Pokemon Victor Novels & Stories

Prince Victor was the last to leave, and all he said was. "Today is Rhett... tomorrow maybe me." Marcus snarled, but Victor was already gone. He walked into his wing with a heavy mind. When he arrived and slammed the door behind him, someone was waiting, and it was just who he needed. Victor was the definition of a sex maniac. He could have his Marvin go down on him like six rounds in one night, and by seven in the morning, his body would be up and ready yet for another round. His skin was smooth, and he had extremely flexible muscles.

He chuckles. It’s my turn to have a little fun, so taking a page out of my mother’s book, I grab the cactus and shove it down the rogue’s throat. He gags, splutters, and screams around the prickly little bastard before I rip it out, making sure to tear as much of his esophagus as possible. He screams in agony as the glochids, or the short little prickles, lodge in his throat. “What do you want with Juniper!?” I shout again.

"Look at the master code! Look at the routing headers! Anyone with administrative access to the chalet's central router could have spoofed my MAC address!" Banjo reached out, his hands grabbing my neck pulling me forward until my chest pressed against his. His face was inches from mine, his warm breath smelling of stale whiskey and cold coffee. "I saved you," he growled into my face, his eyes burning with tears of pure rage. "When your pathetic father died leaving you in absolute ruin, I took you in! I gave you a roof! I gave you food! I gave you the Vance name so your father's creditors wouldn't throw you in a hole! And you sold my trade secrets to Baden Lawson for fifty million dollars?!"

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

There was blood on his collar and he swayed slightly after dodging or throwing punches. The growl I let loose at the sight reverberated through the floors, causing Cyrus' eyes to flicker to mine with relief. The jaguar, who I now realized was Tyler, took advantage of the moment and slammed his pipe into Cy's chest. The sickening crunch I heard was enough for me to lose it. I ran at full speed, throwing caution to the wind. Grabbing Tyler by the throat, I threw him aside. Fin tackled a lion, while Jax begins to pummel another with a quick fire of well-aimed punches. After kicking Tyler even further away before he could recover, I turned and punched unsurprisingly, Justin in the throat. Twice.

LYRA. I tried to run, but my feet felt heavy as if rooted to the spot. The rogue's eyes gleamed with a feral intensity, their teeth bared in a snarl. I raised my hands, palms facing them, and summoned a weak burst of energy to defend myself. But he was too strong, too fast. He knocked my hands aside and pinned me against the wall, his claws digging into my shoulders. I struggled, kicking and squirming, but he was too strong. A fist slammed into my stomach, and I gasped for air. Another blow struck my head, and everything went blurry. I felt myself falling, but they caught me, holding me up with a cruel grip.

The second shifter circled around, almost grazing Victor's hip as he hit fur instead and tried to bite into his leg. With a maneuvered slide, the shifter's intended attack got his comrade in the hind leg instead and caused him to lose balance. Victor used the opportunity to slam him into the wall with a loud crack that made him yelp and slump to the floor. The remaining enemy grazed Victor's face this time and jumped back, crouching low so he could get underneath, but Victor knew this move all too well.

"I also forgot to tell the police something, so I came back here. Besides the reward." "Who are you lame?! I don't even know you!" "You didn't recognize me, Madam." Mang Luisito showed Imelda the wounds he sustained from the accident. Some of them have healed and others have not. "It was you. I'm sure you ran me over but you didn't even help me. You just ran me over that day, remember?" Is... Is Imelda?! "Huh... What is that saying? Is that crazy?!" "I am sure!" I approached Mang Luisito. "Are you sure? Well, because you told me last time that you were a boy who ran over you-"

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

"Victória had no interest in stealing anything from Ciara, but she wouldn’t let them go unpunished for what they had done to her life. Her grandmother's threats only made her stronger. She also predicted her day would be long after this confrontation. When she arrived at the company, she felt depressed and discouraged. Her mood remained low until Jayric called her into his office. Putting a smile on her face, she knocked on the door twice. 'Come in!' Jayric responded, and as soon as he saw it was her, a smile automatically appeared on his face. 'Victória, I’ve been expecting you.'