Vivian Fate Novels & Stories

This didn’t make sense and she was going to make it make sense before leaving. Cindy on the other hand wasn’t taking this slightly though. She tried to get them all to go back to her car, but even she knew that it was not going to work, and Lisa calling out her name actually confirmed it. The former maid just couldn’t believe it. Six years. Six freaking years. She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts.

Vivian said as she drop her hand leaving his neck and putting some space between them. "And what about your sister? She was the one who did this to you?" Berlin asked. Nodding her head in agreement. "Yes, she did." "Why?" "Because of Willow," "Who is Willow?" "The guy that I was supposed to get married to, the elf King. She was very powerful, you known, very powerful. More powerful than me and she took control over my life," Vivian said, trying hard not to cry. "She made me like this Berlin. In the Palace I am this ugly old haggard woman who the Queen took pity on and gave her a job to wash the palace toilets and once I step out the Palace. I am back to my beautiful self."

He would come to find her if he regretted it, but she had already given up. He can live without her. There were many women waiting in line. Luna is one of them, the perfect wife who can help him in his business. Why should he come looking for her when the perfect wife is right by his side? His house, also her mother and his nephew. Another thing, he hates her. The bag slipped from her hand, landing with a loud noise next to her feet. Vivian sat down. The pain is gnawing at her, like a parasite creeping into every cell inside her body. Vivian felt pain - something she had never felt before.

She was just doing the Alpha a favor and chose to leave much earlier. "Alpha Styx, you will forever be indebted to this girl. I'm even sparing you from a marriage with a cursed girl!" Vivian yelled at the top of her lungs, tears falling freely from her eyes. All she ever wanted was to be loved, she just yearned for a tiny little bit of love but instead of that the heaven decided to bless her with something else. Who knows, she might even end up in hell.

thirteen years ago third person pov what is happening here she asked haven't you heard? the boss and miss Vincent are finally get married the receptionist answered I can still believe he popped the question after months of admiring secretly and stealing glances the receptionist continue blabbering and she walked away she was confused and happy. how come didn't she notice what everybody noticed? how didn't she figure that something was going on between Vincent and her boss? she asked her self I have to stop these even if someone has to die she said

Vivian. My adopted sister. Her name was the curse that shadowed me everywhere I went. She wasn’t just my sister, she was also Rowan’s first love. The woman he lost. The woman I was said to have replaced. Three years ago, she vanished near the border. After a year of searching for her, everyone finally accepted that she was dead. That fateful night, she left only a note for Rowan: “I’m sorry. I can’t take Aurora’s place. I can’t endure any more blame. Now that she’s back, I have to go.”

Despite their roles as mistresses, Vivian had always claimed to be Liam's favorite, using her status to wield power over the others and secure their loyalty with promises of wealth and comfort. But now, as Vivian faced the consequences of her actions, she felt her control slipping away. With Arla's newfound strength and the growing divide between her and her allies, Vivian's world was crumbling around her. The future she had envisioned, once so clear and within reach, was now shrouded in uncertainty, and the fear of losing everything she had fought for bite at her very soul.

“Vivian was filled with jealousy and malice. She couldn’t stand the sight of her sister being happy with someone she had discarded. She begged to be taken back, but by then, Valeria and I had already fallen deeply in love.” What? I screamed internally, a flicker of anger crossing my face. “Then Valeria became pregnant with Danika,” he continued. “That’s when things took a darker turn. Vivian’s jealousy grew into something sinister. She couldn’t bear the thought of her sister thriving while she remained barren.” His voice cracked as he spoke, the pain of those memories resurfacing. His look was heartbreaking, and I clenched my fists in anger. “What did she do?” I asked, my voice tight.

Vivian was sharp as she'd always been. “You’re right,” I said. “I want something, and I think you do too.” “Oh? And what’s that?” “Revenge. On both Julian and Lily. Julian for leaving you, and Lily for taking what should have been mine.” Vivian arched an eyebrow. “Yours? She’s Julian’s ex, isn’t she?” Her casual tone made my jaw clench. “She was my fiancée first. She wore my ring, made promises to me… and then she betrayed me. She left me for Julian and had his children.”

I blinked, unable to process what she'd just said. Vivian continued, her voice now unsteady. "I didn’t expect it. It wasn’t supposed to happen. But as I got to know you, the real you... everything changed. I started to drift away from my mission." I clenched my jaw, my anger boiling over. "You expect me to believe that?" I spat. "That you just conveniently fell in love with me while you were planning to destroy my family?" Vivian took a deep breath, her eyes pleading with me to understand. "I know it sounds crazy, but it's the truth. That’s why I couldn’t kill you that night. That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to do it."