Hero Killer Victoria Novels & Stories

Victoria shouted hysterically. If I was shocked by her accusation, this statement hit me like a meteorite. How did she know that the blood was spike? She couldn’t guess unless…. I shook my head hoping that I had heard it wrong. Alex grasped her head and gritted out, “How do you know that the blood was spiked?” Victoria looked here and there, a bit flustered but then she roared, “Because… I spiked it myself! This was supposed to be the last day of her life but this b****, she purposefully switched the drink to kill my baby. She is a bloody murderer.”

“Look at that brief line at the bottom. No wonder she wants to kill us.” I look over Dev’s shoulder as she peers down at the contents of the folder, and the realization seems to set in both of us. Victoria fell pregnant while out on duty and made a bad call that led to her entire squad being ambushed and killed… all because she was arguing with someone who called her a slur. “They called her a mafia slut,” I say, scoffing. “She disappeared after her discharge, but it looks like Kaius found her.” Dev grabs the folder again, that cocky smirk was all but gone. “Like I said, leave it to me to sort out,” he says, looking visibly shaken.

] [They’ll find out soon enough why ‘Wish’ is ranked SSS. By then, the boss had silently appeared right in front of me. “You’re the last one,” he said, voice low and cold. “So… how do you wish to die?” Well, shit. Guess this is really the end for me. Before I got dragged into this horror game, I was the heroine of an erotica—waking up every morning in bed tangled up with handsome men. Totally useless at everything else. Expecting me to come up with some clever survival plan? Not happening.

However, the following day. "Have you heard the latest?" "You're talking about Jake, the football team captain, right?" Victoria stopped in her tracks upon hearing Jake's name. She glanced at the students conversing in the hallway of the school building. "It's unbelievable. He was discovered dead in his apartment." Victoria's books slipped from her grasp. The individual who had attacked her and filmed humiliating videos of her had been found dead. Her breaths became shallow, and she perceived her surroundings through a distorted lens. Feeling nauseous, she hurried to the restroom.

But now I despise everything I believed once, I despise his smile, I despise his kiss, I despise his hug, I despise his touch, I despise his love,I despise his love making and mostly I despise him. He is acting like he love me even now and shows everyone he miss me when he is clearly not. How can he love me and miss me even after my death, when he is the one who planed to kill me. I want to shout to all the persons in the world that he is showing his fake love towards me and they shouldn't believe him because he is a manipulator.He is the one who planned to KILL ME. XAVIER THOMPSON IS THE PERSON WHO PLANNED TO KILL ME!!!!!

“You can’t kill me now. The Chancellor will see it as betrayal. Brandon will freaking kill you for real this time.” “If I’m insane, then what do you call yourself as someone who killed Elliot, burned my Grandmother’s castle down, and manipulated Zarion’s feelings back when he and I hadn't yet met?” Silence. Hestia didn’t give an ounce of answer. That’s all I need to hear. I released a sharper battle cry this time, ready to see her brain scatter in the snowy ground. But the stone only managed to hit her shoulder as a firm grip around my wrist sent me gaping.

He cried, pointing at Henry. Victoria heard everything about what had happened. She couldn't believe that her daughters actually fell in love with the five mortal brothers. Hector was right. they should've warned them about the mortals too. Her heart ached thinking how Catty was betrayed by her own lover. "Why? Why would you do such a thing with my daughter?" She cried. So there they stood, spilling out everything to Victoria from the beginning, including Hector's death, while she sat there with her eyes gazing at her daughter's lifeless corpse, her face void of any emotions but the aura changing around her was apparent.

No matter if he irritated her and how much he claimed to hate her, despite knowing he had an obsession with her. He was persistent in the beginning and ended up getting what he wanted. Ruining it all just like that. Then he lost her. And she fell in the arms of another, Angelo. My heart ached at the thought. She had him and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter how much hatred I spread, I'd still be the villain. As much as I am the villain, I am too the victim. As heartless as I seemed, I wasn't numb. I felt.

Impossible. "Did you really think some mercenary could kill me with a single bullet?" Victoria appeared at the top of the stairs. Covered in blood. Half her face burned away. Skull visible. But alive. Impossibly alive. "This family does not die easily, Collector. You should know that by now." She raised a flamethrower. "Let me show you how Ashfords really end debts." And she pulled the trigger.

All the nightmares came both from him and from also having no idea of where her parents are or who she is. When she first came to this house and was told to get in and she didn't that led to my anger, the way she guarded her face screamed abuse. She had been abused, beating up and left there. That pain made Killer not Reina. Killer was made by Reina to prove to the world that was better and the best at her game, to prove that she controls everything and everyone's life. But Reina, she was just a little girl fighting to be removed from the body that contains both her and a killer but there was no way out. After kissing her on her forehead, work called my name to which I answered. Checking eve