Vicky Genocidal Novels & Stories

Because of Albert’s father, she survived so long in that house. Now when death was near, she has nothing to lose. “Shut up.” Albert growled and kicked her again. “Let us first deal with this whore then we will think of that old man.” Diego smirked evilly. There’s a concealed meaning behind which Micaela grasped easily. The would also kill that old man. How cruel of them. Being homosexual wasn’t offensive. But being coward to own it and destroy someone’s life for the sake of their own happiness is what called crime.

I yell hunching my body over a little while doing so, the sound of glass crashing surrounds me as I let out an emotionless laugh before turning back around. "That's why you were so okay with making a fucking deal" I said letting out a little scoff while looking up at the ceiling. "You need more people and what better then those having their own little war against vampires" I said shaking my head. "Fuck" I say again while running my hand through my hair. "No" I said and he opens his mouth but I cut him off quickly. "No, they will not be put in danger for you" I yelled deeply as my eyes began turning darker.

“I have seen her smiling with you. Not everything she did when she was with you was a lie. Even if she was acting, she felt something for you. She is just angry because of how you treated her and how easy it was to manipulate you. She hates everyone who is driven by their emotions. She buried all her emotions deep down and now cannot understand how anyone is a slave to their emotions. That is what she does not like about you. “Show her you are no one’s puppet. Like the way you made the plan to hunt down vigilantes, make a plan, take initiative.” “But the vigilantes were fake,” said Michelangelo. “Yes, they were fake. But you made the plan, and no one can deny that. She just intercepted your

He let out a barking laugh as he shook his head. "So you know what they are, eh? I knew I should have taken you instead of Vicky. She was a good girl, always so eager to learn, but she wasn't meant to be a killer. That's what cost her her life after all." I furrowed my brow in confusion. "What the fuck are you talking about? You don't have a right to speak her name, let alone make up lies about her. Vicky was a gentle soul who loved her father a little too much. You're the one who got her killed, not some make-believe monster."

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

The vixen and hundreds of Genetic Fighters of the Fire Praying Tribe looked at Lucas. They were terrified. Never in their wildest dreams, would they have thought that it was Lucas the Demon who had murdered the young master. "Do you think that I, Lucas York, don’t dare to kill people like you?" Lucas looked at the vixen. The vixen was one of the Holy Defenders of the Fire Praying Tribe. She was a Rank 7 Evolved One; she swore that she had never felt so scared in her life.

My father continued, his eyes narrowing, "The Black Moon Pack was eradicated in one night. The gore left behind was barely identifiable as wolves. That rogue that you and your warriors continue to disrespect is the last remaining survivor. He's been surviving on his own since he was 9 years old, most likely on the run from his attackers. Tell me, what the hell were you doing at 9?! Don't answer, I'd hate to rip your tongue out." I was shocked that my dad knew that much about Cyrus. The pain I felt for my mate only intensified as I thought about how traumatic it must have been for a 9-year-old to watch everyone he considered to be family ripped apart in front of him. All of these new emotions

"Not just defeating you. Eliminating you. Viktor does not want to defeat omega rights. He wants to exterminate every wolf who supports it. After he wins the battle, he plans to hunt down all omega rights supporters. Kill them. Wipe the ideology from existence." Horror filled the room. "Genocide," Derek said quietly. "Essentially. He believes omega rights is a corruption that must be purged completely. Defeating you in battle is not enough. He wants omega rights dead. Forever." "Why are you telling us this?" Luna asked. "Because I cannot be part of genocide. I disagree with omega rights. I think hierarchy is better. But I will not participate in mass murder." Kara looked at Aria. "Viktor is p

Vampires caught turning humans without proper permission were dismembered, and their body parts were scattered around North America areas that they ruled over as a deterrent to others. The families were defanged, disenfranchised, and abandoned to starve in the streets. There was a form of punishment that neither he nor Henry had ever witnessed, but the stories they had heard as kids had given them both nightmares. Aric grumbled as he finished his fourth mug of spiced blood and declared, "This isn't helping." In agreement, his companion stood up and said, "No, it's not. Let's get out of here." Overstuffed, they braved the brisk autumn morning air of Spokane.

"Scarlett, you really thought I liked some skinny, broke loser like you? Truth is, Vicky and I have been together for a while. "I planned to trick you into raising strong pets so we could toss you to the zombies and have nine guardians ourselves. "But you… you were stupid enough to cling to those dead cats." Vicky giggled, swaying Dominic's arm. "Honey, why bother? Now, we've got Tibetan mastiffs and a lion. Who cares if she dies? Might as well let our little ones have a snack now." Her words made me freeze. Was I going to be eaten by the mastiffs even before the zombies arrived? Their teeth looked terrifyingly sharp.