Jack And Jill Victoria Lit Novels & Stories

“I'll let you know if there's any updates and when Brandy's in the air.” “Thanks, Rachel.” Jack sank into one of the chairs on the porch overlooking the water. He clicked the phone off and set it on a small outdoor table. An old copy of Old Man and the Sea sat tucked into one of the chair cushions. Jack pulled it out and began leafing through the pages, trying to remember the plot from lit class. It wasn't long before he heard motion from inside. Emma stepped out on the porch, her eyes distant but strong as she looked out at the water.

“No need.” All eyes immediately turned to her. Victoria’s smile grew even wider. “I’ve already found it.” The room fell silent. Lilith furrowed her brow deeply. “Found what?” Victoria pulled an old book out of her leather bag. “Besides, you guys are moving too slowly,” she said in a very casual tone. Lucas stared at the book expressionlessly. “That’s…” Victoria held the book up a little higher. “Lilith’s family journal.” Selene immediately stood up as well. “Victoria, where did you get it?”

CHAPTER -1: **Victoriana's POV** In the early morning, I barely get to yawn and take a glimpse of morning sunlight I'm carried away at the speed of light by the servant wolves and I find myself ending up in our gym. My brother Victor Jones always awaits me for giving me hardcore training until my skin is scalded. I've been getting this difficult training since the beginning of my 17th birthday and must continue until my Wolf doesn't wake up.

I'd rather it been sooner than later. Alpha Evan slowed down as we neared a gated fence. The guard on duty stood to attention, almost as if he'd been waiting for us to arrive and hurriedly opened the doors. A cobblestone pathway lead to a circular driveway in front of which stood a larger than life Victorian style villa, painted an off white, giving it a royal look. The previous Alpha had definitely been loaded if this was their pack house. "Here we are," Alpha Evan muttered, giving me a sidelong glance.

There’s no reason for me to be here at this moment; none that I think will help at all. She’s brought me to the moment I claimed Ilya as my mate; twenty-one years old, in love, and stupid. Ilya rolls onto his back next to twenty-one-year-old me, out of breath and wearing a grin as if he’s won the biggest prize. He curls up next to me and lays his head on my chest before looking up into my face. “I can’t believe you’re mine,” he says and kisses my chest. “I love you, Viktor.” Younger Viktor touches his cheek and kisses Ilya’s hair. “I love you too,” he says with a sigh. “Not a lot of people were happy about this.”

"I've never partaken in a feast here yet. Mr. Veron, take me along when there's another feast." He answered without hesitation, "Sure. There probably will be another one soon." Since she had agreed to find a husband, those people would definitely find an opportunity to meet her. And when it came to things like this, no one could ever beat the Chadler family to it. Victoria made sure her gold coin was secure. Then, she heaved Jackalyn up with one hand and slapped her continuously five to six times. After that, she flung her to the ground like a rag and kicked her repeatedly.

"Things are different now. I have James to think about." Richard's eyes hardened. "Then think about this. If you don't start keeping your promise, I'll tell Jack everything. About how you manipulated him. About how you faked being pregnant with twins to trap him into marriage faster." Victoria went pale. "I was pregnant with twins. I lost one in the womb." "Were you though?" Richard asked. "Or did you lie about twins so Jack would marry you immediately before he changed his mind?" Victoria had lied. She had only been pregnant with James, but she had told Jack it was twins to make him marry her faster. When she "lost" one twin early in the pregnancy, Jack had felt guilty and protective.

Her smile slips, “Don’t be delusional Max. Victoria is dying. In fact, the elders consider her dead at this point or they wouldn’t have released me. Now come on. We have wedding preparations to begin.” I snap at her callousness and grabbing her by the throat, I shover her against the wall, “Get out! I will never mate you!” “Max!” The pack healer who has just turned around the corner rushes towards me, pulling me away from Jacklyn. Jacklyn pushes me away, snapping, “Victoria is as good as gone! There’s no chance of her surviving-” James steps in, “Well, not exactly. Try this.” The pack healer takes the packet from him and studies the contents. His eyes widen, “Where did you get this herb?”

'Yes, yes he touches me there,' Mary spoke quickly, for Victoria still had her nipple in a vice like pinch, and Mary soon realised that Victoria wanted to know details. As her body was caressed, the aristocratic hands exploring her intimately, Mary told Victoria about Jack. She told Victoria how he had first seen her, playing with her own sex outside in the oak clearing, how he had begged to taste her, and erupted with passion inside her. She described how it felt for her when Jack had pillaged her dark entrance, stretching the tight muscle, filling her so completely she could hardly breathe. She told her about Betsy, about the two of them seducing the girl, taking her in turns, licking and

Victoria said turning to meet Elora's eyes. " I need your help, Elora. I need you to help me get rid of this side of myself but in return, I will give my mother's journal to you" " What use is that journal if I'm gonna die anyway?" " You won't die if you use it. My mother was a human. My father was a wolf. My mom survived. She was the only human who did - she discovered the reason why she did a little late but she still has the information that you need regardless." Victoria said, looking at Elora and hoping that she would accept her offer.