Vicky Yao Novels & Stories

She ignored me completely, her eyes locked on Damian like I was a smudge on his sheets. “I came to talk, and I find you with her? After everything I—” Damian groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Nancy, get out. It’s too early for your drama.” Too late. I could already hear footsteps rushing toward the room. Vicky appeared instantly, her hair in a relaxed, messy bun, wearing one of Elis’s comfy MIT shirts that gently draped to her thighs. I blinked. Seriously? Did she fuck him already? “Yo, babe, you good??? That couldn’t be yo loud-ass self screamin’ like the world endin’ a few minutes ago, right??

He replied simply. Vicky's eyes went wild in shock as realization hit her. She had been kidnapped by Alpha Landon!

" I halved yelled with a quivering voice staring at their scary faces. I jerked their hands off me. "We are not trying to step over you, we are just putting you in your place and that includes that you stay away from ray. you shouldn't even been Seen around him or smell his perfume, don't you know how embarrassing that is to him? It's such a curse." Vicky yelled and they laughed erratically...

"State your objective, enforcer." "Your name code has never been logged on a premier syndicate stage before tonight, has it, street rat?" Vicky sneered, puffing his chest out to simulate a superior asset ranking. "Ensure your unit doesn't drag my execution metrics into the dirt during the gala rounds. My combat record does not tolerate a single blemish from a northern replacement."

Vicky sighs and quickly changes tactic, pasting a smile on her face “Oh I seem to have started on the wrong foot. I believe I don’t need any introduction, since I am a famous pastry chef and have a famous cooking show.” Emily stared at Vicky, unimpressed. “I didn’t mean to brag there.” Vicky gave a small derisive laugh. “I find that hard to believe, seeing that you literally use your status as a celebrity to skip the line, ” Emily scoffed. “I am so sorry. I am not always like that. I was in a hurry.” Emily narrowed her eyes, not believing a thing she said. “Let’s start over.” Vicky pleaded, “I am Vicky and a friend of Noah's. That is why I was curious about your relationship with him.”

"Vicky's the lady of my house now. We don't need your money." Vicky placed a soft hand on Connor's arm. "Go inside, Connor. This is between me and Zoe. I'll handle it." The second he was gone, Vicky's whole vibe flipped cold. She smirked, lifted her wrist—and chucked the bangle straight into the pond. Zoe didn't even think—she watched the bangle disappear and dove in after it. As she plunged toward the water, Vicky’s voice rang out, sharp and triumphant. “Don’t think looking after Connor will make him yours. He can only love me—you’ll never steal him from me.”

How could she not have noticed the sword before? Musa furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you and why do you recognize me as Musa? That name no longer needs to be tied to me!” Violet stared down at her feet, then back at the sword. “My name is Yak Ann Sinora but many know me as Violet.” Musa held the sword closer to Violet's face. “Who are you? I've never heard the name before and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before.” Violet snapped her finger, changing into her true appearance.

She could recognize that voice from anywhere. "Kylian"

“No, you did not disappoint me. I guess I just wanted this world to change because I know it can. I became angry at the possibility we may all die before that happens. But the Qusayr are right. We are hopeless without hope.” I nod respectfully. Opening the doors, Henry stands beside it. I take the lead, and Henry follows confidently behind me. “Alpha Q…” Henry starts behind me, but I cut him off. “You can call me Valerie, Henry,” I tell him. “I’m sorry, I can’t do that. My wolf won’t allow it, and neither do I,” I stop and so does he. My eyes clash with him, but he has trouble maintaining eye contact. “You called Valak by his name - most of you did,” I drawl, confused.