Arcane Viktor X Reader Novels & Stories

Xander was getting his car inside, and he wanted to see Mom so we went inside the house together. As the two of us entered, we saw Mim facing a man in the living room. The man stood up quickly when Xander and I stabbed him. My eyes widened when I saw the man, Viktor! "Erica!" Viktor shouted at me. I could not move. My whole body stiffened, as if I had seen a ghost, and as if I had been drenched in cold water on my stand. My heartbeat quickened as if it were racing. Viktor quickly hugged me tightly and there my trance returned.

She cuts me off and tilts her head in a mocking gesture before she chuckles and stays quiet for a moment. Next, she moves to the crate beside her and sits down there. The fight is over. She knows I am not going to let her walk out of here easily. “Your father threw me out,” she says after making herself comfortable on the crate. “Sixteen years ago, I was twenty-six and in love with a man named Dorian. Everyone called him a dark wizard, as if that was the total explanation of who he was, but everyone was just jealous of him and his powers,” she smiles. “To me, Dorian was perfect. He was brilliant, kind, and so powerful. And yes he practiced dark magic, the same dark magic that the Kingston fa

His thoughts drifted to the soft touch of her lips and his rod hardened that instant again. "F**k!" He cursed loudly, trying to keep his thoughts away from Ariana. *** Ariana lay on the bed in a transfix even after Vincenzo had left her for about five minutes. Did he just reject their sexual advances and interaction? Isn't that what he always wanted? To make love to her so he could be cured? "They are all the same! Fucking motherfuckers!" She cursed angrily, getting up from the bed. All the sleepiness in her head vanished and she just wanted to keep her ailing mind busy. She knew Vincenzo gave her off from work but she was sure she would go crazy if she stayed alone in the house.

She looked at him. “Move.” “Ariana, his wolf is changing.” “I know.” “You don’t know what he can do.” She pushed past him. “Neither do you.” Kael grabbed her arm. She turned sharply. “Let go of me.” He released her at once. Ariana came closer. “Damien.” I looked at her. The moment our eyes met, the pain became stronger. I grabbed the table to keep myself standing. “Stay away from me.” She frowned.

He was upset and fighting with his brother because of me. "I told you I didn't want your whore at family gatherings and this is why. You have no control when it comes to her. Take her back to her room, now." Viktor ordered Blake. "With pleasure." Blake growled, grabbing my body tight. It was going to be a long night as he proved over and over again who I belonged to. Thank the goddess he can't read my mine. Wait! Can he? I don't know if this a Vampire Siren thing or a supernatural thing. Oh shit, I'm screwed.

Victor chuckled. Ariana grew wary. "What are you planning to give me?" "Something… good," Victor smirked. Ariana didn't trust Victor's generosity. Just then, the car came to a stop outside a villa. Hunter parked the car, and Ariana followed Victor out, puzzled. When she saw they were at the Hicks residence, the realization hit her. "Victor! What are you planning to do?" "Come," Victor said, dragging her by the wrist toward the Hicks residence.

He reached across the desk, but I pulled my hand back before he could touch it. "Elara, listen to me. Alaric Vance is a control freak. He sees you gaining independence, seeing the world through eyes that aren't his, and he’s terrified. He’ll say whatever he has to so you’ll stay in that glass cage where he can watch over you." He sighed, shaking his head. "If he had proof, I’d be in a courtroom, not in this office. Ask yourself why he’s just telling you stories instead of taking action." I didn't have an answer for that. I spent the rest of the day in a daze, cataloging old jewelry and paintings while my mind spun. By the time five o'clock rolled around, I was exhausted.

Andronikos’ head turned slightly from the force, but when his eyes met mine again, there was surprisingly no anger—just pure, unadulterated lust. Fuck! “Flogítsa mou,” he murmured, low and gravely, “do you have any idea what you do to me?” I tried to back up, my heart racing, but in an instant, he was right upon me. His big hands clamped around my arms—not painfully, but hard enough to keep me from escaping. His gaze burned into mine, his breath fanning against my cheek. “No, you don’t. You don’t understand how much you consume my every waking and sleeping thought.”

Alarick threw the picture of Xander that he had torn into small pieces at Xevia's face. "I didn't keep it, it was just accidentally carried in my wallet. That's all..." Xevia defended herself. "Aaaaa... "Alarick pulled Xevia's long hair roughly, "you don't dare to lie to me once-" "No, Alarick. I'm not lying, please let go of your hand, it hurts Alarick..." With tears in her eyes the girl asked for Alarick's forgiveness. "You should be taught a lesson!" Alarick removed Xevia's clothes roughly, laying the girl down forcefully even though she had begged Alarick not to do so. Because she was in great pain. Her lower abdomen to her sensitive area felt painful as Alarick forcefully inserted himse

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i