Love Victor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"No, it can't be. Ever since you got engaged? God, Victor, what happened to you? Are you in love with her?" Victor's expression turned angry, and he took a step closer to Liam. "Don't talk nonsense. I don't love Ivy. I will kill her when my purpose is accomplished." Liam looked unconvinced. "You really need a girl, Victor. I'll arrange something." Victor's eyes narrowed, but Liam just chuckled and left the office, leaving Victor to his thoughts.

She dropped her gaze to the clear water lapping between them. "I'm too weak." She raised her eyes to look at his face again, but his gaze was fixed on her so intensely that her consciousness was as small as an arrow, preventing her from concentrating. "Not only did I sleep with you, but I was your first love. I feel like I betrayed Carlos in the worst possible way." "You're his best friend. He's probably excited to think we're together." "No." Victor shook his head vigorously. "He's very protective of you, and I—"

Adeline whimpers with each passing memory I push through our mind. A loud horn sounds signifying the end of the three days within the Labyrinth. Victor looks at me one more time. His sparkling blue eyes pleading for me to choose him. “You would rather be a slave to my brother than live happily with your mate.” “I choose to be a slave instead of having you as a mate,” I retort angrily. Victor turns and walks away from me, not bothering to turn and look back. Adeline is howling angrily in my mind at the loss of her mate, but I simply push her to the side and ignore her.

“That’s how we win.” --- Across the city, the man known as Victor watched the feed from a private server. Camera hidden in Amara’s apartment—he saw every tear. Every collapse. Every kiss. “You never really left,” he whispered, stroking the edge of the screen. Then he clicked the next file. A new photo. Liam’s face. Target marked. “Now,” he said coldly, “you get to see what losing feels like.”

he said which clearly made senses and I realized how much he Liam felt hurt when he saw me like that "I'm sorry" I apologized "it's not your fault okay? You don't have to apologize" victor said making me smile "you were at work right?" I asked to him "yes, I was but nothing's more important than my sister" he replied and it made me smile He then kissed my forehead and left the room. I connected the airpods to my phone and listened to music Victor pov After I left Lilith room. I was about to go to Liam room to confort him and my phone rang

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.

But Mirage loved the vain boy. “Really,” she added, meeting Victor’s eyes. If Vice were a panther, she thought, Victor was a proud lion, all powerful muscles and wise eyes, fiercely protective of his loved ones and family. “Alright,” his smile was slow and sexy. “But we won’t be having a late night.”

"Why did you do that? I was... I was beautiful." "You were a statue." Victor pulled her against his chest. He could feel her heart now. It was fast. Terrified. Real. "I didn't fall in love with a painting, El. I fell in love with the woman who cried snot in the rain. I fell in love with the mess." "But it’s so easy here." She buried her face in his neck. She was shaking. "I can think away the pain. I can think away the memories of the Firstborn."

Ema greeted and Victor lifted his eyes from the computer with a smile on his face, Ema didn’t really appreciate the smile. “How was your night?” Victor asked, and Ema wondered how he was going to answer that. “It was fine” he replied and Victor smiled “I had a great time with Lila yesterday and it was so nice how much my nana likes her, I think I found the perfect person for this,” Victor said with a chuckle but Ema didn’t find anything funny in what he was saying. “Okay,” Ema said, faking a smile “I think we will be able to pull this off considering that she was able to catch my nana’s attention at the beach,” Victor said with a chuckle but Ema got bored with the conversation.

I'm just trying to understand. She fixes me, then looks away with her screen. She fled. And that's where I know. Clara is well behind it. Clara's point of view I look up at Victor, my heart beating. He knows. I would never have thought it would go so far. That he would make the link. I come across my arms, taking an offensive air. - I don't understand why you are on me on me, Victor. I didn't do anything. But he does not cille.