Twilight Saga Victoria Novels & Stories

After we broke up unhappily, Emma called me, saying Victoria was bleeding a lot. I rushed over and saw Victoria with a head injury. Because Olivia had said those words to me, my first reaction was that Olivia had really hurt Victoria like that. Afterward, Olivia rushed into Rosewood Haven covered in blood, wanting to kill Victoria. I stopped her, fearing she would kill someone, and had James Knight inject her with a sedative and take her back to Maple Grove. "Why?" I asked, dreading the answer. Lucas patted Olivia's back, comforting her, and said, "That night, Victoria secretly took wolfsbane-infused blood and a silver talisman that would prevent a werewolf's spirit from finding peace to Lil

Victoria stops beside Damon, her eyes cold and fixed entirely on Zayn. “Zayn,” she whispers. “You’ve certainly been busy playing house.” The trap is set. Daniel, the vengeful ex; Damon, the power-hungry brother; and Victoria, the heiress who was scorned. The Board members are restless, stirred by this version of the story. I look at Zayn, my heart hammering. We are surrounded. His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t give any other reaction that would escalate the situation and let Damon win this battle. His grip on my back loosens.

"Cade, I wanted to know, how did you know about the potion Damien was about to use" "Oh, I ran into Victoria on your birthday and she spilled some of the drink on my hand, once I figured out the scent, I took the help of a old white witch to help with a counter potion, and I had the guys feeding it to you in your punch", "Smart thank you, I owe you, but what did it cost thou", "You have to give her a drop of your blood, and well I thought it would be good if you speak to her before we leave to challenge the council",

“Tori, answer us. Is this true?” I looked at him, feeling my senses heightening. My wolf had been rebelling against me for the nth time after all of this mate bond thing happened to me. I still had to worry about that vampire! “You are…” He concluded after seeing my reaction. “Why didn’t you tell-” My dad halted on what he was about to ask and sighed. Of course, he knew why I didn’t tell them. Lucas cleared his throat, “Victoria and I didn’t exactly have a good first impression of each other at the party.”

Through the blinding glow, the silhouette of a woman appeared half machine, half flesh. Victoria. Her voice echoed through the wind, sharp and resonant. “You can’t fight what you are, Ava. You are the system now.” Ava stood, her breath shallow, her hand trembling. “Then maybe it’s time I learn how to control it.” The ice collapsed beneath them, and Ava and Liam plunged into the glowing abyss as Victoria’s laughter echoed through the storm.

She stepped closer, her presence looming over me as her emerald eyes bore into mine like poison. “You’re right,” she whispered darkly. “You don’t need powers because nothing can save you this time, Grace.” Suddenly, her hand shot out, gripping my arm tightly—right where the dull ache had been tormenting me for hours. Pain flared instantly, sharp and unbearable. “Let go,” I hissed, jerking away as instinct surged within me to protect the life budding inside me. But Victoria anticipated the motion. Her delicate frame swayed violently from the force, her hands flailing as she staggered back. In the blink of an eye, she collapsed onto the chair behind her, gasping dramatically.

Denver looked at her, confused, “What?” “We let them do this to us Denver, Tasha and Victoria. Tasha is a witch Denver just as much as Vladimir is and Victoria in her obsession for you has made her use spells to drive us apart.”

Because it's off-shoulders, my clevarges are in sight Victoria is exceptionally strong for a woman which really explains her gene as a werewolf. At this point, I’m only hanging onto the dress because it’s the only thing holding me upright, and the dress I had on was slowly coming down but Victoria is not ready to let go, “I said let go!” I yelled again. I’m about to simply give up and fall to the ground, when a pair of powerful hands catch my waist, guiding my feet back to the ground. That can only be one person... Damian Moon.

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.