Pokemon Victor Novels & Stories

"Who? Tell me quickly." Victor continued, his tone full of admiration, "That would be my idol, PhantomX. His skills are extraordinary, unmatched by anyone. "He consistently ranks first on the hacker leaderboard. He deserves his title as the reigning legend!" With a sigh, Victor added, "If I could have a match with PhantomX in this lifetime, I would die with no regret." "Victor, please contact him for me. I'm willing to pay any amount." Victor sighed dejectedly. "It's not about the money! He probably doesn't lack money either."

Tears began streaming down her face. Caspian took a breath to steady himself before coldly asking, "Did you cause these injuries?" Lester froze a little, then nodded. The coldness in Caspian's eyes sharpened into daggers, slicing straight at him. "How exactly did you touch her?" While Lester stared at his leather shoes, hands shaking slightly in his sleeves, Caspian slammed his foot into Lester's chest. A blood-curdling scream ripped through the room. "Ah!" The kick had likely snapped Lester's ribs. He lay on the floor, struggling to even breathe from the pain.

"So what? We have better items. Why should we be scared of him?" Of course, I was scared. Every single item I carried came from Victor. If I used too many of them in front of him, there was no way he wouldn't recognize me. When the ragdoll clearly did not understand, I told it the truth. "There's a player down there called Victor." The ragdoll froze. "Victor? The number one player? The Godslayer everyone talks about?" When I nodded, all its confidence drained away, and its whole body started trembling.

​The beast let out a screeching hiss and lunged forward with blinding speed, its massive claws sweeping across the damp stone to decapitate me in a single stroke. ​I did not flinch. I did not draw a weapon. ​As the creature closed the distance, the volcanic energy in my core surged upward through my right arm, wrapping my fist in a dense, blinding layer of dark crimson flame. I stepped forward to meet its charge, pivoting my hips and driving my fist straight into the center of the beast's armored chest with every ounce of physical strength and newly forged momentum. ​BOOM! ​The impact sounded like a detonating boulder. The dark flames erupted instantly upon contact, rushing through the creat

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

The audiences were attentively looking at Zitrey, they just thought a single word, “Wow.” Now the score is 1 - 1, in the next round who first hits who will be the winner. Without further ado just after the referee down his hand, Zitrey attack Ezikiel fast and deadly as lighting, strikes his chest followed by her not so loud shout but can still sense her spirits for this attack. He was caught off guard and fall down in the ground. All the referees then raised the color of red that represents Zitrey wins.

he shouts and I turn to face him and I once place my palm against my mouth in shock. He's holding a car key and instead of picking it, I look around in anxiety and when I see it, I run towards it. It's a car.. a V8 to be precise and it's standing all alone at the middle of the parking lot. It has ribbons all over and I loudly read the words scribbled on an inflated baloon. “Happiest birthday My love!” it reads. I'm caressing the brand new red machine like a baby longing for the moment I'll drive it for the first time.

Victor whispered again, trying to convince Ruby to hold on. Victor continued to pound Ruby relentlessly. Quickly and forcefully, Victor's hand slapped Ruby's small ass as he almost came. "Uhhh!" Ruby's eyes went white as her hands gripped Victor's shoulders, her chest heaving. Her legs shook with her ragged breathing. "Argh Ruby," at the same time Victor got the peak of his game, pressing Ruby's ass even more, and releasing all his juices into Ruby's body. Returning to smacking Ruby's lips and pulling herself free from the union of their bodies.

Victor said and I am starting to think he is trying his best to avoid any confrontation between both of them. I don't think he is that confident he would come up on top if both of them do battle. Honestly I think the fight could go either way. From the stories I have heard about Victor he is a vicious killer, a top assassin but what I have seen from this strange vampire today plus the sheer power emitting from him I can tell he is a force to be reckoned with. I want them to fight. I don't really care who wins, I just want their battle to be long enough for me to escape. My wounds were already healing up so I know I will be able to run once I get the opportunity...

He had the card and some cash in his hand. "That brat Kellan only knows how to lie. Got my hopes up for nothing. I withdrew everything. Here’s your card." He tossed it onto the floor. I silently walked over and picked it up. Just as Dad was about to leave, Mom glanced toward my room. She spotted the suitcase and stopped him. "Victor, wait. She’s packed. What if she transferred the money and is planning to run off?" My heart dropped. Dad turned around and saw the suitcase too. Rage flooded his face. "You little liar, you dare trick me? Where’s the money? Hand it over right now, or I’ll chop you up!"