Beck From Victorious Novels & Stories

Nerissa POV The attack came before dawn from everywhere. The first signal hit the eastern perimeter. Three short howls. Before the echo finished the southern approach signal fired,then the western. Then the northern boundary wolves called in from three separate positions at once with overlapping urgency. Caden Voss waited for us to hold the northwest advance. He let us believe the retreat meant recovery time. He used every hour since the retreat to reposition his full force around the fortress perimeter while we handled the wounded and the silver wound and

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

"This is regrouping. You’ve just awakened. If you burn out now, the Beast takes over completely, and Kaima vanishes forever. Is that what you want?" I looked at Damon, who I dropped into the mud. He was whimpering, his spirit broken. I looked at the Council, who were scrambling to reform their lines. "Fine," I said. "But Rowan?" "Yeah?" "If those Hounds come... I'm the one who gets to lead the kill." Rowan grinned, a sharp, dangerous expression. "That's my girl. Now, move!" We dived into the dark woods of Black-Ridge just as the first howl of the Hounds shattered the silence of the forest—a sound that d

After years of hunting down the criminal who rendered me paralyzed, I can bury the consuming blood-curling vengeance in my heart, because of this major accomplishment. It was a stunning victory with a massive flanking maneuver. It is impossible to overstate the bravery and risk-taking displayed in the development and implementation of this strategy. The werebears were bamboozled when our backup convoy enveloped them. From a tactical and operational standpoint, we persevered in triumph even though we lost some warriors.

And though he knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges and obstacles, he faced it with a sense of resolve and determination, knowing that he had finally laid bare the truth that had haunted him for so long. As Welbeck stood in the grandeur of his mansion, a sense of triumph washed over him like a tidal wave. He had achieved what he set out to do: he had won back his twins. It was a victory that tasted sweeter than any success he had ever known, a triumph that filled him with a sense of vindication and satisfaction. For Welbeck, the journey to reclaim his children had been fraught with challenges and obstacles. Christine's resistance had been formidable, her attempts to thwar

Knight rose his arms, inviting Raven's attack, "I beat you, you blow me. If you beat me, I'll do the same. How's that?" "Why would I even get into such a bet?! Moron!" Raven swiped the leaves off his body and turned to leave. Knight blocked his way. "Well, because you are hard again, for one," Knight nodded at Raven's groin, "And two, because you THINK you can win." "I CAN win!" Raven clenched his teeth.

Figuring that she shouldn't push her luck, she opted to behave herself until the tournament had been won. Travis defeated Vince, and Bryce defeated Marvin, and then Travis after that. She felt a shiver of arousal at the thought of giving a lap dance to Bryce and the liberties he would take with her, but then felt a surprising jolt of disappointment when Beck won again. Still, she could work with that. "What a bunch of shit," Bryce said, tossing his controller down and grabbing Beck in a headlock for a few seconds. "They were your rules man!" he said, finally managing to free himself and laughing.

She grinned with triumph when she saw me on the floor. "We did it, Jax! We've won," Jax got up and cracked his neck. "What do you mean by that?" he growled. His voice was deeper than usual. Bea clapped her hands excitedly "Our plan succeeded, honey. Now, we can rule the world together!" "No, Bea," Jax sneered, his voice laced with arrogance. "I am the one who has emerged victorious. I am now your ruler, and I won this battle alone."

"We voted and half the team stayed behind to try to find him. That went directly against Beck's orders and he'll be pissed off. They were to make the rendezvous point and leave behind anyone who wasn't with them when they traveled." That's Beck. Whatever it takes to get the job done. It isn't that he doesn't have compassion for his fellow Warriors, it's that he works for the greater good and sometimes that means leaving Warriors behind. Nothing short of death would keep Beck from that rendezvous, and the realization that my friend is likely dead punches me in the gut.