All I Want Is Everything Victoria Justice นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

Elena’s breath felt shallow in the sterile air of the ICU. The recorded voice had played and replayed in her head until it had a rhythm of its own. “Victoria.” The single name had fallen like a stone and sent ripples through everything she thought she knew. She sat with her hand still in Damian’s, feeling the press of his skin under the hospital tape, and tried to calibrate what to do next with a heart that felt like it had split into two languages—one of love, one of justice.

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

"Your children shouldn't have to pay for what happened to me. But they will, unless you do exactly as I say." Eva's hands pressed flat against the pillar behind her. "What do you want?" "Justice," Victoria answered. "You will come with me, alone. Tell no one where you're going. In exchange, I leave your children untouched." "And if I refuse?" Victoria's damaged eye narrowed. "Then what happened to my face happens to theirs." Rage, pure, maternal, and violent, surged through Eva. "If you go near my children..." "You'll what?" Victoria interrupted. "Call security? Hide behind your wealth? That didn't save me in prison, and it won't save them now."

“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.”