Novel & Cerita Jayce X Viktor Arcane

Jessica moves away from me. I move with her to the side. "Yes." I'm waiting for her to look at me like I have a communicable disease and walk away like the rest of the students but she just laughs and wraps her arms around my shoulders. "My dad will be so pissed, if it makes you any better he is a Beta. By the way, you just met Madison Darkwater nicknamed dark queen of the academy and her errand girl, Taylar Graves nicknamed Graves." Something silver catches my eyes, silver hair sways in the air, my breathing stop as a domineering MAN in capital letters takes my whole attention. "Jace." Without thinking, my legs starts moving.

"Sorry for not informing you." Jace made a not so convinced facial expression before his gaze fell on the lady. "Let me introduce you two. Jace, this is Garaine Jones, caregiver of Rainbow Fairy Home and my saviour," Weylin smiled a bit, glancing at the girl. "And this is Jace Smith, my best friend and my business partner." "Nice to meet you," Jace smiled, extending his hand for a handshake. "Nice to meet you too," Garaine smiled back, shaking hands with him. "Well, I think I should head back."

But the demonkin mage-lord had prepared. A ripple of violet-black energy tore through the line. Confusion erupted—Valrosians stumbling, demonkin surging. In the chaos, Victoria spun to strike down a hulking brute and lost sight of Raven for three heartbeats. Three heartbeats too long. A mage in tattered Arcadian robes—scarred face, eyes burning with righteous fury—lunged from the smoke. His hand clamped around Raven’s wrist like iron. She tried to pull free; shadows surged weakly at her feet, but the mage’s ward-ring flared, burning the tendrils away. He dragged her backward through the melee, using the press of bodies as cover.

Decorations, catering, security — all of it calibrated to impress a king. In her small apartment across the city, Ava lay on her bed scrolling through her phone, doing what she always did when the world felt too heavy. She read. His photos were everywhere online. Tall — six foot six, with the kind of face that looked like it had been carved specifically to make people forget their own names. Twenty-eight years old and already the wealthiest, most powerful being on the planet, his fortune stretching back through a thousand years of Lycan bloodlines. Women across every species — werewolves, Lycans, vampires, even humans — had thrown themselves at Sebastian Reynolds for decades. He had turned e

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

Victor smirked. "The house was already becoming hot for me and I didn't want to go over to a friend's place because I am trying to avoid any signs of disrespect. Also, he could easily find me from there. So, I decided to come here instead." "Hold on, who is James and Mirabel?" Jace butt in and then apologises for interrupting their conversations. Jade nodded at Victor, reassuring him that it was okay to speak. "James is my dad. Mirabel is our mum. The two of them have been in an affair that has lasted for years now and with the look of things..." Victor left his words hanging for his sister to fill in.

Victor either didn’t notice or did and thought he could ride it. “Perhaps,” Victor continued, “her pursuit of surgical glory has led her to enable Dr. Hale’s more… questionable choices rather than temper them.” “Wow,” Jace said loudly. The word cracked across the murmuring like a slap. Victor frowned. “Gamma?” Eun‑Ji said warningly. The room went still in a way that felt heavier than shouting, tight as a suture pulled too hard. “I’m sorry,” Jace said, entirely unconvincing. “I just… wasn’t expecting you to insult my boss’s boss and my boss in the same breath. Impressive efficiency, even for you.”

She grabbed his arm and pulled, but he didn’t budge. “Kyrell, you’ll kill him!” She screamed, her voice raw. It was what got to him. Kyrell grunted, chest heaving like a wild animal, and forced himself to step back. Jace lay slumped against the ground, his face a bloody ruin. And yet, he smiled. A sadistic, fleeting little smile before his eyes rolled back and darkness claimed him. ***

Her body went rigid, her fingers tightening around the edge of the blanket as she could somewhat sense the danger. The predatory aura of Varek that had haunted her ever since she met him. Mark blinked, unsure if what he was seeing was real. “What are you doing? Those..those are silver, you’ll hurt yourself!” Varek’s gaze flicked briefly to the doctor before returning to Maya. “They’re not for me,” he said simply, his tone low and threatening. Mark’s throat went dry. “Alpha, please, she’s still healing—” the words stuck in his throat after one look from Varek.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.