Yugioh Vivian Wong Novels & Stories

"Lily. She is a stranger, but she battles as if born in the mafia. That is not natural. That is dangerous." Elder Vincenzo leaned back in his chair, looking at us. "And why is she a threat?" I took a quick breath. "Because she beat me." The room was hushed. A few of the elders raised their brows, clearly surprised. Elder Vittorio, who was among the eldest, chuckled. "So, let me understand… You, Vivian, one of our best fighters, lost to a woman who is not even from our world?" I gritted my teeth. "Yes."

CHAPTER 61: Vivian roared with laughter as she drove back to her father's house. "Oh that fool! Luna Aileen, Luna? Oh that name never sounded good with Luna." Vivian said to herself, there was a guard, still in uniform in the back seat of her car. He had a blank look on his face, he was the one Vivian had recently turned into her minion at the gala through her new black magic powers granted to her like the dark lord in the shadows.

Vivian twirled the broken shard of wood in her hands. Jojo’s blood stained the jagged tip. On the floor before her lay a pile of dust; all that was left of her former friend. She was furious. How dare Jojo think she could kick Vivian out of the gang? Vivian had been the undisputed queen of the cheerleaders when she was alive and she sure as hell intended to be queen of them now she was a vampire! She’d kill every last one of them before she got demoted from the cool gang.

At first, Fang Wenzhou didn't notice the huge sensation, but later, the uproar was so loud that he was shocked and went out of the room. Fang Wenzhou, who had just left the private room, saw Shinichi Miyamoto rushing to the fourth floor with his men. Fang Wenzhou realized that something was wrong, so he quickly came up. However, as soon as they arrived at the fourth floor, they saw that Miyamoto Shinei was fighting Yang Xiao with a group of Japanese warriors. Who was Yang Xiao? He was the sharpest blade of Tianfu Country in history. Her codename was Death, walking on the international stage with the name of Mm. YIn..

Catarina Rosales Marquez surveyed her garden of fruit and vegetables in the windswept hills of Mindanao. The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's.

she continued. "Well, congratulations," I finally said. "It’s not like there are no men in the world. I can always find a better one." She laughed as if I had just cracked a joke, and I clenched my jaw. "A better one? Haha...Are you serious?" she said through her laughter. "Nice consolation for yourself, but let me remind you... you can never get a man like Brandon, let alone a better one. No one will choose you, Ony. You’re a loser."

“It was just a random wildling weed, not the precious White Lotus Pearl weed. Why did You protect my pride in front of the elders, Vanessa?”

Morgan. Currently, Vivian is practicing martial arts in her home studio. Since the incident that happened to his friend Jenny, he has been even more active in practicing martial arts because he doesn't want a similar incident to happen to him. Moreover, his meeting with Nicko made him even more excited. Honestly, the tomboyish Vivian is starting to get attracted to Nicko. Seeing Nicko's strength, he also thought Young Master would not like weak women. Vivian was visibly sweating and panting for breath. He had just made a defense against the martial arts robot he bought from abroad. To defend is indeed more draining than to attack.

It could be said that even an unparalleled expert in the Half-step to Spirit would die in the face of this move. Lie Yan's Fire divine weapon bloodline had already been unleashed to the extreme, but compared to Sikong Jiuzhi, the gap between them was still too big, so she could only be played by Sikong Jiuzhi in the fight.

I hold out my hand. “I think I might know where he is.” She takes my hand. “I’ll be right back.” I tell Talia and Dave. I lead Vivian down the street and back to the playground. I can smell him close. I keep walking and see him and a woman talking. Vivian stops. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “Her. I don’t like her.” She says. “Who is she?” I ask. Not that it’s any of my business. “She’s one of the warriors. She likes my brother, but she treats me like a baby.” I squeeze her hand.