Arcane Herald Viktor Novels & Stories

I needed to distract myself but the only thing that made me feel calm was not helping. Maybe I could give myself a tour, it wouldn't hurt right?. Going through the hallway that was filled with different art portraits, I fed on them. One was a portrait of all three of them. The Lycan King, the Queen Mother, and who I assumed was the father,the previous Lycan King. How did I miss this? The Lycan king was only a child in it. I could see where he got his dark hair, I could see the same eyes on the older male's face too, the same shade. It was uncanny really, seeing two very similar faces and then knowing that one of them was actually here and the other dead. I wondered if it was just me or if ev

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

I stated to Xander and in reverse I got a reaction of seriousness from him,and I stopped that it's time to be cold,ruthless,arrogant women. As,I entered, my eyes searched for the only person I ever want to see, as I am searching,they landed on the Persian blue orbs which in turn catches my dark green orbs, he just saw me in such a way that his eyes are longing to see me for many years. But that other pair of orbs directed towards him contains a longing for Vengeance. I just stood there muttering a name XAVIER, who made my heart break into million pieces in such a way that they can never be attached.

Nicolai yelled at him but he just shrugged. "Don't worry, I won't fall for a friend." He then said. "Better be! Because I already have someone I like." Nicolai answered while smiling. "Oh? Who is it then?" "Can't tell you." "It's Jeon. I know." He said sparingly. Again, Nicolai is coughing again. Jeon, is one of their close friend, a Korean national like Nicolai. Nicolai is basically half blood tho. "H-How did you know?"

As he was in the doorway with the knob in his hand, he turned his head. “I'll just say this once, Saga. Don't you dare help those two families any deeper. The girl you're looking for is Hugo Supernova's prey. She is a holy blooded wolvire.” Saga gasped, his eyes staring at his father without blinking. Mrs. Adrian stood up and said, “You don't need to worry anymore because INDICENT must have helped them. Just shut up and don't get into trouble. We don't want anything to happen to you, all right?”

Viktor stared at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Ohh yes,” I nodded casually, smirking at his reaction. “I forgot to tell you as you weren't available the day I found out... Athena is Kira's lycan. “Like… ‘The Athena?’” Viktor asked again, his eyes wide with disbelief. “I was as shocked as you are now when I found out too.” I chuckled. “You know what that means right?” “I do.”

"He's seething with rage and wants immediate payback. He dispatched an elite strike team to take your head and seize the talisman, Aurelia. You need to be ready." "He can't handle being outmaneuvered by the rightful heir," Uncle Elias said, chambering a heavy round into his rifle with a metallic clack. "He sent his top-tier night-breach squad." "Don't worry, kitten," Drake whispered beside me, adjusting his tactical rig. "We're taking them down together." I took a slow, deep breath, my eyes locking onto the live thermal feeds showing enemy mercenaries breaching the outer gate. "Then this is the perfect live test for this heirloom suit," I said, a cold, dangerous smile spreading across my fac

My breath caught sharply in my throat, a violent wave of panic crashing over my mind. My hands instinctively twitched against the fabric of my robe, desperate to shield my stomach from his calculating gaze. "I—I am already taken," I stuttered, forcing the words past the lump of terror in my throat. "I have my fated mate." Viktor completely ignored my protest, cornering me against the frost-covered rock wall. "They say you possess unique, ancient abilities carried down directly from your ancestors," he whispered, leaning his head down until his warm breath fanned aggressively against my ear.

I froze, heart hammering. Violet only tilted her head, unimpressed. “So loud. So predictable.” Alder’s lips peeled back, but Kael’s voice cut through her rant like a blade. “Enough.” On the left — Varek. He didn’t throw himself at the bars. Didn’t scream. He sat, shackled, his body relaxed in the shadows, though his eyes gleamed like steel under moonlight. Sharp. Patient. Dangerous. Kael stepped forward, his presence filling the space between them. “If you want the prophecy fulfilled, you’ll kill the witches who are hunting her. Mirelda. Nyxara. Their success means your failure. And your failure means your end.”

she asked with a hostile tone. I guess the saying that witches are rude was true. I took a shaky step forward. “I am Kari and this is Viktor. We need your help. My mother…she was poisoned. And we don't know how to get the cure. Or the origin of the poison.” “I know you.” The lady said looking at Viktor. “Long time no see Agnes.” Viktor greeted her with a polite smile but I had a feeling there was more to their interaction based on how tense it was.