Cat Valentine In Victorious Novels & Stories

She informed filling my glass with orange juice. “With Victor.” I scoffed hearing his name and she nodded with a questioning look. “Sometimes I feel like, this Victor is his first wife.” She laughed at my statement and Valerie sipped her coffee. “Victor is Valentine’s right hand. He never goes out without him. Don’t be jealous of that lad, I can tell you that Valentine is straight. He isn’t interested in guys like Harman.” Valerie assures me like it was some serious issue earning a slap on head from Lola. I spit the juice ruining my dress and laughed hard.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

She giggled shyly and ran away from Winston. Valeria locked herself in her bedroom. There was a huge smile on her face. She was breathing heavily. She was not sure if she was excited to be with Winston or if she was actually nervous. Either way, she was just happy that her mate had finally found her. And she could live the life she wanted to live forever. ---------------------------------------------------------

It seemed he was a few cards short of a deck. “What, are you dissatisfied?” Withered Valentine was not angry but started to show off instead. “Listen up. I’m known as Withered Valentine. I only have two favorites: women and hearts! So far...” Withered Valentine arrogantly began to brag. “I’ve toyed with 999 women, and I’ve also eaten... 888 fresh hearts. You’ll be the 889th!” His small triangular eyes were fixed on Andrius’ heart, bursting with a greedy and sinister light. He could not help but flick out his scarlet tongue and lick his lips.

I didn’t even know that I was so lost in my own thoughts that I only realized that it was dusk when the bedroom door opened. My head snaps towards the door, and I see Valentine walking in with two other women dressed in black and white maid’s outfits. He grabs the heads, and I see the disgust on their faces; one actually dry heaves. “Clean this bed and add fresh bedding,” he barks and walks out. I’m about to ask them if they’re human when he saunters back inside the room and crosses his arms while walking toward me. “Hello, Kitty Kat,” he says with zero amusement in his tone and gets down on his haunches in front of me. “You look a little pale.”

She hardly knew what lied in front of her, The task keeping her alive, keeping them alive. Valentine sent a mental who asking if it was time. A waste of good fight. She could be such a fun killer. I nodded in approval and watched her intentionally let them win. The black one bit hard into her leg, a pain that shot through me considering we shared the merge. I manage to keep my curses unheard. Some tasks were worth more than petty revenge. The savages saw this as an opportunity to deal a finishing blow. I witnessed them pounce on Valentine and sink their fangs into her like she was another of their meal.

As someone submissive to his wife, Billy nodded immediately, “I agree as well.” Charlie raised both of his hands as he said, “Same here.” “Great! And that’s four versus two. We win!” said Grace as she snapped her fingers with a smile on her lips. Turning towards Mark, she said, “Mr. Valentine, this punishment isn’t too much, right?” “It’s not at all,” Mark replied as he gave a small smile. “Just as I thought, Mr. Valentine is an understanding person. However, I won’t let you two get off the hook by just French kissing. That’s too boring. How about we have Mr. Valentine feed Summer some of this wine here while kissing?”

Well, shit. My first thought was to courier them back, so that I didn't have to come face to face with that guy. But the couriers didn't want to send something so expensive, in such a short distance. So I dug out his information from the public records and now, I was standing in front of the magnificent villa, pondering on the fact that I would have to face him again, contemplating, whether I should go inside or not. The word 'VICTORS' were curved on the iron gate beautifully in a neat cursive. A tall, stony statue of mammon stood proudly at one side and a giant lion on the other.

Juliet stretched to me a tiny bottle and I stared at the container wondering what it was. "Trina, this is an ointment. I purchased it at a cosmetic store. It will quickly expunge the spots on your face." My lips curved into a smile and I held the bottle, "oh thanks so much mum, I really needed it so I'll look like an angel tomorrow." "Like an angel, where're you going tomorrow?" "My crush Jake is gonna be picking me up." Juliet's cheeks dissolved into a wild smile, "Is he hot?" "Smoking hot."

She presented an empty, little case that contained a red powder. "Well done, you have no idea how happy I am with you. When all this is over, I'll prove it to you." He chuckled, gazing down at the woman he loved. They had joined forces not long ago, and he didn't regret it all. Valentine lowered herself and began to untie his belt. "Let me pleasure you, my Lord."