Vivian K. Fuentes Novels & Stories

Outline Setting In the contemporary world, Mexico Main Characters Catalina Diaz Catalina is a smart, beautiful woman in her mid-twenties but yet unhappy as she had lost her parents and the only solace she had left her at the alter. She is about five feet six inches with a brooding personality till she met Andre Moreno. Andre Moreno

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

It holds the names of the women whos lives I'm going to destroy and Alpha or not I'm fucking terrified. I pick it up and twirl it around in my hand. How can a single sheet of paper feel so heavy? How can a single piece of paper hold such little information and yet hold the power to destroy lives, five of them to be exact. I take a deep breath as my heart pounds inside my chest before finally opening it up and taking in the names as I feel sweat coat my brow. Ava Sinclaire Opal Thomas Holly Smith Jenny Harlow Victoria Jackson

The table was set differently, and I was already aware that some of the dishes on the table were ones that Gala didn’t know how to make. “I have to admit, the girl is a lot more talented than we all anticipated” Vitaly said, wrapping his arm around mom. I smiled at Katerina, ignoring his comment as we all sat down. “Katerina, can you show me where the washrooms are?” Eleanor asked.

It reads. 'Jenny Vie Fernandez famously known in the entertainment world as ‘LUNA’, is the most renowned novelist, singer, and actress you could ever find. Born within the spotlight as the only daughter of the world’s famous musician and actor, her life full of awards and becoming the world’s renowned novelist was the life the people expected her about.

Vance, you are currently executing a non authorized search for classified biometric data within a public medical registry. Classified biometric data? Julian laughed, a frantic, high pitched sound escaping his throat as the faceslap of the federal presence hit him. That data belongs to Vivienne Vane! She was my wife for a year! I funded her medical treatments! I have every legal right to access her files to save my daughter!

he calmly continued. “What is going on here?!” Mrs. Vargas stormed out form the house, followed by the housekeeper and the other maids. “Shane, what do you think you’re doing? Did I raised you to be a rogue?” She moved her gaze between the two men. “Hija, what’s going on? I thought you were going out with Shane. And who is this young man?” Nathan let go of Shane’s fist and bowed slightly at Mrs. Vargas. “Good afternoon, I’m Ms. Fuentes’ assistance. I’m hereto fetch her.”

“What do you mean, gone?” Ozouf asked, his eyes flashing angrily. “What I said: she is gone. I have no idea where she is, or how she escaped,” Vivian said casually, shrugging. It was the wrong thing to do. Immediately, Ozouf's cheeks flushed, and his facial muscles became rigid as he stomped towards her. Grabbing her by her collar, he jerked her close to his face, gritting his teeth as he said, “I told you to keep an eye on them,” his voice slowly grew louder, “I mentioned to you that she would be tricky!” Now he was close to screaming, “I TOLD YOU THAT IF YOU LET HER GO—” His sentence was cut off by the sound of knocking. Throwing Viv to the ground, he straightened his clothes, and began wa

“Vivian. To what do I owe the pleasure?” “Listen,” she said, words tumbling, venom on every one. “I need the Fu's to burn. I need death and pain that smash every window in that family’s house. I want them hungry in agony. I want them desperate. And I want Mei to be the first to fall.” Sergio hummed. “You sure you want to poke that hornet’s nest? Fu is big. Dangerous. You want all that on your head?” “Yes,” Vivian snapped. “

she eyed Theresa from head to toe. "I was qualified for the job. That's how I got it...and who are you?" Theresa asked disdainfully. "I am Vivian Russo. I am the Marketing Director of this company" "Pfft! I won't say much. Just clean that mess you created or else you will say goodbye to your job" she ordered. ***************************