Mk Flawless Victory Novels & Stories

He nodded and replied excitedly, "Yes! We won! We have completely won! We got three hundred and fifty points more than they did! They had thought that defeat was certain, but managed to gain a surprise victory. Even though it was only the first part of the competition, Fane's results proved that they would definitely win if he continued! With that in mind, Elder Maurice looked up at Master Forrest. The moment he thought of how often Master Forrest had mocked him, he felt his anger soaring. Now that he had the chance, he would not let it go.

“You whore! How could you screw another man until you take in his child?“ “I swear— I.“ I couldn't finish the statement because my vision was starting to get blurry and darkness was starting to creep in. Then he released his grip from my neck and I fell to the floor with a loud thud. I let out a gruttal cough, gasping for breath with spit drooling out of my mouth. My neck throbbed with so much pain that it feels like I was about to die. Yet, I couldn't. Then he toss the parchment paper at me. “Still denying it?“ I grabbed the paper, my eyes scanning it and at the bottom: NO MATCH. That was the result. Clear. Final.

I doubt his pack can hold on much longer. She raised her glass toward me. "You made the smart choice by cutting your losses in time and choosing your own path. "I'm working on a new treatment right now. If it succeeds, it could save many patients affected by wolfsbane. I know you're good at medical research. Wanna work together?" Through the red wine, I saw the hope in Clara's eyes. I smiled slightly and raised my glass, gently clinking it against hers. The clear sound echoed between us. We said at the same time, "Here's to a successful partnership."

I nodded to keep them quiet, and I’m confident that the sale that happened today will reach the Villalobos because they are greedy when it comes to money. “What the f-ck! No way!” I came to a halt and glanced at Natasha, who couldn’t accept the loss. “I won,” I smirked, glancing at Natasha, who turned red with anger. “Y-you, bitch!” I cocked an eyebrow at her, but all I did was smile and sit back in my chair. I won’t penalize you if you’re upset. You are a low-class rival. I’m just going to waste my time. “Congratulations, Ms. Mystica!”

Aditya was initially happy while expressing about his family, but as he expressed about the victory, his tone changed to painful. "What happened?" Miral questioned. "Dad's victory didn't sit well with one person, and that person in return ought to play a dirty game to snatch away that position from dad. That person was dad's competition, Mr Raghuveer Chandravanshi."

Angela was lost in her head. Victory was sweet, it left a lingering taste on your tongue, it makes you forget everything else, makes you blind to your enemy's counter-offensive response. Everyone else would be fooled by victory’s sweet lingering taste but not her. She had been a victim of it in the past, she had relished her victory so much that she was oblivious to her enemy's attack and her victory had been spoiled almost as soon as it got to her hand. So she had to learn, the hard way and learn she did.

Victory was a beautiful woman, an Alpha to the boot, but at that moment, she looked rough. Exhausted. Her eyes wre puffy as if she had been crying, and her makeup was smudged. She wore a winkled lilac suit, and her hair was loose around her shoulders. Her heels were not on her feet, but dangling from her left hand. She was far from the elegant woman I remembered. The anger I’ve been trying to hold back resurfaced. “What the hell are you doing here?” I growled. Victory didn’t move a muscle. I didn’t smell her pheromones spike at my presence, indicating that she found me to be her enemy. She made no attempt to go into the house, although the door was partially open behind her.

He could only pray someone would help him… he didn't want to be tainted by a crazy woman, he didn't want this! So he resisted even more, letting his body twist and turn, his bloodshot eyes poured out tears, he whimpered from the pain, but couldn't care, instead, he bit his lips and continued to fight her which made the crazy woman go even more insane. “Ahhh! Bastard! Bastard! I want to… I want to see you… Why can't I see your Stick! Why can't I see?!” Michelle yelled, so desperate, so excited with crazy rage.

He was waiting for me, his son and prized competitor, to emerge after my 20-minute break and win the game, bringing him pride once again. Unfortunately, I didn't think victory would be possible tonight. Not when my arch-nemesis, Damario Bloodworth, the prince of the East and my opponent, was waiting for me in that room, holding the weight of my deepest secret in his hands. "Gods, this is a mistake. Turn around and walk away, Zayn. Act like it never happened. If you don't acknowledge it, it never existed." My subconscious mind screamed at me, frantically urging me not to enter that room.

She had not played nice in the end. “Your victor is Kami Willow and her wolf Scarlett!” Titus announced to the crowd, surprised to see the majority of the Red Moon pack cheering for Kami’s victory over their own pack mate. Kami shifted back and Titus slid his shirt onto her so quickly no one got a glimpse of her naked other than from the knees down, “Thanks.” She huffed, a bit out of breath. She had her fair share of cuts and bruises, but she had come out of the match without any broken bones. She turned to Vincent and offered him a hand to shake, “It was a good match. You’re a decent fighter.”