When Book Victoria Laurie Novels & Stories

She placed a warm washcloth over her eyes and tried to block out her crazy life. After a few minutes, Victoria decided to get out. She felt a little better, but she only had a few hours before the party, and she wanted to finish reading her book. She placed a white robe around her and walked into the bedroom to pick out an outfit. Victoria was about to slide on a pair of panties when she heard the TV turn on in the front room. She sighed. He was early and she was sure he was ready for round two. She made her way down the hall.

“But sweetheart… you’re already in it.” Leah flinched. She stood quickly, gathering her books. Her legs were trembling beneath her long skirt, breath uneven. “Where do you think you’re going?” Victoria asked, circling the table with slow, predatory steps. “I…I have to get to class…” Leah backed away instinctively, her shoulder blades hitting the shelf behind her. Victoria didn’t stop. She moved in close, body pressing into Leah’s. Her scent…perfume and something sweet…flooded Leah’s nose.

Abigail said as she sank down onto a chair with a defeated expression. “We’ll be the victors in this, “I assured her. “I just need to do a little prep work before we go into battle.” “Understood,” she nodded. “What do I do?” “Rest,” I said. “You’ll need it.” She draped her body over the chair and swung her legs absent mindedly while she watched me pour over the pages of the grimoire. With my strength returned to me and my magic intact, I speed read the entire eight-hundred-page ancient book -with one-hundred percent retention- within a matter of minutes.

Fred obeyed silently. Annabelle stayed still, heart pounding. She could hear her own breath. Victoria walked closer to the cabinet, her heels clicking softly. “So this is where you hid it, Carson,” she murmured, unaware that he was nearby. “Always predictable.” She opened the box and pulled out a thick black book. “There it is,” she said, smiling faintly. “The key to everything.” Annabelle’s fingers twitched. She wanted to step out, to shout, to expose them. But she waited. She needed them to talk.

We could have had biological children of our own with our vampire mates all along! We walked into the small library and I realized that this was where they had kept Viktoria. My eyes went to Fynn and I could feel a hiss in the back of my throat as he walked over to a shelf and pulled out three books. I recognized the backs since they were exactly the same as the ones in our library that contained the history of the ancient. I wanted to read them. I wanted to read all of them, but I couldn’t show my excitement just yet. I didn’t know what the beasts would want in return for the books and I sure as hell wasn’t going to hang around here every night reading.

Like with Susanne, I didn’t think I could say anything that would actually convince her. “You will never be welcome here so long as I still live,” Victoria said. “Please,” I said. “Take the book back. I don’t need it.” At that exact moment, George returned to the room. “What’s this?” “Oh, dear, you have to keep it,” Victoria said, her demeanor changing in a flash, like a light switch being flipped. “You don’t want to insult me, do you?” “No, I…” “Keep it, Claire,” George insisted. “It is yours.”

Hesitantly I turned my gaze to her. "Huh? Aren't King Gatlin and Queen Victoria the only ones there? And then ... why are you asking me? Eh, you can just read the book yourself." I handed the book back to her. I was just waiting for Lavisha to pick it up but she just stared at it and didn't make any reaction. "Lavi, take it, my hand is already hooked." "That's useless too," I frowned at the kind of speech she made. "Huh? I thought you wanted to--"

"I love chocolate." After finishing the chocolate cupcakes, Amanda led James upstairs to his bedroom, which was at the far end of the corridor opposite Kevin and Emma's master bedroom, while Emma went to check on Ivy after learning the little girl had been looking for her since morning. Emma entered Ivy's room and found her sleeping soundly but her storybooks still lay on the duvet. Emma tucked Ivy into the blanket and kissed her on the cheek. Her heart brimmed with love and tenderness as she watched the little girl drift off to dreamland. She took Ivy's favorite storybook, The Sleeping Beauty, from her hands and placed it on the table beside the bed, thinking her obsession with fairy tales

I felt relief, gratitude, and love for Luthias as I watched Charles crumple to the floor. Seeing the fate of their leader, vampires started retreating. I’d almost settled the adrenaline from the battle back down in my veins when a powerful burst of energy knocked Luthias to the ground. I gasped with horror as I watched Sybil step out from a thick mist with her hands spread wide like I was taught to do while performing magic. Was Sybil the witch who broke through the shield over Verso?

Where had that thought come from? His full lips turned upward as he reached over and plucked a novel of the shelf and handed it to her. “Try this one.” Accepting the book, Victoria glanced at it. A well-muscled, shirtless man with a tool belt riding low on his waist graced the cover. “Naked Help,” she read, then chuckled as she placed it back on the shelf. “Not my thing.”