Viscount Novelas e Histórias

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

She smiled broadly, giving a brief assessment of Jenna's group of friends. Selina quickly had the answer for herself, and the human interior was complicated. It's not right to say she can see through them, but she's too sensitive to recognize them. “Who is that handsome man, Jenna?” Wolfgang saw that someone asked about him, so he naturally introduced himself, "My name is Wolfgang. I was Jenna's companion on a trip for the past month." Sarah and Vera seemed to understand something. They “Oh!” up and laughed. "We know this man is the one who changed you, right?"

Vincenzo pulled out a white hand towel and cleaned up the blood on the knife before dropping it and picking up another one. My eyes widened a little as I saw the blade in his hands. Spyderco Matriarch. Vincenzo rarely used this blade on anyone because in his words 'he wouldn't waste his favorite blade on mere situations.' The blade was only ever seen when the boss was enraged. And I knew the moment was now. I could see that he was barely controlling his rage.

all to make sure whatever they witnessed in my mafia stayed buried where it belonged. “Unlike you, I don’t have a thousand rules when it comes to fucking,” he scoffed. I ignored him. I pulled the envelope open, slid the papers out, and the profile at the top confirmed everything I’d been suspecting. Emilia Visconti. Date of Birth: May 23rd, 2004. Age: 21. Mother: Luciana Romano. Father: Alessandro Visconti. Education: Art major. Transfer student from Winston College, America → Bocconi University.

A contact number followed. I looked at the name for a long moment. Vincent Hale. Forty years in luxury goods. Flagship partnerships on five continents. The kind of institutional weight that did not send four sentence emails to people it was not entirely serious about. "Monday," I said. Olivia nodded and left. I sat back in my chair and looked out the window and allowed myself exactly thirty seconds to feel the full size of what that email meant. Thirty seconds. Then I picked up my pen and went back to the Paris approvals because that was what I did and thirty seconds was enough.

The surprise that Visent slipped so easily into our country without checks or detection kept overwhelming me. As Adrian continued talking, the picture of a mastermind came out: a chameleon who changed appearance and identity as he wanted. "As soon as he came to our country, he changed," Adrian said, sounding still amazed. "He did a surgery to change his look and change his name from Visent to Visha." My eyes went wide, my hand flying to my mouth in surprise. "Gosh, that's smart of him," I whispered. I could not help the twisted admiration in my heart, knowing how smart and resourceful Visent had been.

Kael Visconti. Standing tall, exuding an aura of quiet authority, Kael Visconti was a man whose mere presence commanded attention. A tycoon, a billionaire—his name alone sent whispers through elite circles, but it wasn’t just his wealth that made him feared. There were rumors, dark and persistent, that the Visconti family wasn’t just powerful in business but had ties to something far more dangerous. Some claimed they were the unseen force controlling the city's underworld, their influence stretching into places no law could reach. And at the center of it all was Kael Visconti himself—the rumored mafia don.

I was looking at myself in the full-length mirror, staring at my body and running my hands over my sides. "Fuck" Is all he managed to say when he saw me, he had on an all-black tuxedo and his hair was messy but he also looked classy there was also a gold watch on his wrist which looked pretty expensive. "It's not too much, you look beautiful." He started walking towards me slowly, and I turned around to look at him. "You are beautiful." He placed a kiss on my cheek, and he held out his hand for me. "You don't look so bad yourself, sir," I teased, and he chuckled darkly; taking his hand, we walked down the stairs, my heels clicking against the floor, and I got a scent whiff of Alessandro's co

the governor nodded. "Please, let me introduce myself," the viscount raised a hand and tipped his head slightly down. "I am Daniel Bishop, Viscount of Everdeen, but you can erase the appellation anytime. I am but a humble servant to the realms. I am honored to be the next representative of Terranis." "Good. You are welcome to this circle, Viscount Daniel and we wish you the best in your new position," Lord Jacobi replied. He stood up and neared him, only passing Lady Yllana and Lord Mage Aizen to get to him.

(Viscount Johnathan) Viscount Johnathan, a silvered haired man, dressed neatly in a suits, for everyone in the room, all of them looked at him with envy and also hope, as he was the only noble here, that actually have a direct connection with Aeternum leadership, He had married his daughter to an Aeternum Nobiilty that had connection with Aeternum Military. Since then, inside the Queen camps, he is the one trusted mediator between Prime Minister Wilfrid and the Aeterum Military.