Vecna Victims Novels & Stories

"I knew it! You worthless whøre" "He will never love you and he will never treat you differently. You are a whøre and that is all you will ever be until you meet your dreary end. You are a liar, I know you are not pregnant. You can never be because your womb was damaged a long time ago. Remember the portion you took that made you bleed for weeks..." Tears welled up in Vicenta's eyes as she remembered everything. That was one of the memories she had battled with until she managed to push behind her. It was painful and almost killed her but she survived. And now, Munika brought it back!

“But strangely, whether it’s Arizona or New Mexico, he always shows up. I can’t see him as anything but my Спасителят—my savior.” Breanna opened a folder, fanned out a series of photographs. “Do any of these men look familiar?” Nevena barely glanced before pointing to four. “Them. No doubt.” She paused, hovering her finger over one. “This one... he was the loudest. The most eager to defy my Spasitelят.” “How is it that you remembered their faces despite being drugged?” “Because they still visit me,” Nevena whispered. “In my sleep.” “Fine." Breanna’s hand stilled over her notepad. “Let’s go back. Before the abduction. Was there any significant event? Did anyone stalk you?.”

"I'm not that petty, Elena." I took it with a sneer, my irritation flickering into confusion—then solidifying into pure ice as I flipped it open. Screenshots. Dozens of them. Pack-link archives, social forum logs, anonymous pings—all targeting Valentina. Accusations that she used her status as an 'injured' she-wolf to hijack a medical transport after a minor fender bender at the Redbridge Overpass. Claims she faked her 'trauma' to force a mating bond. Older whispers, too—that she was a home-wrecker in the Southern Packs, disrupting bloodlines before she targeted the Blackwoods.

Most of them looked like the pictures that would have been on their government photo ID. “These are the victims we know of so far,” X began, “It appears our vetala is interested in testing marital fidelity. These men, he indicated some of the men by touching their pics with his hands in quick succession, were having affairs with the women in the pictures next to them. Both the men and the women are dead. The men were found in a similar condition to the victim that you came with me to see, Carl, exsanguinated with their throats ripped open.”

“Vera colluded with Feral Shifters that attacked our border just today. I watched her lead them right into the heart of the industrial sector! Because of her, our factories, mills, and the family homes that have stood for generations have been burnt to a smolder crips.” Sasha turned to face me. “Because of her, we suffered civilian deaths.” Sasha’s voice was cold. I felt my composure crack. I was certain I had gotten all the civilians out. My heart cracked under the weight of the news.

"He found me. I don't know how, but he did. He said he was investigating human trafficking connected to shell companies. He wanted to know about Valencia's operations." "And you told him?" "Everything I knew. "The people. I saw them once, being loaded into a container. Women and children. I tried to report it, but the police didn't care. Or worse, they were in on it." My stomach turned. "How long ago was this?" "Three weeks. Miguel said he was close to connecting everything, that he just needed a few more pieces. He mentioned a name someone at the top of the whole operation." She looked at me with haunted eyes. "Victor Kaine."

my brother said. "Did you talk to him? He didn't want to talk to us earlier." I said. He nodded. "Kaye didn't hurt him, he was taken care of and fed properly," "Looks like Kaye is also a victim here, I think Vina brainwash her and guaranteed that she will help her to get you back again," Nigel's said. "That's what I think, she looks like she regrets what she did. And another thing is that she was motivated by the woman she is talking about. But of course, she will still pay for what she did at first,"

“ Any word on the victims?. “Not just yet. They have verified however that some of the victims are members of their pack. The rest is a small band of warriors. Most of them are civilians. Nobody was spared by the rogues. They were referred to as a massacre.” The words made my stomach turn over in knots. “What about the young woman?” I asked “Is she—the one I brought back?. She is barely alive, any news on her?” “Her condition is critical but the healers are trying their hardest. She's not going to live.” A shiver went down my back. There is another life at stake. One more reminder that it was too late. The anger rising in my chest was swallowed and my fists clenched. Whoever was responsible

"She's not the first victim Lia, there's already five of them." That is what haunts my mind over and over again. I feel like I have a broken license plate. All six were victims. The first victim was a senior high school student. She was a tall, white woman. The same goes for the next two but this time they’re already in college. In the fourth and fifth there are jobs like mine. And lastly, Jena is studying in med school.

Real, terrible, unimaginable danger. "Mate. Mate. Mate." My wolf kept howling in pain and that pain was blinding out my vision slowly. Valentina didn't run. This was real. She was kidnapped.