Arcane Viktor X Reader Novels & Stories

Viktor just kept smiling with satisfaction at the horrified look on Kai’s face. “I thought your girl was just a naive little human toy,” he said slowly, his scarred lips curling into a cruel smile. “Yet here she is, risking everything for some worthless old hag. Fascinating, I guess.” Ariana glared at him, her voice trembling but fierce despite the blood on her lip. “ You’re a heartless monster for keeping her here. Maybe I ended up here for a reason. Maybe this all happened so I could save her from you.”

Viktor swiveled around, arching an eyebrow as he gestured for her to continue. "We're strangers, but it's clear you need a wife urgently," she said, pausing for his reaction. When he remained silent, she took it as a cue to proceed. "Since we'll be living together for two years, I think you should know a few things about me. I have a home, a family... but a situation that makes me never want to go back." Viktor glanced at the file in his hand, cutting her off mid-sentence. "You want to get back at your ex-boyfriend?" Katarina's eyes widened in surprise. How did he know?

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

Here she was, admiring another man at her own engagement party. Valentin noticed that Loki was staring at Arianna and grinned. "Looks like you've met my fiancée; this is Arianna, the girl I've been raving about. Isn't she absolutely beautiful?" Valentin inquired. "Absolutely," Loki replied succinctly, his gaze never leaving her. "Let me make the introductions. Arianna, this is my best friend, Loki, the mysterious guy from Canada. And , this is Arianna, my fiancée and soon-to-be wife." He wrapped his arm around Arianna's waist and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, prompting her to giggle.

Viktor forced himself up, shaking like a leaf in a gale but standing tall, his eyes burning with a terrifying fire. “I came for my wife,” he rasped, his pride intact even as his face puffed with bruises. “Consequences be damned. I’ll burn this whole kingdom down to get her back from you.” I let out a harsh, dry laugh. “Your wife? Have you truly gone mad? Kari is my mate, by the very laws of the moon.” Viktor’s lip curled in a sneer that cut deeper than his claws. “Mate? You call yourself her mate, yet you're standing here talking up a storm while she wanders the woods alone? You couldn't even keep her behind a locked door, Titan!”

And yet the quiet, furious part of me that had listened to every word could not stop hearing the rough honesty in his voice when he said anything. I slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor with my knees drawn up and my forehead pressed against them. The tears came without sound this time. They came for the mother who had chosen my boyfriend over me. They came for the boy who had once been my entire safe place. They came for the version of myself who had still believed love could be clean. And they came for the terrifying, undeniable truth that Damian Kane had stood in the falling snow and offered me every ounce of power he had left—and I had looked him in the eye and refused it b

Maybe she was comforting herself while telling me at the same time. “I, Victoria Solace, Alpha of the Palemane Claws Pack, reject you, Elijah Arison, Alpha of the Goldclaws Pride Pack, as my mate,” she said, voice trembling but clear. The world stilled. Elijah's eyes widened in horror, and then he screamed. It wasn’t a sound a man made.

To claim. Raven gasped—soundless, but felt in the arch of her back, the tightening of her fingers in Victoria’s armor. The bite was sharp, then warm, then something deeper—ancient magic stirring, blood calling to blood. Victoria drank for only a heartbeat—long enough to taste Raven’s life, her strength, her love—then pulled back. Blood welled at the twin punctures. Victoria reached down, drew Raven’s dagger from her belt—the small blade she had given her months ago—and pressed it to her own throat.

He didn’t wait for Aria’s comments or taunts as he clasped my hand and tugged me towards the stairs. I shivered from the touch. When we were out of earshot, I said, “Your…well…Aria seems to be holding some kind of grudge against your father.” Viktor remained silent as he unlocked the door I had stayed in earlier and switched on the lights. When he closed the door, my eyes widened. “What are you doing?” I hissed. He finally turned to look at me. His eyes were dark and intense. “She listens to everything,” he muttered. “Now listen to me.”

“Just stop it! You weren’t there! You don’t know what he’s like!” “I know what his father was like!” Veronica shot to her feet, her glass sloshing dangerously. “A snake! A liar! And Damien Voss is cut from the same rotten cloth! He’s playing with you, Ariana! He’s dangling that pathetic little company in front of you like a carrot, and you’re letting him lead you right to the slaughter!”