Romans & histoires Vivian X Goombella

Vivian’s POV I racked my brain trying to come up with the next best solution to my problem. It was gradually getting dark, and very unsafe and unhealthy to be out here on my own. My phone rang, and it was Belinda. I picked up, sighing. “Hi, Bel,” I said weakly. The noise in the back indicated that she was in a very lively place. “Vivian, did you get my text? I am currently out of town,” Belinda yelled into the phone. She also sounded very excited, and it was obvious that she was having lots of fun.

he purred, his hand stroking down my back, coming to rest on my ass. Vivian's eyes flicked to Xander, then back to me, a mischievous glint in their depths. "Yes," she breathed, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "I want to taste you both. I want to feel you in every way possible." Xander groaned at her words, his hand squeezing my ass so hard I knew I'd have bruises in the shape of his fingers there tomorrow, but the bit of pain only heightened my arousal.

pun fully intended. I couldn’t help it. I grinned. Wide. I was enjoying every second of their impatience. “Fine,” I said finally. “You guys should relax.” They both leaned forward, expectantly. I paused... because timing is everything and then said, “I found a way for you guys to come back to life.” Echo’s eyes widened. Adrian blinked. The air went still. And for the first time in a long while, I had their full attention.

So Darrell resolved to showcase his impressive wine-concocting skills on camera. Vivian crafted a distinctive necklace using shells and coral collected from the seaside. However, the audience's focus veered away from the showcased objects. “Renee stretches her neck, peering in a specific direction. Is someone significant present?" “Vivian glances in the same direction occasionally." “Rumors circulated that Vivian was Marcelo’s girlfriend. In response, Marcelo clarified by stating that his wife was a certain Miss Hudson." “I used to be a fan of Vivian’s. However, I lost interest in her due to recent events."

Someone was handing out long roasting sticks pierced with marshmallows, along with graham crackers and chocolate, and Scarlet took a stick and held it over the fire. She sat there and watched the marshmallows burn. She was starving, and her stomach ached as she watched it. As it finished melting, she held it to her lips and reached out to pull a piece of it off the stick, when suddenly she was bumped from behind and she jerked forward and dropped the stick onto the dirt. Scarlet turned to see Vivian standing over her, looking down with an evil smile. “Sorry,” Vivian said, “my mistake.” Vivian laughed with her group of friends, then turned and walked off from her, joining the popular kids on

Vivian yelled, still running with her hands in the air. "Please! You freaking…" she yelled, "...hkiud schorchusrhomma!" She added in gibberish. They kept running around, panting and breathing heavily. Suddenly there was a change in the atmosphere, the cloud got a little dark. It was obvious but to the ones who watched everything, they could tell. Suddenly, Vivian stopped running and walked back to her former position. Bent down with her full gown in the muddy water and kept preparing her magic potions. "What is it?" Ruth asked her as she walked up to her after noticing nobody was chasing her.

Dewangga lied, trying to steady his shortening breath. Davian glanced at him briefly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. “Remember, you’re my companion tonight. Not Vivian. Focus.” Dewangga turned toward the main table, where Vivian sat beside her mother. She wore a stunning emerald gown, her face calm as if the storm that had struck her days ago had been nothing but a passing nightmare. But when their eyes met for a fleeting moment, Vivian gave a subtle signal—a small nod, almost imperceptible. It was the cue.

Vivian walked down the stairs quietly then into the large living room, her eyes fell on the landline on the table and she breathed a sigh of relief, but when her feet was about to move towards it, a voice suddenly came from behind her, "Uh, what are you doing?" Vivian turned around sharply to see a handsome looking man standing in the living room, she recognized him, it was the same guy laughing at something she said the day Sebastian had abducted her. She felt mortified for having being caught by someone when she was walking so sneakily so she quickly replied, "N-nothing," Vivian stuttered. With a grin the guy said, "Then I'll leave you to doing nothing," and turned around but later paused

"Good morning, my beautiful daughter. What’s all this?" "I brought you Yubari King Melons," Vivian said sweetly, placing the basket on the table. Mrs. Hastings counted them, her eyebrows raising. "These are extravagant, my dear. They must have cost a fortune." "Nothing is too much for you, Mommy," Vivian replied, her voice dripping with affection. Mrs. Hastings summoned a maid to take the fruits to the kitchen and joined Vivian in the garden. They sat under the shade of a gazebo, sipping tea.

The thought caused Nathan to giggle as he hugged Xavier back. Nathan cleared his throat when he saw Coal raise an eyebrow in question of his random giggle. “So, you're the poor soul who got mated to this gump. I'm sorry! He's dorky, but he'll love you,” Vivian said and flashed a smile at her brother, who was glaring at her. For a moment, Nathan thought she didn't like him, and the next, he was surprised that she wasn't insulting him, but his mate. “I'm Vivian, this gump's sister. Welcome to the family, Omega!” The young vampire said as she held her hand out instead of pulling him into a hug. Nathan wasn't sure which was more awkward as he shook her hand.