Vivi Anne Now Novels & Stories

Vivienne finally had some time to take a break and she spent this time wondering if she should really spend the weekend at Noah's place or just agree to go with him to see his mother? She had been quite conflicted about it but she couldn't find the right answer. She went for a swim and tried to clear her mind through swimming. Although it wasn't quite useful, she was still feeling refreshed as she needed this bit of exercise after sitting down on her chair for days to work. She heard her phone ringing and swam toward it. She connected the video call and smiled at the woman on the other side. "It seems like I chose the wrong time," said Anna as she saw Vivienne's face dripping with water and

This should've been her bodyguard's job but since the man died from terminal illness a month ago, Avyanna hasn't taken a new one. She took some pictures and finally made her way to the venue, on her way there she ran into her cousin, Viviane. The girl wasn't bad looking but nowhere near her in everything, goodlooks, fame, fan base, and success. "Avy," said Viviane who wore an extravagant black midi dress with a high slit, a face net covering a side of her face looking like a villain with her very red lips. Is it Halloween yet? Said Avy internally, Viv wore full black from head to toe.

Nicki whispered again. " the summers are looking for the ananymous girl, and they already knew a student from this school posted it, so that the main reason they organized this party to know the ananymous dancer, that's why I said you shouldn't use the dancing steps of the ananymous dancer." silver explained in one breath. " okay now I get you, but hope we won't get into trouble after this competition, because I am not in for troubles" Nicki said and silver gave her a reassuring smile.

A chill crept over her skin. "Who… did you say?" she asked hesitantly. "Tina Mendes," Vivian whispered, clutching the blanket like a lifeline. "It was her. She’s come to kill me." Anne instinctively shielded her. "Miss, there’s nothing there. I’m right here. Don’t be afraid." "I swear I saw her! She was there!" Vivian’s whole body shook with fear. Anne held her firmly. "I know. I’ll stay with you. You’re not alone."

Vivienne’s carefully filtered face smiling back from a dating profile like she isn’t currently planning a wedding. “You have got to be kidding me,” I say. “I absolutely am not.” David looks up from his game for the first time. “Wait, your soon to be stepmom is on a dating app?” “Apparently,” I say. He looks at Anaya. “How do you even know what she looks like?” “Duh. Who doesn’t know Vivienne Cole? The movie star and ex Miss America? David, come on, be real.” David says, “Well I don’t. Maybe because I don’t watch stupid movies.”

Sure, not happily married but what had happened the other night should not happen again. “I am Vivienne,” the dark haired lady said with a smile as she slid into a seat. Adrea could not help but think with her pixie cut and big almond-shaped grey eyes, Vivienne looked like an absolute doll. Adrea smiled at the woman warmly, “Nice to meet you.” “You too,” Vivienne said. “I am Sanne Visser,” the copper-haired woman said, and Adrea’s eyes widened with appreciation. She’d heard of the woman. She was a big name in the poker world, although some people called her the Lady Viper.

Because Callum graves may be a virgin. But obsession? Obsession is something he’s always been very, very good at! And she just might be the subject of his wicked little obsession. OUR MAIN COUPLE Vivienne Hart Age: 31 Occupation: Celebrity Divorce Attorney Vivienne built her reputation destroying marriages for the rich and famous. She is brilliant, expensive, intimidating, and completely shameless. She’s the kind of woman who can cross-examine a billionaire into tears before lunch and spend the evening getting kicked out of a luxury hotel because she thought sneaking into a private wedding reception would be funny.

Unhurried. Vivienne appeared in the doorway, perfectly composed, dressed as if she had stepped out of an entirely different evening. Her eyes flicked around the room, taking in the tension, the positions, the fracture lines. “Oh,” she said lightly. “So it’s finally happening.” Adrian’s smile widened. “You’re late.” “On the contrary,” Vivienne replied. “Right on time.” She lifted her phone. “You might all want to see this.” Michael frowned. “See what.”

I said, barely aware I had spoken aloud. The camera zoomed in on her face, capturing the curve of her lips as she smiled and my stomach rumbled within. How? How was this possible? “She is alive,” I muttered. “Ariana is alive! Is this some kind of joke?” “She’s the owner of the new brand, sir,” my assistant said, interrupting my funny thoughts. “Vicious Beauty is the brand's name. They launched tonight, and the event is… trending globally.” I could barely hear her.

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.