Valente の小説・ストーリー

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

A commotion to my left caught my attention, Brie was sitting astride the rogue that had taken her with a smile on her face and a blade pointing downwards, she slashed at his face making him unrecognisable before piercing his heart then she stood up and faced Jimmy with blood dripping from her and stood looking up as though nothing had happened, "Well, you are a true warrior, how about you join me, I could use a strong woman like you?" "We all laughed as Brie smiled and raised her middle finger high into the air, "No, well fine you will hang with the rest of them" Jimmy spat clearly disappointed "BRING ME THE FIRST TO SWING" Jimmy looked directly at me and smiled as Desert was dragged up the

I gritted my teeth to contain the emotions trembling in my throat as hate slithered into my belly. “I was hoping my absence would make your heart grow fonder for me,” Valen grimaced, rubbing his forehead, eyes crinkling. “That’s a dick move,” I scowl at him, although something dark and anticipatory squeezed in my stomach. Valen stopped walking, caught in thought. His eyes widened imperceptibly, the slightest crease forming between his brow. “Let's test Selene and see if our bond is truly unfortunate. Will you give me that much? That's what I want from you,” he stated calmly, sounding like the devil in a good mood.

He looked at Diella and Everett on the dance floor. "Does what?" I asked. "Stakes her claim and reminds everyone who really belongs in this family." He sipped his drink. "You're temporary, Miss Jovan. Diella is permanent." "Everett doesn't love her." "Love." Zyler said it like it was a joke. "My son doesn't believe in love. He believes in strategy. Smart partnerships, building something that lasts." "You're wrong." "Am I?" He looked at me. "He learned from the best. His mother left me for someone more suitable. I taught him that emotions are weaknesses. Business is what matters."

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_Charlotte. It read. It was written in sharp red, a colour we got from Roberta’s blood. I watched as Alpha Vincenzo opened his eyes and the look in them put devils to shame. We had done it. We had kidnapped a demon's queen, and he was going to drag us to hell with him if it's the last thing he does.

Valen, Lord of the Vampires. Behind the heavy doors of his study, Valen was seated at his desk, his focus unwavering on the documents before him. The room around him was elegant in its simplicity—dark wood, rich tapestries, and the faint scent of leather and parchment filled the air. The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him.

I walked over, furious, ready to stop him. But instead, he turned the camera on me. "Yes, just like that," he said. "The viewers love spicy drama like this. Husband gets caught cheating with the neighbor by his wife." My face turned purple with rage. Was this even my husband anymore? He was just an ordinary programmer—his daily life back home had been nothing but tedious routine. But since coming to Valen, he'd spiraled deeper and deeper into depravity. "Stop that! Don't film me!" I yelled and slapped the camera out of his hand.

"Proud of you man." Julian drained the wine down his throat in a single gulp. He was about to reply when the announcer's voice boomed through the loud speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome the number one business tycoon in the United Kingdom, the CEO of Valentino International... Mr. Julian Valentino!" The applause that followed next was loud and cheering. "It's showtime," Damian said dropping his glass of wine as they both stood heading for the stage. Julian stepped into the stage light, his black tuxedo absorbing the flash of numerous cameras.