Piltover Enforcer Vi Novels & Stories

The Enforcers stood like statues, a line of living mannequins whose eyes burned with that same unsettling, borrowed gold. Verina looked at them and saw not just guards, but a graveyard of personalities—men and women whose own souls had been overwritten to serve the Circle’s hunger for eternity. Miller stood before them, his posture rigid, his finger poised over a holographic interface that projected a live feed of Verina’s and Silas’s vitals. The heartbeat monitors were synced, two green lines dancing in perfect, terrifying harmony, and Miller’s thumb was hovering over the ‘Terminate’ command that would turn them both into dead weight.

“Under the Brigadiers are the Enforcers and Torpedoes, our elite killers and muscle. They execute orders without question.” Six enforcers moved in, swarming me completely. I was lifted off the table and held suspended in the air between four of them, one in my pussy, one in my ass, one down my throat, and another fucking my tits, while the rest waited their turn. The men continued their meeting around my moans and screams. “Fuuuuck! Enforcers! Destroy your Princess’s toy!” I wailed when they pulled out of my mouth. “Stretch every hole! Fill me with Bratva cum at every level of the hierarchy!”

I rasped, the raw, unhinged confession leaving my throat before my clinical discipline could filter the impulse. Veda went still against my chest, her hazel eyes narrowing with a sudden, intense curiosity. "What do you mean, Rowan? The Enforcer line is hardwired into the central district. You built the perimeter." "I built a cage to keep the Capital sector from drinking our blood, and now I am spending twenty-four hours a day guarding the lock," I growled low, my silver irises swirling with a deep, frantic necessity as I rolled my massive torso over her frame, trapping her smaller mass beneath my weight on the silk sheets. My hot, cedar-scented breath was a steamy caress against her temple.

*If you use the light one more time, your heart will stop. "Calista, Look out!" Jarek’s voice echoed from the left side of the pier. I looked up just in time to see a second squad of Enforcers rushing through the broken white gate. They had abandoned the logging trucks and were heading straight for me, their glowing shadow-rifles raised. They were not trying to capture me anymore; they were trying to kill me before I could destroy their leader. "Hold the line!" Alpha Magnus shouted from the center of the pier.

Dominic surged forward, tried to grasp Pender's arm, but the tall, thin man shook him off with a frown so disapproving the false leader backed off. "I am an Enforcer for life," he said again, quietly, with great dignity. "And no matter what you've done to my family, to the Order to which I've committed everything, I will carry the honor and pride for the rest of my life." Uncomfortable silence anyone? Was that a shifting in the magic I felt? Because I felt it, now I knew it was there, the insidious thread of Batsheva's power woven through the entire room, whispering in ears, pulling at loyalties, holding them all in thrall.

I flew backward, my back hitting the concrete pillar with a sickening crunch. I dropped my rifle. The air was gone from my lungs, my vision swimming with black spots. The Enforcer stood over me, his violet eyes cold and devoid of anything resembling mercy. “You are a baseline human,” he vibrated, the sound rattling my teeth. “You are a structural flaw in the new world. You will be removed.” He raised his arm, his fingers glowing with a concentrated violet light. I knew what was coming. He was going to hit me with a focused acoustic pulse that would turn my internal organs into jelly.

The Enforcer moved again. The floor cracked beneath its foot. The council leader raised his hand. “Stop.” The Enforcer did not. Override denied, it replied calmly. Command source compromised. The leader paled. “That’s impossible.” “No,” I said. “That’s what happens when you summon something older than your authority.” The hum roared, flooding my veins with heat and clarity and something dangerously close to resolve. The Enforcer advanced, chains dissolving entirely now, each step precise, inevitable. “You need to run,” I told Kaden and Kael.

Amara’s breathing shook terribly. But another memory flashed inside her head again. A voice. A command. Buried deep inside her mind. “Primary subjects can override enforcement protocols.” No. No no no. She looked directly at the Enforcer. Then quietly said: “Release him.” Silence followed. The Enforcer froze completely. SYSTEM CONFLICT DETECTED. Nathan’s eyes widened immediately. “Oh my God.” Victor looked horrified again. The Enforcer slowly loosened its grip on Adrian. Then fully released him.

"The Alpha King has ordered your immediate return to the primary citadel." "My position remains independent until the shift cycle ends," I snarled, my boots slipping into a combat stance as I prepared to draw my sidearm. The enforcers didn't argue. Their core programming was bound directly to Lucien's tactical override, completely bypassing my authority as a vanguard commander. Before my wolf could initiate a physical strike, their combined weight pinned my shoulders against the transport's reinforced chassis. They forced my frame onto the rear leather bench and locked the magnetic security seals.

I asked him. “Your anguish, we all felt it, our Lady is in danger,” he said and I blinked as I looked at him. “Let’s go,” I said and kept walking. I reached the front door and halted once more on the steps of the porch as Damon and Connor stood there with the Enforcer pack at the bottom of the steps. They all bowed their heads at me and Jett stopped and stood on my right. “Enforcers, gear up, we’re going to war!” I said loudly.