Victim Novels & Stories

He had been with Frost long enough to know what that smile meant; somebody was about to get into trouble, very big trouble. "So what do we do?" Frost scratched his chin thinking of the best way to deal with this issue. Vinca needed justice even if she still couldn't remember everything that happened to her prior to him saving her. She had been hurt to the extent she still had nightmares and had to take anti-depressants whenever the headaches and nightmares became worse. He kept having a searing pain in his heart whenever she went through this and he had made it his mission to get revenge for her. Damont was hoping for a corporation with Fortlink Enterprise as he had taken over VilaBeau when

He had caused me to go through unspeakable pain, and Clay and Maxwell had let him get away with it. Even though I knew My father was a terrible person, I wasn't like him. Why was I being forced to pay for his crimes? They had taken everything from me. All I had left was my life, and I knew they would take that too if I weren't careful. They claimed to be Valkin Alphas, but they were cowards. They were taking out their anger and vengeance on an innocent girl with no wolf. I hated them, and I hated the fact that I was fated to them. I do not regret what I did and would do it again if the opportunity presented itself.

The villainess decided to harmed the female lead but failed only to be whipped almost to death, and was abandoned in her dusty room to die completely. Taika stared at the plot and sighted _" Quite pityful and native." Staring at the small skinny figure covered in different untreated wounded which some were still bleeding, made her sight even more. Am going to have revenge on those people, who did this to you, I promise -Bang! Taika was yet to finished her sentence when the kicked door landed on the floor, waking the thousand years old sleeping dusk, which spread their descents around the room like thick explosive . " Cough! cough! WTH!"

Then, she realised that she had just told him that Elle was the one responsible for her condition, but even at that, how was it her fault that Elle hit her resulting in her unconsciousness? Not only that, but why was he attacking her for merely being a victim when Elle was his girlfriend, and she was just a mere slave? It was obvious that Damien would take the side of Elle, even if she was at fault. Alpha Damien looked at her filled with rage. He dragged her by the collar, as she got close to him, he could see the fear in her eyes, but he was shaken by any of that and punched her in the face, making her wail in pain then held her neck very tight and pushed her

He was genuinely worried about me. I puffed out my cheeks and shook my head. I had to remind myself that I had a mission to accomplish. Despite how good Sergio was to me, I couldn't afford to soften my heart. It wouldn't stop my from accerting my revenge on his family. Him included. A part of me felt trashy for involving innocent people like Scarlett and Sergio in my plans. Scarlett seemed like an extremely nice person. Plus, she was also an orphan like me. And Sergio, he was far too compassionate to be used as a pawn in my twisted game. But the image of my father lying in the pool of his own blood made tears prickle my eyes. I suddenly felt like harboring those thoughts in my mind alone was

No matter if he irritated her and how much he claimed to hate her, despite knowing he had an obsession with her. He was persistent in the beginning and ended up getting what he wanted. Ruining it all just like that. Then he lost her. And she fell in the arms of another, Angelo. My heart ached at the thought. She had him and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter how much hatred I spread, I'd still be the villain. As much as I am the villain, I am too the victim. As heartless as I seemed, I wasn't numb. I felt.

But her mother had died in childbirth, and no records of her father could be found. Leo tried to comfort me, saying Mom and Dad were just overly suspicious because of their professions, but they still loved me. But I knew I had always been an outsider in this family. Soon, the police released their findings on the case. The victim was a young woman, around 20 years old. Her body bore signs of abuse and her face had been smashed in with a blunt object, leaving it unrecognizable. She had suffered 40 stab wounds. All ten of her fingernails had been forcibly removed.

I am not just a victim in this house. I am blood.

Victor added. ****

I am no longer the victim. TO BE CONTINUED