Arcane Viktor X Jayce Novels & Stories

Soon as she reached the end of the hallway, Vic leaped from the other side of the hallway and block her path. The cyclops reeled back his arm to punch the purple-haired teenager, but June folded her arms in front of her Ann conjured a huge gust of wind to propel Vick away. That is the last time I let you run up on me bastard June said as she continues to project powerful streams of wind against Vic. As Vic storms through her attack, his eye began to glow green, and he unleashed blue lightning that electrified June. The young cambion fell to the ground but to her surprise, she was able to survive the attack.

"Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness"- Poppy Z. Brite. Rose's POV: My body shook as silent cries of agony escaped me. Mr. Victor just stood there, frozen, thunderstruck, angry. His eyes were glued to Madeline's pale, lifeless face. His eyes were red, which made his turquoise irises stand out more, making him look hauntingly devastated. He let out a roar and shoved me away from her. My back hit the cold floor with a loud thud as a searing pain shot through from my spine.

I screamed out loud into the air, my voice echoed in the still air. "Weep for the poor innocent me who Selina had taken his mate away, because I have been thrown into a dark abyss of which I do not know its end" my voice was devoid of emotions and I knew it pierced through people's heart. I turned around swiftly while holding Aurora's jacket tightly. " Call for the ancestral goddess, father, because my mate must get her justice," I said with a determined look on my face while mapping out a devious plan in mind.

Vinca had turned up at the Ball, her husband was blatantly showing his lingering feelings for his ex-fiancée and she still had no idea who the Mafia boss was. Luck was not on her side. Leo was already smelling fire. The lce King was not going to let some skunk outbid him, especially seeing that he was bidding for Vinca. Frost raised the bid to 50 million just to show Damont who's boss, but Damont raised it to 60 million, causing Ana's nails to dig into his thigh. They were not in a position to lose that kind of money over a stupid bid. Frost had a crooked smile. "Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?"

“Then you’d better decide if you’re willing to fight for her or let this pack slip through your fingers. The clock is ticking, Caden.” “Birthright? If you knew anything, you’d know that Victor is my real father and I have no claim to his pack,” I say, my voice cold and unyielding. Elijah’s eyes flash with confusion and anger as he shoots a side glance at Circe, clearly unsettled by the revelation. “Ooh, I see. You did not know—your witch has failed you,” I add, a bitter laugh escaping me as the irony of the situation settles in. It’s almost amusing how quickly things turn on their head. Without another word, Elijah and his witch vanish, swept away by the shifting wind, leaving me alone in th

Jarek Bryce hit the alley at a jog with two prospects behind him before stopping dead at the sight waiting for him. Kandy sat slumped against the brick wall barely conscious, blood running down her face and soaking into the front of her shirt while one eye had already swollen nearly shut. Her dark hair completely wrecked, and the fake tattoo smeared across her neck looked ridiculous now beneath the blood and sweat. Bryce blinked once. Then slowly looked at Marcus. “…Jesus fucking Christ, what happened?”

Because the last time you tried to reach anyone connected to your old life, a voice threatened to burn this body down around both of us. “He can threaten all he wants.” I stood, already pacing, already feeling something in my chest shift from grief into something sharper, something closer to purpose. “A festival dedicated to the dead Vampire King. Front row seats. Every kingdom’s nobility probably crawling all over that event.” Victor. “You know who else might be there.” My monster went very still. Jayden. “Or Sammy.” I almost smiled. It felt strange on my face, like a muscle I hadn’t used in years. “Maybe both.”

“I bow to no one. I am from the bloodline of alphas… born to lead.” “I know who you are,” I answered him, and that halted him from pacing. His muddled eyes bored holes into mine. “You can hear me?” he said, bewilderment etched on his face. “Yes,” I turned, continuing my journey back to the bar to get my fucking drink. Rory, she is turning my world upside down. I’m afraid that she isn’t the only one changing. “How? You are a vampire… our mortal enemy.” “I am a vampire, Jace, but like I said, I am not your enemy.” I sighed, closing my eyes as I down half of the second bottle of Jagermeister. “And I need you to bring me to Tayen.”

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.”

The smirk deepened, sharp enough to draw blood. Jace stood rooted to the floor, staring, unable to move, and unable to breathe. His chest ached, his ribs tightening like they might crack under the weight of what he was hearing. Every syllable from Victor’s mouth sliced him open, deeper and deeper, until he was raw, exposed, and bleeding inside. But he refused— refused to let Victor Crane see him break. He would not give him that satisfaction. So, without a word, Jace turned on his heel. His legs felt heavy and mechanical, but he forced them to carry him to the door.