Vicky Genocidal Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I can see into his mind too. And he's not planning to create an army of enhanced soldiers." "Then what?" "He's planning to enhance himself. He wants to become like me, but stronger. And once he does that, he's going to kill every normal human on Earth." I felt my blood turn to ice. Viktor wasn't just planning war, he was planning genocide. Through the warehouse windows, I could see helicopter lights in the distance, searching for us. "We need to get inside," I said. "Now." But as we moved toward the warehouse entrance, Finn grabbed my arm.

The Villain I woke up with a crick in my neck and an attitude. I slept horribly last night and it was partially because of the news of my new mate, my confrontation with Maya and then explaining why Maya was moping around more than usual to Garret and a falsely sympathetic Gia.

The man yelp angrily kicking her towards the others. " Are you okay?" Becky asked worriedly, she was quite worried that the skinny little girl, may died of hit once more time. Nana painful grit her teeth. It was almost like men in this F world one, don't know how to treat a lady gentle. System notification: ( Name: Christopher Zelda Age:??? Setting: Counter fodder Character: Vile and evil. He the father of the emperor and General Adam and also your grandfather.) Nana almost burst in laughter. The villainess grandfather was a human trafficker... Wasn't this world getting confusing by every minute.

Vicky said, leaning forward, elbows on her knees, and eyes locked on mine. “All you gotta do is scare him a lil, flash some better options, and boom! Bro’s scrambling and groveling.” “So if I didn’t drag Damian into this, he’d never wake up? Never see all the love I poured into him?” I shook my head, voice cracking. “That’s fucked up.” Vicky exhaled sharply, pushing off the bed to pace, hands folded tight over her chest, nightie swishing with each step. She looked like a damn professor unraveling a puzzle with her brows furrowed and lips pursed.

To escape, Vicky knew that she would have to do her best to berate Tyler. She could tell that the man before her was sharp, and though she mentioned assisting him in his effort of seeking revenge on Tyler, she would have to present him with reasons to believe her. Vicky was locked in Forever Night and was easy prey to those who saw human lives as disposable, so she saw no point in being moral or honest. After all, the man before her was hardly innocent.

Vicky's heart bled even as she laughed at the thought—how could her family be so short-sighted? Endless compromising and never stepping up against their enemies, all in the name of self-gain. What was that if not handing their enemies rope to hang them with? They felt nothing even if Titus was exposed for his savage ambition, rather living one day at a time. Likewise, they never showed any gratitude, not even if Frank saved them from the literal lion's jaws. "Mongrels," Vicky swore under her breath. "What was that?" Jet thought he misheard. "I called you a mongrel!" Vicky snapped at him in the face right then. "All of you! Mongrels! Ingrates who bite the hands that feed you! Go to hell!"

Zach remains silent. "You always tell, you hate Ryan right?But the fact you dont hate! Still you have soft corner for him. But i am not good like you. I will not leave him damnit. You do not see that boy is very happy, how he can even happy after killing someone." Zach looks at him. "I too know his story damnit. He is a murderer. I know everything what has happened three years before. He killed his own one" Vicky said "I can punch him, i make him cry and i will take my Revenge for surely. But you? You can't! Because you still respect that bloody bitch. If you really want to take the Revenge as per your concern, i am giving you mind blowing idea. Call AARON."

"No, Vicky. You and Tom ruined your own lives with your bitterness. You wanted to destroy my family to avenge a tragedy that was caused by a hospital strike, not by me. And you know what the worst part is?" Nia reached out and lightly tapped Vicky's wedding finger. "You are married to a man who, if he truly loved you, would have moved on. Instead, he forced you into this vile, illegal plot, making you a murderer and a terrorist. He didn't love you; he used your hatred as his weapon." Vicky’s eyes flickered, the sharp confidence momentarily faltering under the weight of Nia's truth. "Where is the DNA kit?" Mr. Cage demanded, pulling a handgun from one of the neutralized guards.

With a mix of sadness and relief, Vicky tendered his resignation, walking away from the institution that had once been his passion project. Vicky stepped into the unknown, his heart heavy with the weight of his resignation. The toxic environment had taken its toll, leaving his resilience battered and bruised. He felt like a warrior who had lost his way, his armour dented and his sword worn out. The moon and the rays of the sun lost their exotic colours.

"Yes, dead. She died just yesterday. She took an entire bottle of sleeping pills, and by the time she was found, she was already gone!" The man's voice was filled with anguish as he continued, "And all of this was caused by Yara’s father! He pretends to be a gentleman, but in reality, he’s nothing but a monster in disguise! "One night during a late study session, Vicky was in the classroom working on an assignment. When no one else was around, he took advantage of the opportunity and violated her. Afterward, he threatened her, warning that if she ever dared to speak out, he’d not only end her academic future but also kill her entire family.