All I Want Is Everything Victoria Justice Novels & Stories

Victoria said “ look Isla, I need all the information I can get on this one” I said “I’m at your service always my lady “ “Oh Alexander, you’re gonna cry and you’re gonna cry blood” Victoria said laughing

He should’ve just had the limo drop her at the jet and made her wait on him. He hadn’t realized how uncomfortable it would make him to have her alone with Britany. He should’ve known she’d try and befriend Alannah. That’s just how Britany was. She instantly liked everyone, and unless they did something to not deserve her trust, she gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. Darius accepted a glass of wine from Erik and downed half the glass. He had to refocus and get his head back in the game. He wouldn’t let unwanted emotions get in his way. The Jacksons had to pay for what they’d done.

If the elevator hadn't closed behind her, making a noise, they might not have noticed Catherine at all, but as she arrived, both secretaries smiled warmly. — Good morning, my dear. Welcome to Advocacia Titã. Judging by your face and the elevator you just went up, I believe you must be the new lawyer I was told would be coming today. I must say that you are prettier than your picture on the e-mail – said the lady going around the counter where she was before and giving Catherine a hug, who seemed incredibly nervous. – I was the one who dealt with everything with you by e-mail. I hope you didn't get lost. I'm Victoria.

This is the big one. Victoria showed the message to King, who nodded in pride. "We're going to win this," King said quietly, as if reading her thoughts. "All of it. The election, justice for your father, exposing everyone who'd worked against you. We're going to win." Victoria looked up at him, seeing the joy in his eyes, she responded immediately"Yes. "We are."

“I want you as mine" Victoria felt her stomach turn to ice as she realized the full extent of Nelson's obsession with her. He wasn't just interested in a one-night stand, or even a simple affair. He wanted her life, her soul, her very being to belong to him, and he wasn't afraid to resort to threats and manipulation to get it. Taking a deep breath, Victoria steeled herself, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. "You can't have everything, Nelson," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "Because I'm not yours to take."

Gone, far too soon. All I ever wanted was justice. And I wanted it delivered on my terms. I wanted Richard Cop’s to bow, to tremble under the weight of his guilt. I wanted him to remember the woman he destroyed—and pay for it with every breath. I collapsed onto the bed, eyes closed. And just like that… her voice returned. FLASHBACK “Victoria! Oh my God, he proposed to me!” she squealed, bursting into my room with the kind of joy that made everything around her glow.

I gripped the microphone tightly and took a deep breath: "Victoria, this is a very special surprise I prepared just for you. I hope you'll remember this moment of happiness forever!" My voice carried clearly through the sound system. In the front row, I could see Marcus watching with satisfied approval. His mother sat beside him, her face smug with victory. "This gift represents everything our pack truly stands for," I continued, my voice growing stronger. "Truth. Justice. And the consequences of our actions." Something flickered in Victoria's eyes—the first hint that perhaps this wasn't going according to her script. I signaled to the AV technician I'd paid handsomely to ensure everything w

Perfect justice. After ending the call, Victoria lay back on the thin mattress, staring at the water-stained ceiling. Tomorrow she would retrieve the information packet. Study the schedules, the security systems, the routines of Eva's perfect family. Find the gaps in their armor. But tonight, her first night of freedom in six years, she allowed herself to feel the full force of the rage she'd carefully controlled in prison. The burning hatred that had kept her alive through surgeries and pain and despair. Victoria pressed her damaged face into the pillow and wept, the tears stinging as they tracked through sensitive scar tissue. Not from sadness. Not from pain.

“Then you know what needs to be done.” “Do I? Because the woman I love—the woman Isabella tried to kill—is asking me to choose a different path.” “Even after what Isabella did to her?” “Victoria’s not vindictive. She wants justice, not revenge.” “Sometimes they’re the same thing.” “And sometimes they’re not.” I turned away from the window. “Keep looking for Isabella. But don’t take action when you find her.” “What do you mean?” “I mean we watch her. We gather evidence. We see if Victoria’s right about the legal approach.”

His mind was in chaos and couldn't fathom what was happening right now. "But what do you mean I came here alone?" Yakov asked, eyes filled with questions unanswered. Lucian smiled at him. "Because you have a sister." .......... Victoria was lying asleep on the cold floor after Lyric strike her in the neck and she passed out. She goes on a rampage and violently destroys everything in the place after her defeat. The place is in a total mess like a storm raging inside. All of her savings in the bank were gone in just a blink of an eye by the price she paid the hackers. Victoria was in deep fury when Narco and Lyric announce their defeat and she starts throwing them things.