Andre From Victorious Now Novels & Stories

My claws tore at her armor while my blade continued piercing till I finally broke through, sinking deep into flesh. She screamed, and her shadows tried to get close but Nathan and our men were already at them. There was no window for failure… This was our victory!

His skin was hanging in tatters and he had fallen on the floor, sobbing. Andrei landed the last lash to which Shane screamed, "Seven!" The crowd watching silently, looking satisfied with the punishment. "Take him away," I ordered. The two warriors came in and took him away. Kenny was crying too when Andrei stepped in front of him. Suddenly, Ava clawed at my arm with her half-transformed claws, drawing blood. Using my moment of weakness, she twisted out of my hold and ran away. Hot red fury hit me, but I clamped it down.

Opening his messages, he sent a few to one of the few reliable subordinates as of late. Kenchiki: Did you do as I requested? From Drake: yes, sir. To Drake: Then I take it Aria Kade is in perfect health? Drake: Yes, sir, Aria is perfectly healthy. Kenchiki: Good, bring her to my private Manor. Drake: Yes sir, right away. Kenchiki: Failure is not an option. Is that understood? Drake: yes sir. Turning his phone off, Kenchiki observed his friend for a bit.

Just before her eyes closed, she heard someone gasp over the ringing, and she couldn’t tell what it was. The arena was silent for a while. The butterflies had dispersed, no more creatures, no more fire and no more energy balls from the sky. “It’s over” Victor sighed with finality and leaned against Agira with a tired smile. “It’s finally over and we won”. As he said that, there were many screams. Screams of joy, happiness, anger, loss. Not every Supernatural knew for sure but it was finally over. The victorious roars were like a chorus.

"But how, Andrei? How can we possibly defeat David and his clan? They have taken Sabrina, and we are left feeling helpless." ‌ Andrei's grip on Reina tightened, his voice filled with determination. "Reina, we may be battered and bruised, but we are far from helpless," he declared, his voice resolute. "We will gather our strength, rally our pack, and mount a fierce counterattack. We will not rest until Sabrina is safely returned to us." ‌

The reaction of the crowd was epic, everyone cheered his name "Tavor!!! Tavor!!! Tavor!!! Victory!!!." Vida cried but definitely tears of joy, she wouldn't know what to do if he Tavor got killed. He has done it at last, defeating the great Vinch Amdra is a milestone achievement and now he would receive the emblem of the ancient Accorm and claim the tittle as the Strongest warrior of their time. Johnson and Dorian are now like inseparable duo, she would always follow him around like everywhere he goes, their bond is stronger and she already has feelings for him but kept it to herself because in her legion women don't go after men, it's forbidden.

Comfort was not his gift. Still… he had not told me to stop. He had not caged me. And that, somehow, felt like victory. By mid-morning, I found myself back in the yard again. Andre had returned with two soldiers veterans, not the soft guards I had trained with before. “This is not a game,” Andre said flatly. “They will not go easy. If you fall, they will not wait for you to rise.” The men circled me. My heartbeat thundered.

Following that, I got on top of him and started punching him repeatedly. “You thinnkkk you can touch me again?” I shouted, not stopping at the finishing siren, “I am notttt that hopeless girl anymore,” I was panting and punching him until a sturdy pair of arms were wrapped around my waist to pull me away from Tanner. “Phoenix Hart, from the Dark Autumn Pack, is our new best warrior! All hail before her,” the leader announced my victory, and the crowd was forced to get up and give me a round of applause. But unfortunately, my vision was still blurred. I wasn’t able to focus on anything at the moment, not even on Tanner on the ground.

Anderson and his minions were thrown back, their dark magic no match for the light of truth and justice. As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded into the night, Jace and Marvin stood victorious, their hearts filled with a sense of triumph that could not be extinguished. They had faced their greatest challenge and emerged stronger than ever, united in their determination to forge a better future for themselves and all who stood beside them.

The guy had thought of everything. The moment the conductor had named Victor the new lead trumpet, replacing Daniel Baxter, Andre had turned into a whirlwind of chaos, determined to make the night legendary. "We’re going to get you so blasted," Andre promised, shaking Victor with enough force to rattle his teeth. "You’ll be howling at every girl in this den before the moon is high." "Right," Victor laughed, trying to imagine himself actually talking to a stranger without stuttering. "I'd love to see that."