he attests to calm her down, the Viscountess would lash out to him and cries like a river for not doing anything for his daughter. All of a sudden, he heard a voice of distress from his wife in the dining area. So, he peeks without letting his wife know his arrival. "What? He escaped?! How did he manage to escape?! Dyrroth, I want that Prince's head for stealing my child's life. He deserves nothing in his world other than death!" Viscountess Pierce whimpers as her orbs river in tears down to her cheeks, calling another man's name endearingly. Observing them from afar, Viscount Pierce remembers the Majesty would always allocate a time in his hectic schedule to visit his wife. Now,

Across the room, Dru suddenly noticed something. A man sitting alone at a corner table. Older. Well dressed. Watching everything. Dru narrowed his eyes. “Luke,” he said quietly. Luke followed his gaze. The man lifted his glass slightly as if acknowledging them. Kyle frowned. “Do we know him?” Dru’s expression darkened. “Yes.” Luke’s jaw tightened. “Impossible.” Sophia looked between them. “Who is that?” Dru spoke slowly. “That’s Victor Halstead.” The name meant nothing to Sophia.

Aveline said and Drishti nodded in understanding. She could totally understand. She is a total stranger to them after all. If somebody says they will look after Dhruv, she wouldn’t leave him with them, no matter who they are. “Seriously, Drishti?” Shravan hissed as he came near her. “What?” Drishti asked in confusion. “You were again blabbering about Indian Royalty to the Sheikh?” Shravan asked. “I didn’t lie. I was only telling the truth. We are practically royalty. Just like that.” Drishti said and Shravan rolled his eyes.

a voice said. How did I not notice there was a person in here with me? Well, I mean of course. Someone had to be driving, but I couldn’t smell or see. “Who are you? Why can’t I see?” I asked. The man replied, “I’m Valkon Druce. Haven’t you ever heard of me?” “No. Now why are my hands tied and why can’t I see? Don’t you know my pack will hunt you to the ends of the earth for me?”

What a peace it would bring to me and like she said we are slaves of our own thoughts. "Sanchi." My muscles tensed, shoulders become stiff and eyes widened seeing him, standing against his car door. He was wearing a plaid red and black shirt, with black denim and without sleeves black jacket. "Dhruv." My heart thumped harder and faster. The corner of his lips lifted up in a smile and eyes went at the back of the building, then on my face. Dhruv was waiting for me. "C – can we talk?" He stuttered. Dhruv never stuttered.